Being A Good Roommate (Patreon)

To put it as nicely as possible, Nate has not been too great of a roommate. Not cleaning up after himself, not helping keeping the place tidy. But most importantly, he hasn’t been paying his part of the rent. Luckily, since they’re such good friends, Dan had been paying his half for him without much of an explanation, assuming Nate would do the right things eventually and get the money back. However, that is not what happened. Nate just keeps lazing around, refusing to get a job or do anything of value. Dan, thinking of ways he can force Nate to pay his share, or even really get a job of any sort, comes up with an idea. Nate leaves half drank soda cans around to finish off later, so he sprouts his great plan, spiking Nate’s half drank soda cans. Immoral? For sure. But how will anything be able to be proven when he’s using a never before seen serum in order to spike said drink.

Seeing his opportunity, Dan pours in a bit of the pink flask marked with a little heart into Nate’s drink. Minutes later, he hears shouting. “DAAAANNNN! MY SHIT TASTES WEIRD, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO.” Dan walks over to Nate’s room with a bit of anticipation, only to see him as his same, normal self. “What did you do to my drink? It tastes like ass.” He continues to complain. “Huh? I don’t give a shit about your nasty soda cans.” Dan replies, sounding about as apathetic as possible. “Nah!” Nate protests before chugging some more. “This is definitely not right. It tastes like you ground up flowers into my drink. It’s nasty!” “How do you know this is just what happens when you leave soda out in the hot weather for several weeks?” “Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done it.” This slob does make a good point, but Dan’s face suddenly begins to hatch a smirk when he notices Nate’s hair becoming pink at the roots, slowly spreading, devouring his icky dirty brown. Apparently this little concoction is also cleaning him up as well.

“Why are you lookin at me like that? You definitely put something in here! Just admit it!” He continues his tirade. “What if I did? What if I cared enough to put something into your drink? To do what?” Dan counters with another good point. No way he would take advantage of nasty Nate, at least, not yet. His hair lengthens, the wispy pink draping past his ears and down his shoulders. “H~Hey! What the fuck?” He yelps while grabbing a tuft of his still growing soft hair. “What the hell did you….” He runs off, scavenging through the house for what Dan could have done, racing against his rapidly shrinking, feminizing body. Eventually, he finds a little flask in Dan’s room. But it’s far too late, his dainty limbs and much shorter stature leaves him helpless to fight back against Dan. “WHAT IS THIS!!” He shouts in a much softer and girlier tone than before, any sort of threat nonexistent.

“Well I’ll admit it. Since you haven’t been paying rent, I thought it would be better to get you a job.” Dan explains. “Get me a job? How in the fuck is this getting me a job?” “A job as a prostitute, of course. Should be easy for you, then you can finally pay your damn rent.” With a soft sizzling sound, Nathan’s clothes begin to burn right off his body. “A prostitute? Are you kidding me?” He retorts, almost fully naked by the time he finishes his sentence. “You don’t have any other skills, it would just be easier for you to sell your body instead.” Dan replies with a bit of malice in his voice. Nathan stands there, covering his measly dick with his hands too thin to really cover it properly. “You don’t have to… Just stop it…” He pleads. “Too late, you already drank plenty.” It’s made clear that Dan isn’t lying as Nathan slowly has less and less to cover, his hips growing wider in turn. “No… no no no…” He continues to plead while his masculinity shrinks into nothing. “Mhhhmnnnnnn~” She moans, the opposite system opening up between her legs, better matching her thin girly body and wide hips. “F~Fuck you! Why… why… It’s gone!” “Mhmm, you better get used to it. You’ll have to take good care of it to make rent.” Dan’s sadism only shows itself even more with every change.

