Be Careful What Your Jerk For Ch 01 02

Foreword -- My editing skills are not the best and does not help that this story was written on and off for a few years. So there might be some inconsistencies, grammatical errors, first to third person and back, and other oddities. Several chapters of a planned 20 are done for this series... I think. But not in numerical order. I have been sitting on this story and others for literal years and want to share what I have completed so far. So if you missed say Chapter 5 in this series, you are not crazy. They are just not finished yet. Others might get reuploaded as I complete the missing pieces due to reconning. This is my first attempt at a full length story. Enjoy!

Chapter 1 -- The Site

Growing up in the golden age of the WWW, before the censorship wars, sites for porn were plentiful. If you could think of it, there was a porn of it. From straight sex, to gay/lesbian, to hentai and all in-between. Once I had my own computer in college, I was quickly overwhelmed by what was out there. I had been getting by with Playboys and Penthouses that I swiped from the deli. I was fascinated by tits. Big tits, huge tits, fake tits, perky tits on fit frames, bouncing tits, milking tits. Their beauty as they impaled themselves or as they teased their massive mammeries in skimpy clothing while stripping for the camera.

But soon, suggested clicks brought me elsewhere. From big tits, I moved onto big cocks fucking big tits. I was enamored by the women taking those cocks. Those big, veiny cocks. I wasn't attracted to the guy, just the cock. Did that make me gay? I didn't think so. I'm not attracted to guys.

Going deeper into the rabbit hole, I eventually came across big tittied women with big veiny cocks. The difference being, it was their cock. I stumbled upon shemales and it has been my go to for a quick yank and crank along with big tittied, slender women.

A few months go on and my suggested clicks started linking me to hentai, futanari, and other written stories. It was the futanari transformation stories and comics that really got my imagination going. What would it feel like to transform into someone. More weeks go on of searching for futanari mangas, renderings, videos, and stories. I delved into some really weird shit to get off to. But then a wayward click sends me to a ransom-ware type site. I'm frozen in fear with my lube covered hand. The screen goes black as I unplug the laptop and remove the battery. After an hour of cursing to myself for being dumb and going off to unknown sites, I reboot it in safe mode. The screen is blank aside from a blinking cursor as if it was in DOS mode.

'Hello Jack'

WTF?!

'Seems to me you like a range of, let me say, ideas. It is interesting about the bounds of your imagination Jack.'

"Shit!" I yelp. I just got shocked by my laptop.

'Your history these past months has been intriguing, so now you will become what you are pleasured by. You'll never be the same again Jack. Be careful what you jerk for.'

The screen goes black again. The computer reboots and I begin to scour for

whatever it was that just happened.

Chapter 2 -- It's Only the Beginning

Only a week passes before my pent up balls finally urge me to take care of myself. I try to ignore it and I get dressed only to see that I have an awkward boner that won't go down. I have an hour before class; I can release some of this. I go to a safe site. As its loading up, 'Be careful what you jerk for' flashes on the screen. Or did it.

In the search bar, I look up 'big tits bimbo webcam' and one of my favorite videos pops up. She's teasing on screen. Her big tits bouncing in her lacy lingerie. She's sporting an impossible, silicone filled 34G, tight frame, 5'6", and fake, yet real looking ass from implants. Yanking my chain as she dances on screen. Breasts were just staring straight forward, not moving even when she jumped around. She pulled her bra straps down her shoulders. She moves in a way that her bra falls but covers her nipples before they are shown to the camera. Then there they are. Squeezed between her fingers are the tips of her nipples with bars through them. The piercings make her so much hotter. Taking in her body, I imagine it as my own. Imagining that body. Imagining that my hands were cupping my big fake breasts, pinching my pierced nipples. I grab the tissues and blow my load into them. So much cum has come out. "I could've knocked up a cheerleading squad with this one load alone." I chuckled.

I clean up and exhale, "Well, time for class. Not too much longer til finals and summer break."

