Be Careful What Your Jerk For Ch 03 04

Chapter 3 --Playing Dumb

I wake up in a cold sweat like I was in a nightmare and ran to the mirror. But I turn pale by what I see. What I see reflecting back at me is a freak. Feminine from ankles to wrists with manly feet, arms, and face.

"Be careful what you jerk for", I mutter under my breath. "I'm a fucking freak."

I sit in front of my laptop. Words appear on my screen.

'Now you are starting to see the fruits of your desires Jack. You are becoming what pleases you.'

I jump up from my chair in fear, "what the fuck is this shit?!"

'Jack Jack Jack, calm down. You know exactly what is going on. Think about it Jack. Bye bye.'

"Think about it? THINK ABOUT IT?!" I exclaimed under my breath. "What..." I trail off into thought. Some clarity comes to me and it hits me like a ton of bricks. I'm turning into the girls I jerked off to recently. That has to be the answer. I have been on a bit of a bimbo kick the past week. With every pleasure session, I become closer to what I get off to. I begin searching for a pic of myself. Digging around a couple flash drives I finally find what I'm looking for, a naked pic of myself. Really regret taking that for an ex, but now it might be what I need.

Looking over that pic, I take in my body... err old body. Not quite fat, but definitely not an active form. Dick that's not quite proportional to the size of the frame. A face that's just another in a crowd covered in a scraggly beard. I try my damnedest to make myself horny at, well, myself. But nothing happens. The little nub doing nothing.

"Maybe I need a starter." I think to myself. So I go back to the website and find another bimbo tittied woman dancing for the camera. Sauntering seductively to the camera, she pushes her heavy chest forward, popping the buttons on top of her shirt revealing an impressive rack with deep cleavage. She looks into the camera a gives a wink. Even though I am horny now, the nub does nothing. I fiddle it to some pleasure, but the slit below is emanating a warmth. Curiosity gets the better of me and a slide a finger over the folds. "ooo", I moan. An idea pops in my head. I go and grab my tooth brush. It's one of those vibrating kinds. I turn in on and let it sit over the nub right above the slit.

Watching her dance on the screen is getting me... wet? Such a different feeling from a boner. Instead of an external sensitivity, it is more internal. A building feeling. I continue to slide the 'vibrator' across my slit while watching her breasts dance on the screen. My free hand reaches my chest and I cup the lump like it was a full, fake breast. "Ooo", I moan out again. Building and building, I feel something coming over me. I quickly switch over to the naked pic of myself. Trying hard to get myself off to it. But in an instant, all that building goes away. I just don't find myself attractive. "And now I got blue balls." I let out in frustration. And in that frustration, I go back to her. The video kept playing and now she is pinching her nipple while pushing a large dildo into her snatch. A feeling of emptiness comes from my own slit. I line up the brush with the opening and push it in. "Ugh," I let out. "OOO", I say louder than before. The feeling of pleasure grows faster and faster doubling me over in ecstasy. "Oh god. YES!" I scream as I am overcome by my first orgasm in this form.

"Jeezus Jackie," came from through the wall. "Keep your 'me' time to yourself huh? I mean, come on."

After the orgasm subsides, I recompile what I have just done. If things continue the way they have been, I'll be fully female now. Or at least almost completely. I crawl into my bed distraught over what will become of me. Curled up in the corner I cry to myself as the changes begin again. My knees are pushing a little higher and my chest pushes away from them as I feel breasts grow on my chest. I feel hair come down onto my shoulders and tingling in my hands and feet. My eyes stay shut during this and eventually I pass out.

I wake up a few hours later to my phone vibrating furiously. I wearily open my eyes and reach for my phone.

"What the fuck now?" I say distraughtly.

'Good Morning Jackie', it read.

"Fucking ass", I mutter under my breath. "MY NAME IS JACK." I yelled after

'That's not a nice thing to say Jackie. You are all feminine now right? I couldn't' completely ruin you. Though, you'll never return to your former body.'

"So, you can hear me too huh? GO FUCK YOURSELF!" I yelled

'Jackie. This is in response to your perversion.'

"What?!"

'You're being punished... Kinda... Maybe... All depends on how you look at it. You will eventually become everything you desired. Why am I doing this? You need to learn.'

"What?!"

'Didn't you just read what I wrote? Here, I just saved a copy to your note pad.'

A ding comes from my laptop.