Natasha just sits there, her legs shaking as the reality of her situation sinks in. It gives enough time for her quivering legs to gain some of that proper feminine mass, plumping up her thighs and butt up one soft gsshhh at a time. The soft pleasure only makes her shake more, an unfamiliar heat rising in her groin. “It also gives you a little bit of encouragement too. Touching yourself won’t get rid of that.” Dan mentions before Natasha suddenly gasps, the wind getting knocked out of her from the sudden growth in her chest. “T~There has to be a way you can stop this, I don’t want tits!” She says while covering her chest with her arm and her crotch with her other. “Like I said too late.” Dan, once again, is proven to not by lying as Natasha can hear a slight gurgling sound growing louder by the second, knowing exactly what’s about to happen. “Please man, I’ll pay, I don’t even care if I can’t change back. I just don’t want them to get any heavie~AHHNNN” She’s cut off by a moan as her breasts lurch forward with a loud GLOOORP, quickly swelling another few sizes. “Uhnnff… they’re so… ahhmm…” She groans as she cups them, taking some of the weight off before dropping them back down with a tad bit of sag.

Of course, the serum isn’t quite done yet. A pair of floppy furry ears pop out on top of her head, followed by a pressure at the base of her spine, a fluffy tail sprouting from it. If being a pink haired girl wasn’t bad enough, now she’s an animal girl too. A great niche to fill for her clients. “Well, looks like you’ll have no problems dealing with rent then.” Dan snidely comments, but before Natasha can make a comment back, her nipples pulse with electricity. “Nghhh… shiiittt~” She groans, her comparatively small nipples growing puffy and sensitive, expanding to be three times as large in diameter. With how erect they are, and how hot her crotch is, she can’t deny the man standing in front of you. “W~Well, how much do I owe this month? 800$? How about we take half that off if you relieve me right now?” Natasha sheepishly suggests, fighting between the undying heat in her belly and her desire to keep some sort of her masculinity intact. “Well it looks like you’re off to a great start. I’ll do $300 off, ok?” Dan offers, and Natasha accepts without any further argument.

Within seconds, she’s shoved onto Dan’s bed, on her hands and knees looking like some sort of animal in heat, only supported by her tail wagging. Dan unleashes the manhood Natasha wishes she still had, and gives it right back to her, plunging himself deep within her pussy, savoring the tightness and the wet heat. “FAAAKKHHHH~~ NHMMM~” Natasha moans loudly, overwhelmed with the pleasures of her new flesh. “Already such a good slut, didn’t even hurt for your first time.” He says before grabbing hold of her hips and firmly but sensually thrusting in and out, savoring each little grunt and moan produced by Natasha.  He throws in a hearty slap on the ass every once and a while, eliciting a louder moan, fueling his lust even more as the room is filled with the smell of sex. One couldn’t blame Natasha, it’s an experience one would never expect. Feeling her tits jiggle with each forceful thrust, the dangling weight bouncing as her nipples brush against the sheets, her ass being overstimulated by the clapping and slapping, her pussy and clit being abused by Dan’s cock.

“Nnnnnnmmhh~ C…Cumming!” She blurts out as Dan can feel her pussy suddenly quiver and contract. Not wanting to impregnate his perfect prostitute roommate, Dan pulls out quickly and flips the shaking Natasha over. Instead deciding to finish all over her perfect, perky tits. One pump, two pumps, three, and climax. A hearty load of cum released all over her chest, splurt by splurt. Strangely enough, when Dan wants to rub his hard work all over her boobs, it’s all gone. “Ughh… that was… not even that good. Idiot.” Natasha groans, sitting back up. The sudden disappearance except for that between her tits explained by a barely audible sloshing. It’s clear she can feel it as well, a puzzled expression appearing on her face as she cups a breast with her hand. “Wha…They’re heavier now. But not… bigger?” Dan puts his theory to the tests, and suddenly pinches at her nipples then twists them, sending her to her knees as milk begins to dribble from her tits.

“Fucking milk too? How how how how how HOW AM I GONNA LIVE LIKE THIS!” She shouts and stands up, milk still spraying from her uncontrollably bouncing tits. Dan lets her cool down. She tries her best to stop the leaking, but covering her nipples with her hands doesn't really do much to help. She goes over the possibilities in her head, and decides that there isn’t too much she can do. Being used as a cum rag feels great, and she gets her rent paid. It’s fast too, so she can laze around more. Maybe it’s not the worst thing ever? It still sucks, but… maybe it could be even better. She picks up the flask, seeing there's still quite a bit in it. “You mind if I use this for my work, maybe even drink a little more myself?” She asks. “I don’t know what’ll happen if you drink more, but if using it on others will make you more money, go for it.”