The House

by Jennifer White

 

You look up from your seat at the bar, and you see her. The woman in the short black dress, with the blonde hair. Your heart races as you see her, and you are immediately smitten, as you catch each other's eyes.

She is walking over to you! You can't believe that out of all the guys who are at the bar, she has chosen *you*. She sits down, and asks you for a light. There are matches in the ashtray, so you strike one, and light up her cigarette. She takes a puff, and blows the smoke in your face, as you feel her leg under the table rub up against yours.

She wants you, and you stare at the cigarette, and her dark red lips wrapped around it. You want to feel those lips wrapped around *you*, and the look in her eye tells you that she wants that too. This is your very fantasy come true: a real hot blonde who comes on to *you*.

She is flawless in every way. Her face is pretty. Her hair is long and full. She has an hourglass figure. Her skin is clear and soft. Her skimpy dress shows off her long legs, which are crossed right now, her feet in black pumps with six inch heels. The deep V cut in her dress exposes her ample breasts, which look full, hard, and firm.

You cannot help but to want her, not able to think of any woman but her right now. Even her smell is intoxicating, her voice soft, feminine, and alluring. You want to make love to her, with every fiber of your being.

"Take me home" she says, and you wave to the waiter, to get the check. You leave a twenty, not waiting for change. You have more important things on your mind, like her large breasts which are pointing at you. You can make out the shape of the nipples underneath the fabric of her dress, and you feel even more excited.

You stand up, and she puts her arm in yours. You walk out of the bar, knowing that every man in jealous that she picked *you*. You take her to your car, and open the passenger door for her. She gets in, and gives you a grateful look.

"Turn left here" she says, as you get on the road. She is taking you back to *her* place! That seems so much more exciting than when you live. You follow her directions, as she has you turn one way, then the other. You are too focused on her to really watch where you're going, and you're content to let her give the directions.

Soon, you pull up into the driveway of her modest house. You go around to open her door, and escort her to the door. She takes the key out of her purse, unlocks the door, and beckons you inside with her.

 

Her place is just like her: beautiful, well decorated, classy, and feminine. It smells nice from all the flowers. Everything is placed just so, clean, and well kept. You are impressed, but you want to see her bedroom.

You feel fortunate that she does too. She locks the door, puts her purse down, and turns to you.

"Let me show you the bedroom" she says.

You follow her up the stairs, as she looks over her shoulder at you and winks. Her butt is perfectly shaped, and her hips go from side to side as she walks. Her legs are wrapped up by dark silk stockings, and you can't believe that this gorgeous creature is about to take you to her bedroom.

You hear the click of her high heels as you follow her in. Her bedroom is, of course, perfect like her. There is a king sized bed with a white canopy. The curtains are lace, as are the doilies covering the wooden night stands. There is a smell of perfume in the air, and everything is silk and lace. She kicks off her shoes, sits on the bed, and spreads her legs wide open.

"Peel me" she says, pointing to the silk stockings she has just unfastened from the garters. You gently pull them off, feeling her ultra smooth legs. She stands up, and kisses you. Time seems to stand still as your lips meet hers, and you embrace her for the first time.

Her hands move down to your pants, and start to undo them. She pulls them down, and now she is taking off your shirt. Then she takes off your underwear, and you are standing naked before her.

She reaches behind her, undoes the zipper, and her black dress falls down to the floor. You take off her garters, and now she only has on her panties and her bra. You reach around her to take her bra off, and she puts her warm hands on your bare chest. You let her bra fall to the floor too, and reach down to pull off her panties.

Naked, she is a think of beauty. Just as hot with clothes off, as with them on. You are completely aroused, and as hard as a rock. You want her so bad, and you're ready for her to lay back on the bed so you can put yourself up inside of her.

 

But for the first time, you notice that something is wrong: you cannot move. You don't understand why your body isn't responding to your brain. You are frozen in place, and just stand there.

The woman walks around you in a circle, checking you out. She puts her hands on your chest, sending tingles all throughout your body. Then she puts her warm hand on your fully aroused manhood, and gently strokes you a few times. You feel like you are about to burst at any moment.

Now she pushes you back, and you fall into the bed, which is so soft. The sheets are so silky. You are totally aroused, as she straddles you, and guides your manhood up inside the inviting slit between her legs.

She puts her hands on your chest, and rides you, thrusting up and down. You feel totally excited. You cannot take your eyes off of her, nor can you do anything but lay there, powerless, as she works you, until you are about to climax.

She is so lovely! So pretty! She licks her lips, and throws her head back, as she enjoys feeling you inside of her. Now she smiles, reaches forward, and pinches your nipples. She pumps you again, rising and falling. You can take no more, and you burst inside of her, releasing all the tension which had built up all night, since you first laid eyes on her.

You are breathless, as she moves next to you, and snuggles close.

"Now you're going to be just like me" she says, as she puts your hand on her breast. You wonder what in the world she means by that. You don't understand. She has this smile on her face, and you decide it must be because she enjoyed making love to you so much.

You bask in the afterglow of the lovemaking, enjoying the softness and warmth of her body, the soft silkiness of the bed, the wonderful smell in the room, and her pretty looks.

But you also feel strange. Something isn't quite right. You feel a strange tightness in your muscles, and a feeling like you are being constricted all over. She props your head up with a pillow, so that you can see your whole body. You hear a strange sound, like some kind of gurgling, then a squishy sound as well, all of which seem to be coming from *you*.