'Fuck man, err girl, listen. I've been reading over your extensive internet history. It is a sad sad history. Filled with some bigotry, lots of perversion. Even more so of the stuff you thought you scrubbed. Suicide notes are not a thing I take lightly. So I took pity, but I need my fun too. Enjoy Jackie. Your body will know what it wants.'

My phone goes black and starts to reboot. I look on my laptop screen to see a new file on the desktop. It's labeled "Here Jackie".

1. As you know, your body change to what you find pleasurable and will act out accordingly.

2. My pity on you was not just transformations. I'm making your changes go unnoticed. You will change, but others will only know what they see. Everything attached to you will reflect your form. If you try to say something to someone, they won't believe you and they will have to die. Please don't make me do that.

3. You have some weird fetishes Jackie, one disturbing in particular, so you get to experience them since you find them so pleasing.

4. You have to take care of your own wardrobe when not in a game. I bloated your pitiful account to help you along the way.

I put my phone down. Dizziness comes over me and I feel my mind turn to a vapid mush. My body begins to change again, but it feels different from before. Really different. It feels like a hard substance is filling me up all over while a suction feeling takes away the rest of the fat around my body. I double over in pain as I struggle to orient myself even in my small room. My hands find my dresser and I brace against it. My breathing becomes labored as more weight grows around my chest and neck. My ankles and calves ache as they are manipulated into unfamiliar a form. When the pain starts to subside, I struggle to standup straight. I don't recognize the person staring back at me.

In the mirror, what I saw was what would be the perfect plastic bimbo. A short 5'5" woman with huge big fake breasts stares at me. "Fuck I'm S-E-X-Y! hehe", I chuckled with a high pitch sound. 'THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!' I yelled inside my head.

My body starts moving, being drawn to my closet. I opened it to reveal the clothes I was to wear. "Oh yea", I said with gusto. "I'm getting dick tonight!" 'Where the fuck did this shit come from?!' I thought terrified. I tried to fight it, but my hands were not under my control.

What seemed impossible was happening in real time. My body was on autopilot putting on the makeup, clothing, heels, and every accessory that was in the closet. When all was done I was now about 5'10" with the heels. Held in a choker/window top pink with black accent dress were my hard fake breasts. My silicon plumped, dick sucking lips, were coated in cherry red lipstick. My ass filled with jelly like implants were stuffed into a mini skirt. To top it off, my platinum blonde hair, perfect makeup, and everything else a bimbo would dream of made me look like a much younger, much hotter Big Ang.

I turn on my glitter covered iphone and start to make the perfect snap for snapchat. I use the doggy filter with the caption, 'looking for a bone ;-P'. I share it over to my insta as well for my followers. Seconds later, my phone is blowing up with notifications.

"I keep forgetting to turn these silly things off hehe," I giggled into a high inflection. But in reality I had no idea how to and I liked the attention.

'What the FUCK is going on?' I try to say out loud.

"Oh I look FAB-U-LOUS! These new tits are going to like turn heads so fast they'll, uh, um, turn like really fast." Is what comes out of my mouth.

'Oh god, I'm so dumb!' I screamed internally. "Time to pregame with the girls." I said excited. Slamming the door home, I belt a loud, "TIME TO GET WHITE GIRL WASTED!!!" down the hall.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP," sounded from one of the rooms. "SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO STUDY FOR MIDTERMS!"

I yelled back, "DON'T BE SUCH A FUN SPONGE BITCH!" All that was heard next was the click click click of my heels down the hall. Where I was going, I had no idea.

I walked in a hurried pace with my arms together trying to and keep warm. For a spring night, it was chilly. My nipples could cut diamonds, and were proudly poking through my dress. After struggling to keep my mind clear and take in the surrounding, I realized what part of campus I was walking too. It was hard since my phone was in her face for almost the entirety of the walk. It felt like I was a passenger in a car. No, I was in the car but locked in the trunk looking through the access hole from the trunk. Every time she looked up from her social media, I looked for clues to where she was going. At one crosswalk, one where she almost got us killed, I saw the sign. I, err we, were going to the Ι Σ Δ (Iota Sigma Delta) sorority or otherwise known as 'We Suck Dick or I Eat Dick' sorority. They were the sluttiest, fakest looking dumb bitches that learn nothing but how to appraise who would be a good sugar daddy after college. There mantra was, 'It's easy when they're rich, but a skill to find out now'. It made no sense, just like their minds. But probably meaning that it takes skill to dig for gold in college by finding the right guy than to do it when the vein is on the surface?