Walking to class, my pants start to sag. So much to the point that I have to tighten my belt a few more notches. "Shit, what the fuck is going on?" I quicken my pace and run into the bathroom next to the lecture hall. Inside a stall, I drop my pants and look at my waist. It was smaller and firmer than what it was before. I grab my dick in fear. "Good, that's still there. Wait, why does it feel smaller?" Looking at it, it definitely lost an inch, not that I was that big to begin with. I needed all of what I had in case I ever got lucky...

Now I was 5 minutes late for class, shit. I try to silently shuffle in, but my phone betrays me as a notification sound goes off.

"Mr. Bishop, you're late." The professor stated. "Also, no phones in my lecture; you know the rules. Now let everyone know what it was that was so important that it disrupted my class. Ms. Price, please confirm what is on his screen please."

"It says," I start. I read it first before saying it aloud. 'Be careful what you jerk for' it reads. "I'd rather not say what is here professor."

"It says be careful what you jerk for," says Lindsay with a grin. The class uproars with laughter at my misfortune.

"I gotta go," I say as I gather my things and rush out of there ignoring the cackle of my peers.

I ran back to my room like I was running a sprint. Once inside, I strip down to my birthday suit to examine my body. "Ok, here we go." I whisper to myself.

Face... looks the same as before. Chest... there is a hard lump that wasn't there before but following it down to my crotch, it tapers in. My gut had now tapered in slightly and now hairless stomach that goes down towards the middle of my thighs which now bellows halfway to my chunky thighs. Then my hairy legs begin again. My cock, not impressive to begin with was definitely smaller than before and no sack below it. "Where the fuck are my balls?!" I reach down and shocked not only by my tiny cock, but the smoothness of the skin around my crotch. "What the fuck is going on?!" I go from fear to horny whilst my hand feels the softness of this skin. "Why am I getting hard now? Fear boner?" Overcome with confusion, and a raging little pecker, I fire up the laptop. 'Be careful what you jerk for' flashes on the screen. "There it is again. I know it was there this time. First my phone, now this? What the fuck?" But I'm overcome by my horniness and I continue.

Up comes a new video. She's sitting at her laptop, taking her hair out her bun and letting it fall over her shoulders. She lifts her shirt to reveal a pair of fake breasts bigger than I thought from the way she was sitting. Her narrow toned waist was complemented by the vague outline of a 6 pack. She stands, not more than 5'4", and turns around, showing off her silicone ass with a dental floss thong. I start to vigorously rub my tiny cock since I couldn't get a grip on it while she puts her muscular slender leg on the desk and tries to reach for her toes. She struggles due to the immense size. I can see clearly down her cleavage as she looks up to wink at the screen. She reaches for the clasp in front of her bra. Then seductively, she lets her bra fall to the floor. Her breasts jut from her chest proudly. She cups her perky mounds and struggles to bring a nipple to her mouth. The nipple is long, but not obscene, her areola large, but not distracting. Stepping back from the camera, she turns around, and bends over. I can make out her pussy lips from this angle.

"Ugh" I moan while I blew another load into my hand. But instead of wiping it off, I lick my hand clean. "mmm, tasty."

Clarity comes back. What came over me? I need a shower. Yes, a shower will help. The warm water will help me think.

Stepping in the shower, the knobs that were once waist height were higher on my body. Am I shrinking? Looking down at myself, I see a change happen in real time. The slender waist and legs extend further. More of my gut disappears with my torso compacting, and my legs. My legs grow longer and more muscular than they have ever been before. This is a dream. A really bad, really detailed dream.

I jump into the freezing cold water in an attempt to wake up. "Shit that's cold!" I yelp. "Nope, I'm awake. Fuck. FUCK!" I yell

"Keep down over there," I hear through the wall

"Shit", I mutter under my breath.

It stopped. Slenderness, toneness, and hairlessness starts from my knees all the way to my torso. My nipples and areolas are bigger, the hard lumps are now indistinguishable from small breasts, and my cock is a nub of its former self. I reach for it and I am met with a tiny slit with an oversized clit. My foreskin opened up like outer pussy lips. I look like a bad combination of male and female now. Feminine core with male extremities. 'Be careful what you jerk for' flashes in my mind.