He grabs my hips hard, and pushes deep inside me. Then he whispers, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna fucking cum!" I've never been more excited in my life as I wait to feel the torrents of his warm cum shoot deep inside me.
Then I wake up. "God damnit" I whisper to myself, still half awake, and frustrated that I didn't get to feel him cum inside me. As I wake up, I start to feel slightly ashamed about the dream, but my horniness takes over and demands much more attention. I look down and see essentially the same as what I saw in my dream. The only difference is that my legs aren't freshly waxed. I lost almost all my body hair because of the formula, but my legs still have that peach fuzz kinda hair on them. I'm overcome with the urge to wax my legs. I try once again to tell myself, "You're a man! Men don't wax their legs, they don't wear skirts, and they don't dream about getting fucked in the bathroom at Starbucks!" I've already gone so far though, and I can feel my resolve breaking. "But I have boobs, and basically a clit. Men don't have that. Maybe...I'm not a man? Whatever!" I stop trying to think and just decide.
"I'm going to wax" I whisper to myself.
As I get out of bed I remember that I haven't finished going through the bags of things Claire bought me. I pull out at least 15 pairs of panties, ranging from g-strings to boyshorts. Then come all the thigh-highs and knee high socks. She went a bit crazy with those too, but they're all cute, or insanely slutty. The ones that are paired with garters, I classify as slutty. She also bought me a schoolgirl uniform. I really hope she doesn't expect me to wear it to class, because that would be too much for me to handle. There are some normal clothes though. She bought me a couple pairs of yoga pants, some booty shorts, bras, a few cute t-shirts, crop tops, tank tops, and some nice shoes and heels. I'm actually kind of excited, I have so many clothes now, and so many choices for outfits! I hesitate, but whatever, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts. There are a couple bags left that I haven't gotten to yet. When I open the first one I'm pleasantly surprised. I had forgotten about makeup and jewelry! Claire didn't though, and all I can think about is how much money this cost. She'll be pretty pissed when I switch back.
This bag has foundation, eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner- everything a girl could dream of. She even bought me a few pairs of earrings, some silver and some gold because she doesn't know my preference. With my skin tone, obviously silver. "I'm talking more like a girl, shit." I whisper to myself, but I'm quickly distracted when I notice that she got me nail art stencils. "I can paint little flowers on my nails! These are fucking cute!" I say to myself, picking the stencils up. I remember the last bag and grab it, assuming it will be more clothes. I was wrong though.
When I open the black bag I'm met with something I definitely had not expected: a plethora of sex toys. On top is a really realistic cock, just like the one Claire has, but underneath that is an inflatable dildo, a butt plug, a vibrator, two more dildos, anal lube, flavored condoms, nipples clamps, and handcuffs. "Jesus christ" I whisper as I take all of the contents out of the bag. I can't help being tempted by the dildo though. It even has veins, and balls, and the head of it is the perfect shape and color. I reconcile that I'll wear the yoga pants as pajamas, hide the dildo and lube in a towel, and go use some of Claire's waxing strips in the bathroom. "I'm just making the most of things" I say to myself as I walk out the door, trying to justify this to myself.
I tip-toe to the bathroom to avoid waking up Claire. I have class early today, so she's still asleep while I get ready. Once I get to the bathroom I take my clothes off and examine myself in the mirror. My boobs kept growing for a few days after I took the formula, but they seem to have stopped on the bigger end of a C-cup. My nipples are small and perky, they're always hard, but Claire says that will stop after a few more days. My hair has started growing a lot slower too, it's about a third of the way down my back now, and Claire has been making me use her shampoo to make sure it stays healthy. My face looks distinctly feminine now. My lips are fuller, my eyelashes longer, eyebrows thinner and more shaped, and my jaw rounder. I guess it's right that I should start dressing as a girl now, I only barely pass as a guy anymore. My cock might even be less than 2 inches now, but it's hard after that dream; my hardon hasn't gone down since I woke up. My balls are quite a bit smaller too, which I guess is to be expected with the chemical change in my body. My waist got pretty small, too, but all the fat from my waist just went down a few inches to my hips. My hips are wide, and my butt is pretty damn ample, as if it wasn't big enough already. Fortunately though, because I already did so much cardio, I have a bubble butt that is super perky. I've gotten used to checking it out daily now, and the panties I wear just make it look even rounder. I'm only about 5'5" now, a couple inches shorter, but nobody else seemed to notice.
After giving myself a look, I grab the waxing strips out of the bathroom closet. In my excitement to have ultra smooth legs, I just ignore the instructions on the box and pull out the strips. I place one onto my leg and then press it down hard to make sure it's stuck. I expect it to hurt a lot when I pull it off, but instead it just stings a little bit. I don't really have much hair to take off, but where I waxed it looks and feels much smoother. It only takes me a few minutes to get both my legs done, but then I can't stop feeling my legs up and down. They feel so smooth and feminine, I love it. I turn on the shower, and as I wait for it to heat up I can't stop eyeballing the dildo. "Maybe I should jack off in the shower, then I won't want the dildo." I say to myself quietly.
It feels amazing to step into the warm shower and feel the water on my smooth legs. I look down and see that I still have some pubic hair above my little dick. "Hrmm" I grab a razor and shave a cute little landing strip into my pubes. It looks way cuter and more feminine, much better. I start playing with my clit, but it doesn't really feel like much. After 10 minutes, I get frustrated and hop out of the shower to grab the dildo and the lube. Lucky for me, the dildo has a suction cup on the bottom, so I suction it to the ground and get my ass nice and lubed up. Then, slowly, I sit myself down onto the nice big dick and start slowly riding it, feeling the head and then every vein on the shaft slowly inch into me until I reach the balls. "Mmmph" I can't help but moan when I feel that I've bottomed out the cock inside me. It went in really easily, strange, but I guess it's just because I'm so horny.
Soon I'm riding the dildo hard, going all the way to the top, and then shoving the whole thing back inside me forcefully. This feels way better than when I jacked off, and without thinking about it I start moaning as the cock penetrates deep inside my ass. I start feeling something I've never felt before. It feels like a building sensation, kinda like an orgasm, but different. It's building in the pit of my stomach, and then, without warning I start to have an orgasm. I don't cum though, I just can't stop moaning and fucking myself on the long dick, and my ass clenches hard around the dildo as my body starts to lose control. It feels like I'm cumming, but without actually cumming. I collapse into a heap on the floor of the shower, feeling incredibly satisfied, but still horny because I didn't actually cum. I think I've been in the shower long enough though, and turn the water off once I get all the lube off the dildo and shampoo out of my hair.
As I step out of the shower onto a towel I hear a knock on the door. "Oh Nellie!" Claire chirps through the door. Oh shit, was I being loud?
"Yes ma'am?" I say, my already high voice cracking with nervousness.
"I couldn't help but overhearing you in the shower, and was wondering if you could use some help in there!" She giggles. "Open the door." I have to obey, and dutifully I open the door. She barges in. She grabs my neck and forces me forward over the counter. She grabs my ass and spreads it wide so she can see my asshole. "Wow. I'm glad you liked my gift!" She laughs, sliding her finger in circles around my still quivering hole. "What a nice boypussy you have. That's what it is by the way, a boypussy." She slaps my buttcheek hard and steps back, which lets me stand up straight again, although I can hardly stand straight with the shock and shame I'm feeling.