As you see your chest, you become alarmed. Your chest is heaving with each breath you take, but its shape is changing! The flesh around your nipples seems to be mounding up, higher and higher. The ring of color around your nipples is getting larger, spreading out in all directions, as it gets darker as well. And your nipples themselves are growing larger by the second.

You can *feel* it, as they change in shape, and the mounds under your nipples continue to grow. You feel the weight forming on your chest, as the soft gentle mounds of tissue continue to expand.

"See?" says the woman, "just like me."

But your breasts aren't done yet. They seem big now, but they keep on going and going, until they reach the same size as *hers*. You now have boobs, just like the woman laying beside you, and she does not seem alarmed in the least little bit. In fact, she seems to be happy about it.

You look at your arms, which are shrinking, becoming thinner and less muscular. The hair on them has become so fine, that you can't see it anymore. Even your fingers are changing, becoming slender and thin, as are your wrists. You have girl's hands now, and you feel like you have to run, have to get away, but you are still unable to move.

The woman reaches over to brush the long hair out of your eyes, as it starts emerging from your head. From what you have seen, and the feeling you have all over your face, you are sure that it is changing too now. From the belly button on up, you look like a woman, and you are so emotionally devastated that you want to cry.

As you look down, you see that while you were concentrating on your face, your hips have changed too, becoming perfectly like the wide birthing hips on the woman you just made love to. Your tummy shrunk down too. You've got curves now, and long perfect legs below. You notice how tiny your feet are, just like hers now. There is only one thing that remains on you to remind you that you have ever been a man, and that lies between your legs.

But as you look at it, you feel a sharp pain, and hear a sickening sound, as it starts it pull back up inside you. It is almost all gone now, leaving behind only a slit, where it had once protruded from. The soft lips of your labia appear, and you are flushed pink down there. You feel cramps go through you, as it changes form, becoming the female sex organs inside your body cavity.

 

Suddenly, the pain stops, as does the strange feeling that had swept over you.

"Now you are completely like me" says the woman.

She stands up, goes to the night stand, and returns with something terrifying: a flesh colored device, shaped just like a man's anatomy. She takes it, and puts it right in your face.

"You don't have one of these anymore" she says, "but you will find that you still want one now, but for a different reason."

She takes it, and pushes a button. You hear a slight humming noise, as it vibrates. She pushes your legs wide apart, and moves the vibrator to the slit between your legs. Gently, she works it in, and suddenly you are filled with new sensations, as your female anatomy is stimulated for the first time.

"You are a woman now" she says. "And you like feeling a man's package up inside you of. This is what you want, and you want it all the time. Nothing is more important to you than this."

She starts to move it in and out, and you cannot do anything but watch and feel the overwhelming pleasure that it is sending through your body. It keeps building as a warm flush feeling sets in. Your heart is pounding! Your breathing gets faster and harder. You feel a twitch: the walls of your vagina are having little contractions, and you are about to climax.

"You are a woman now" she says again. "You are a woman. You are female. *You*. And what you want most in life, is a man to love. Feel it, how your new emotions fill your head. You must have a man. You must make love all the time. You are a woman."

You are in the throes of orgasm, riding the waves of pleasure, and you can't make sense of the words she is saying. You moan, and then scream as the intense orgasms fire, one after the other. When she turns the device off, you are reduced to a quivering pile of female flesh, unable to control the emotions sweeping over you.

The woman walks out of the room, and you find that you can move. You are cold, so you start to get dressed, from the clothes that are on the floor. You pull on the panties, and they feel just right on you.

The bra fits you perfectly, and you like how it feels, supporting your large full breasts. You pull on the garters, and then the silk stockings. The black dress goes on you like it was custom built for your body. You step into the perfectly sized shoes, and go to the mirror to straighten your hair.

You nod. You look so perfect, so sexy. Now there is only one thing wrong: you are alone. You feel an inner need, a drive, to be with someone. A man. You can't stand to be alone, and your only thoughts are of how you can find a man to spend the night with.

You cannot remember your own name. You cannot remember your past. All you can focus your mind on is your need for sex, and how you need it *now*. You walk out of the house, and into the night.

Down the street is a bar, and there will be guys there. Lots of guys, hanging around and drinking. You will be able to have your pick of them. You will be able to go home happy tonight. You will find one, and let him touch you in all of your hot spots. You feel so frisky, you need to find a hunk for yourself right *now*!

You walk into the bar, and scope out the scene. You are about to make some guy very lucky tonight. You *are* a woman, you're feeling naughty, and you want to hook up. You feel sexually confident in your little black dress. You approve how your big boobs are sticking out, showing all the men how hot you are. You stride in, looking to find the yummiest hottie in sight.

You smile as you feel every person in the place look at you, every woman feeling jealous of your intense good looks and the way you ooze sexuality; and the men all hoping that they pick you. You spy one man at the bar slyly slip his wedding ring off. You see scan the room, until you find the one, the one you will bed.

You feel yourself tingle, then get wet between your legs as you sit down next to him. He is so cute you could eat him up right there.

"Hello" you say in your sultry sexy female voice.

"Hello" he says, his voice trembling. He is nervous, and you like that. You rub your legs up against him, and lick your lips. You put your hand on his.

"Your place, or mine?" you say.

He stands up, and puts his arm around you. You walk out of there with him, and feel so juicy inside. Soon, you will be a happy woman, as you take him and make him yours. For the first time in your life, you have found true happiness. Now you are a woman.

  

  

  

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