She pulled our head up one final time at the steps to the sorority house. 'What the fuck am I doing?!' keeps going through my head. 'Body, STOP AND GO BACK!' I commanded. But no response., I was just a passenger on this runaway train.

I rang the doorbell and yelled out, "SUP BITCHES!!!!"

The door opened, and there was Lindsay in a slutty miniskirt. Her pushup bra was working overtime trying to amplify her not so abundant breasts. "Hi," she started but was quickly drawn to the window in my top. Her tone shifted to a jealousy of my additions. "Hi Chrissy, glad you could make it." It hurt her to say it.

My bubbly response was, "Hi Lindsay. Soo good to see you!" I stared at her small chest and sneered, "Maybe daddy can buy you your tits soon. You'll need some time to recover before bikini season." I winked and strutted right past her before she could say anything else. I could feel her eyes burning a hole in the back of my head.

'It kinda felt good to say that, especially because of what she did to me in class. But still, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?'

I bounded up the stairs, my heavy fake breasts hurting with every bounce. I'm glad I have at least some sort of support or else this would hurt a whole lot more.

Now Tiffy was the house leader, so of course she had the biggest room. On the walls were posters of boy toys from previous years. N'Sync, Backstreet Boys, Boys 2 Men, Jonas Brothers (but it was when there young.... creepy), Robert Pattenson, Channing Tatum, Ryan Reynolds...

"here Jackie," two hands are shoved in my face. "drink up you slut, you got some catching up to do." One was a shot of a clear liquor, and the other was a glass of something bubbly.

"Here have another," slurred words coming from a pledge as she shoved another drink in my face. So another shot for me.

"Hey Jackie," Lindsay started, "how are the new tits? Daddy is paying for mine over break."

"Take a look for yourself," I smirked sliding the straps off my shoulders. My thimble sized nipples standing proudly.

"OMG!" she gasped, "you can't even tell where the scars are!" Poking under my breasts, "here?"

"Nope"

Poking under my armpit, "here?"

"Nope"

Now cupping my breast with her finger and her thumb gingerly twisting my nipple, "Not here?"

"MMmmHMMmm," I moan out

"YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHICH DOCTOR!" she slurred, "They feel so real!"

"Later," I wink and pound another shot. "LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED! WOOOOO!" I scream bouncing down the stairs with my tits all the world to see. "Hehehe," giggling. "Gotta put the girls away for now."

The drinks were starting to get to me. I mean me in the trunk. Not the bimbo who popped out of the sunroof and flashed a group of guys. Or the bimbo who tried giving the Uber driver a blowy as a tip. It was a weird sensation. Kinda like being pushed out of an airplane. There was nothing I could do but enjoy the ride and hope I regain control before I hit the bottom. So I metaphorically grabbed a bowl of popcorn and watched as the shit show unfolded on, in, and all around me.

The club was so loud, I couldn't hear anyone. We had our own VIP section. The music wasn't to my taste, but I felt my body move with it. I felt as if I was snatching drinks from one of the waitresses, taking shots from our bottle service. Then I was grinding up on Tiffany, I swear she was bi-drunktual. She mouthed something to me, then mouthed me on the lips. Even as Jack, I hadn't kissed a girl in... well too long. I thought I was going to have a lesbian experience, but then these guys showed up in our section.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I yelled at them

"DON'T WORRY, LINDSAY LET US IN!"

"Fucking bitch", I muttered to myself and took another shot to get back into the groove. I took a quick glance at the guys who walked in and went for the guy grinding on Lindsay as revenge for letting them in. I strut my way towards him and from behind, I grab his thighs as I grind into him. He takes a look behind to see me and my tits pressed into his back. He quickly drops Lindsay and turns to around to me as we start to dance fuck in our section. I think I hear Lindsay say something, but I had just started to drunk suck his face and rub his crotch. 'He feels decently sized' I think to myself. Drunk whisper yelling into his ear, "FUCK ME!"

"Ok," he said with glee. He sat down as I lifted my skirt and moved my thong out of the way. I tried to feel the head of his cock to sit right on it. But he was a bit smaller than I had hoped so I had to find and guide him in. What he lacked in length, he made up for in girth. Even though I was wet from sucking his face and feeling up his body, I had to slam myself into his lap. "OH GOD!" I yelled, "YOU'RE SO THICK!" but it was drowned out by thumping of the music. It was such a rush to be fucking right in the middle of the club.

