"Thanks" She smiled back. "So do you want to go see that new scary movie that just came out?"
"Sure!" He replied, almost grinning ear to ear. He knew that this meant that he could provide a nice big shoulder to cling to, which was good enough for him.
The movie date ended up going pretty well that time, and she had his arm in a vice grip almost the whole time. He didn't mind of course. Eventually, they got back to his apartment and started cuddling on the couch while watching a TV series about a time traveling doctor, though not much attention was on the show.
After almost another hour of cuddling, she reached down and unzipped his jeans. He gave her a big grin and she said to stay right where he was. She quickly undid his belt and button, and pulled his pants down to his ankles. He didn't need any further prodding as his cock was at full attention. She looked up and gave him a sly smile and then took his whole cock into her mouth. She worked her tongue around a bit in her mouth and he thought for sure he was going to explode right then and there.
She started bobbing her head up and down while he sat back and enjoyed the blow job. He kept letting out grunts and groans of pleasure. And soon he could tell he was getting close. "Just gotta go a little longer..." he thought to himself. He was so close, but he didn't want to lose it too quickly.
That's when she brought her hand around and started to fondle his balls ever so enticingly, and this was the final straw for him. She felt his cock expand in her mouth, and she didn't pull away fast enough. Soon his cock exploded, sending a stream of cum partly into her mouth and partly onto her face. She swallowed what was in her mouth, relishing in the taste, and then seductively used her finger to get the rest of the cum off of her face and drip it into her mouth.
Chloe then crawled up him and started making out with him. He thought he tasted something funny in her mouth, which he assumed was his own cum, but he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to make out with her just because of that. They then made out for a solid 20 minutes, with him massaging and fondling her breasts before he pulled back and asked her if she wanted anything in return.
She simply smiled and said "No it's fine. This one is on me tonight." And they went back to making out, eventually making it to his bedroom where they fell asleep together.
This ritual of cuddling and blowjobs continued for several weeks after, and eventually he went down on her a few times, using his tongue to part his wet lips, savoring the sweet juices that came out. After about a month or two, they ended up seeing each other more than just Friday nights. Fridays led to Saturdays, and Saturdays led to Sundays which eventually led to almost every weekday, save for nights she had a long lecture. They eventually became a steady couple.
It was after about a year that they started thinking that this could be a serious relationship. The sex life hadn't kept pace and had pretty much died off, save for the occasional blow job or hand job, but now they truly loved each other and wanted to be together more and more. And although he was a bit disappointed by the lack of action, he was always happy to be with her. He had one time asked for normal sex, but she vehemently refused, so he didn't push the issue.
It was their second year anniversary when she came over and they shared a very romantic dinner once again without sex or anything, despite Ryan's prodding. Instead, she asked for a glass of water. He lazily got up and went into the kitchen. The dishes hadn't been done lately, but there were still plenty of cups left. Abruptly, a thought occurred to him. He went into his bedroom with the pretense he was grabbing a cup he had used earlier that day. He opened his closet ever so carefully, and reached for the bag down in the corner. He retrieved a carefully wrapped package, and cautiously opened it. Inside was a rather oddly charming mug of sorts. It was a simple thing, and looked like something you buy at an antique store, and definitely old. He quickly returned to the kitchen and filled the mug with water.
He returned to find her on the couch in her "snuggle" position and gave her the mug, saying it's all that was clean. She happily took a sip. Something felt odd about it, but it was definitely the best water she'd ever had. Quickly she downed half of the water and set the mug off to the side. They snuggled together to watch TV for a little longer to simply enjoy each other's company. At one point Ryan said he was thirsty, and Chloe gave him her mug and he had a sip.
After just a short while a rather peculiar sensation came over Chloe. She had a...itching feeling all over her body. She couldn't help but try to casually scratch at it. She noticed Ryan had the same issue. She felt her arms and legs itch something fierce but no matter how much she scratched it wouldn't go away. Suddenly she heard a soft pop of a bone realigning and felt her face changing shape. It was too much for her and she passed out on the couch.
Ryan was also experiencing the strange sensations, specifically in his chest. It itched like crazy and the more he scratched it the worse it felt, but he simply couldn't stop. He had to keep scratching. He hardly noticed when it seemed that he was growing a pair of boobs. They kept swelling until they were about an A cup did he notice. He suddenly became very alarmed. Then his relatively short hair spurted and started growing. His scalp felt like it had thousands of little bugs crawling all over it. He scratched and scratched but nothing could get it to go away. Soon enough he could see auburn hair coming down in front of his eyes. Just as his brain started to process this, he felt his bones popping and rearranging right underneath his skin. Much like Chloe he couldn't handle the noise and soon passed out.
After about three hours Ryan awoke. He was too groggy to remember what happened and simply lifted Chloe up into his arms with newfound strength. He carried her to his bedroom and laid her down on one side. He then made his way to his side and flopped down, not even caring to remove his clothing.
Chloe awoke to a ray of bright sunshine finding its way through the dreary winter sky, although it was quickly blotted out again by oppressive clouds. She kept her eyes closed, hoping to go back to sleep. She felt a very soft, almost feathery blanket across her back and on part of her arms. Comforted that Ryan had brought her to bed and covered her up, she fell back asleep.
Meanwhile, Ryan was up and about. He had felt the same feathery softness on his body in the morning, and he was absolutely giddy with excitement. "It actually worked!!" He thought to himself.
The mug he gave to Chloe the night before wasn't just any normal mug. It had been handed down for generations by his family. The tradition was to give the mug to the eldest child first, and when he or she had used it, it would go on to the next child. So on and so forth this tradition went for many a generation. According to his ancestors, the mug transformed the drinker into the giver's dream partner, and also the opposite, making the giver the drinker's dream partner. Additionally, the giver could make requests as to what their new body would be, but they still wouldn't know what they were going to transform into.
In the present moment though, Ryan awoke to exactly what he had hoped for...Well, almost. Chloe lay in bed in serene slumber. She had changed overnight to become a near copy of his dream woman, Anna Kendrick. However, unlike Anna her hair was a dark red, with a smooth flow with few curls. She had kept her lovely C cups, although her boobs were noticeably perkier than before, with cute little nipples capping them. She was a little shorter than before too, and stood at about 5'2". She had a flat stomach, with no hair below her eyebrows on her body. She had appropriately flared hips and a nice, pert butt. She had a very petite, almost pixie look about her now. The most obvious change however, was the angel wings that spread from her back. They were pure white and were as soft as clouds. They stretched just below four foot in either direction and were lazily spread across the bed.
Ryan had also changed, but instead of waking up expecting to be some dream guy, he was more than a little shocked to find that he wasn't a man by any definition. It seems that Chloe wasn't exactly longing for a man...
