After laying on the ground for a few more minutes, I got up, grabbed my phone and headed to my bedroom. I quickly unlocked my phone and watched the video of what had just transpired. My dick immediately got hard, but instead of taking care of it, I slipped two fingers into my still lubed ass and fingered myself hard for the duration of the video.
I spent an hour or two scouring the internet and trying to come to come to grips with what exactly I was. What made my jaw drop was the pictures and videos of huge dicks and balls. I eventually landed on some pages about sissies and feminization. I had always been kind of soft and feminine in certain respects. It felt like it described my new sexual appetite and I watched a few videos. My hand dropped down to my own dick and I came in a matter of minutes, licking up my cum afterwards.
My mind eventually wandered to Tommy. It was odd to think that before today I had never seen his dick and now his cum was in my stomach. I wondered how he was feeling and whether or not he was mad at me. While I had been reborn as a sensual, sissy cock hound, I'm doubting he was as comfortable with what had happened. Before long, I started thinking of his cock and got antsy.
I walked out to the living room, still naked. I had a new found confidence from what had happened. Opening his door, I walked right into Tommy's room and caught him right in the act of stroking his dick in bed.
He quickly threw a blanket over himself and yelled "what the hell do YOU want?!"
"I wanted to make sure you were ok...and that things were still cool between us."
"I'd be a fuckload better with my stuff back and not having a queer flatmate," he snarled.
The remark had an interesting impact on me, moving me forward.
"Oh I don't know, having a queer flatmate isn't that bad" I said, coyly, stretching my arm in the door frame. "Maybe I can hit the streets, sell my ass, and get new and better stuff for you" I said in a flirty way.
He didn't have an answer. A moment of silence passed before I hit him with "or maybe I could just suck your cock until you get over it?" A smile broke out on my face, I couldn't help myself. "Or you could take your frustration out another way?"
I swung around and slightly bent over, showing off my ass to him.
"What...what the fuck" Tommy meekly replied.
"It's simple," I said, sitting on the bed. "Getting robbed sucked, but...it wasn't all bad" I said as I reached under the covers and grabbed his hard cock. This was risky, but I somehow knew it would be welcome.
"Just pretend I'm a chick, tomorrow I'll go buy some slutty clothes so next time it'll be easier" I said as I slowly stroked his cock. "It will be our little secret."
With that, I flung the blanket off him and put his cock in my mouth. I immediately swallowed half of it and really played it up with moaning and slurping noises. Tommy jutted forward but then slumped back, either unable or unwilling to pry my cocksucking mouth off of him. I removed his dick for a second so I could jerk him off and lick his balls.
His breathing accelerated so I slowed it down a bit. I loved sucking him off, but I wanted his sperm in my ass this time around. I gave his shaft one last loving lick and then kissed the head. He was laying back with his eyes closed so I seized the moment. I grabbed his shaft, got into a reverse cowgirl position and lowered myself onto it.
"Oh fuck, what the fuck, this isn't right," Tommy whined.
"Mmmph, let Angie take care of you, baby. Your dick feels so nice in my pussy" I said in a girly voice, no longer feeling like that boring loser Andy. Being Angie the sissy slut was more fun!
