We had a rough couple of months. My friend Glen and I had been working part time while going to collage. We had been saving enough money to travel the country. We were good friends, I knew Glen since grade school. We were close, we both liked the same things, cars, music and of course women. I was more of the ladies man, I was confident and cocky, Glen on the other hand was quieter, and I seemed to do all the talking. He was about 6 ft, 180 lbs, dark brown hair and he had it cut short, he was in good shape. I wasnât as tall as he was. I was 5.7 about 140, I had light brown hair and I liked wearing mine long, just touching the shoulders. I was 21 and Glen was 22.My name was Andrew but everyone called me Andy.
We loaded the car with our suitcases; we didnât take much, just what we figured we needed nothing more. I shut the trunk to my car. It was a big old boat, 1988 caprice, it didnât look good but I liked it. Glen never drove, not that he didnât want to and he did have a license, I just wouldnât let him, I was the better driver. We hopped in the car and made our way out to the highway. It felt great, finally, we felt so free, we were laughing and looking at the sights. We jeered at the women as we drove by. A few hours later and a few hundred miles later, we decided to stop. I had a stomach ache, I never told Glen. I had it a few times before but I thought it was just stress and never thought much about it. Glen went in the motel office,â Room 224â he shouted as he motioned for me to drive to the end unit. I pulled up and got out of the car.â We canât do this often Andy, this cost $55. a nightâ Glen said as he opened the door of our room. He was right, I only brought about $1000 each, I wasnât sure how much Glen brought, we had too watch our spending if we didnât want to work. I grabbed my suitcase and walked in the room.
âOrder a pizza Glen, Iâm going to take a showerâ, I commanded. Thatâs the way I was with Glen. Always telling him what to do.
âYea ok Andyâ, Glen said.
I walked in the bathroom and undressed and hopped in the shower. It felt so good after driving for so long; I tilted my head back and let the water flow over my body. I took the soap and started to wash myself, thatâs when I notice the hair on the soap, it seems I was shedding, not from my head but on my chest. I never had a lot of chest hair but even still it seemed odd. I finished up and stood in front of the mirror. I was brushing my teeth when I noticed that around my nipples were a little swollen. I pushed my finger against the swelling, it didnât hurt or anything, it just seemed flabby. I comb my hair and put a towel around me and walked out to where Glen was sitting, he was already eating the pizza.
âHave a slice Andy, itâs really goodââŚ
âI donât know Glen, I was hungry earlier, but not too much now, I had a tummy ache but it seems to be gone nowâ. I thought to myself, (tummy ache? did I just say âtummy?â)I couldnât believe my ears, I would never use a word like that, I mean, stomach yea, but not tummy. I looked at Glen and he just ate away, he didnât notice the slip of the word. I went over to my suitcase and pulled out my underwear. I turned my back to Glen and dropped my towel and put my underwear on. They seemed a little tight around my butt; I figured that there just new, after a few washings they should fit better. I jumped into my bed and pulled the covers up and watched t.v.till I fell asleep. The next morning I woke first, I went to the washroom to get ready for another long drive. I looked in the mirror as I brushed my teeth. The swelling around my nipples was getting bigger. I started to get worried, I pushed and probe the flesh, it was loose and soft. What was happening to me? was I growing tits? I looked down and notice my underwear was loose around my waist but tight around my butt. I was getting a little heavy around my hips and thighs. I finished cleaning up and walked out to get dressed. Glen was still sleeping. I opened my suitcase up and just looked my hands on my hips; I couldnât decide what to wear...Wear????...who cares what I wear, what was I thinking, just put on some clothes and go. Now I was really getting to worry, why was I thinking these things? Glen woke up as I finished dressing. I was glad he never seen me with my shirt off, he was sure to notice my tits.
We drove for a few hours. My mind was wandering; I couldnât seem to focus...
âWhatâs the matter Andy?â Glen asked me.
âNothing Glen, just feeling a little weird today, Iâll be o.k. once we stop, think we should try to find a cheaper motel this time Glenâ
âSounds good to me Andyâ, Glen said as he nudged me to look at some ladies walking down the street. Glen reached over and honked the horn of the car. Both of the girls looked up and smiled. Glen said,â Looked at those two, would love to take them to bedâ. I looked at the girls. Usually I would be the first to notice how good it would be to fuck them, but this time I seem more interested in the clothes they wore. I shook my head; snap out of it I said to myself. Why was I looking at their clothes and not there tits and ass like I always would. I just couldnât understand. We pulled up to a motel.â Go see how much it is Glenâ
âOk Andyâ, Glen hopped out of the car as I waited.
â$50 bucks a night Andyâ, Glen yelled back holding the door of the office open.
âThatâs too much Glen, ask them if there is anything cheaper aroundâ. Glen went inside and came out to my side of the car.
âTheir telling me they are the cheapest, thereâs nothing around for miles that is a better priceâ
âWhat are we going to do Glen? we canât keep paying this kind of money every nightâ. Why was I asking him, I was the guy with all the answers. He always listened to me. I never asked him for his opinion for anything.
âWell Andy, we might as well get this one till we figure out what to doââŚ
âOk Glenn, your rightâ. I got out of the car and went to get my suitcase. I tried lifting it out of the trunk. My suitcase wasnât this heavy before as I struggled to get it out. Glen came walking around to the back of the car.
âWhatâs wrong Andy?â Glen asked, looking at me as I dropped the suitcase by my feet.
âNothing Glen, just had a cramp in my arm, thatâs allâ, I blushed a bit as I lugged the suitcase in the room. I looked around the room. I liked it, it had beautiful drapes over the window and the sheets were lovely.âOh my god!!â What am I thinking!!??.Who cares what the room look likes!!!!..Thatâs it! I thought, something is really wrong here, Iâm not feeling right, my mind is all mixed up. I have to tell Glen, or should I,,, I donât know what to do! I paced the room; I heard Glen coming up to the room and dashed in the bathroom, shutting the door. I stripped my clothes off and stood looking in the mirror. I had tits, I know they werenât big but, I had tits.I cupped them up in my hands, and ran my finger or the nipples. I shuddered; it felt so good that I kept doing it for a while. My nipples started to get hard. I slid my hand down to my cock and gently started to stroke myself. I kept squeezing my tits, I had my eyes close as I imagine being with some girl. My eyes popped open. I couldnât get hard. I tried my best, I played with my balls as I rubbed my fingers up and down my cock.nothing.All it did was get a little hard, but it was still rubbery. Suddenly Glen was outside the door.
âAndy, you going to be all day or what?â
âI wonât be much longer Glen I just want to take a quick shower and Iâll be right out, sorryâ. Did I just say sorry to Glen? Iâll be right out???..I climbed in the shower and started to soap myself. All the hair was completely gone from my body. I ran the soap up my sides. I felt thinner and softer. I washed around my tits.It felt weird as they flopped around as wash in between them. I climbed out and wrapped a towel around me making sure I was covered as I opened the door.