I was riding him to the beat of the song. "FUCK... OH GOD... SO BIG..." I yelled out without reprisal. The bass and this thick cock were sending me into overdrive. I had never felt anything like this before. I don't know how many times I came, or how long it was going on for. I just wanted more.

No one seemed to care. Tiffy was grinding on her guy while he felt her up, Lindsay was making out with one dude while stroking the pants of another. Jessie was nowhere to be seen. Dana was fighting? No she was talking to her boyfriend? No, definitely fighting. And I was full on getting filled. I did however get odd looks from the bouncer. He knew exactly what was going on. Staring at his bulky, muscular frame sent me over for the biggest time. This was also when drunk boy finally blew his load. Whiskey dick can be good at times if you catch it just right. I felt his warm seed fill me up as the bouncer made gestures to one of his partners.

Female bouncers came over to us and started pulling us girls out of the VIP area. The male bouncer was not as nice to the guys. Three more came out of nowhere and literally dragged them away. Once we were in a quieter area, we were all shouting at the bouncers. One sentence barely ended before the next one started. Even I couldn't tell who was saying what.

"We are paying customers!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you? We have rights you know!"

"Do you know who my daddy is?"

"Sex is not a crime!"

"I'm going to tell all my followers to not come here anymore."

"This is so fucked!"

"You fugly ass bitch!"

"I'm never coming back here"

Meanwhile the guys we were with were literally being thrown out of the club. The one I was fucking was trying to hold his pants up.

We were escorted out right behind them. The guys were tending to scrapes and bruises from their hard landing as they walked away.

I lit up a cigarette and pulled a huge drag. And then I realized I had regained control. But when did it happen? "Oh fuck," I said under my own command. 'Was that it? Am I done with this?' My clutch vibrated as my phone activated. I looked at the message that 'he' had left me.

'You were in command when you walked into the club and had that epiphany. But the night isn't over yet. Back to, as you said, the trunk you go. The bus should be here soon. Enjoy that smoke.'

The bus that showed up was filled with frat guys from campus. One guy leaned out the door and yelled to me. "HEY BIG TITS MCGEE! GIVE US A SHOW!" I happily obliged flashing the bus and everyone on the sidewalk. Then the door opens and two guys came out. Did some gesture with Tiffy and she gives us the all clear. We board the bus and were greeted with shots. I pound it back and fall into a lap. He introduces himself as Doug. I introduce myself and slide into the seat next to him. The music is more background than overwhelming so we actually have a conversation. He talked about himself for a moment until I interrupted him. My hand was not so subtly moving up his inner thigh. I didn't want to pussy foot around. I wanted his footlong in my pussy. So tilted my chin and gave me a kiss while I rubbed his cock to life. After a minute, he stops me saying he didn't want to blow his chance with me. So we grabbed two drinks and made out some more until the bus dropped us off at their house.

Doug quickly guided me to his room. Our clothes were off before the door closed. If they even closed. I push him onto the bed and jump right into the action. He took a tit into his mouth. "MMMmmm" I moan. I grab his substantial cock and slide it right in and went right to the hilt. "Oh FUCK!" we said in unison as he started to pound me from below. During my drunk fuck with Doug, his friend Kyle came into the room.

"Hey Doug," he started, but was surprised to see him fucking me. His jaw was agape at the sight of us.

I look up and lock eyes with him, "wanna... join... hehe?"

"Yea Kyle, join the party bro!" Doug said enthusiastically from below.

"Su..sure," Kyle responded and in seconds he is naked walking towards us.

In between moans, I get out, "over here... stud. Let me... suck that cock... of yours."

"O...O...Ok," he stammered.

"Good boy. Oh god Doug... right there!"

But what surprised me that instead of sticking his dick in my mouth, Doug opened his mouth wide and stole the cock from me. I thought it was an accident, like heat of the moment type stuff. But then I heard "oh Doug" and now I'm completely thrown for a loop.

Brent stumbled next into the room. The look on his face was one going from three sheets to the wind to completely sober. He slurred out, "I fucking knew you two were fucking fags. Took long enough for you two to finally get caught." *bbuuuurrrrrraaaaaaaap* he belched. "Hey, can I get asshole on this chick?"

"Yea... you can fuck... this slut's asshole," I responded in between each thrust. He started to stagger over to the bed, dropping a piece of clothing along the way. Once I felt him behind me, I leaned forward more onto Doug, exposing my puckered asshole. I felt a big hand spreading my ass cheeks while trying to line his cock up with the other. I felt his pecker push against my hole then all of a sudden.