Date: Thu, 4 Mar 2021 16:57:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Shannon Christophe Subject: Exploit, part 2 of 2 (Transgender; Magic) Trigger warning: The following story depicts sexual assault. All characters are 18+. "I wish there were ads on the page" said no one ever. Keep Nifty online and ad-free. Donate today! Andy woke up with the feeling that something had died in his mouth, a sure sign of another epic Halloween party. He shuffled to the bathroom, eyes screwed shut in the grimace of the involuntarily awake, stumbling over a discarded bra on the floor. It must belong to what's-her-name. Cheyenne? Shawna? Shania? He and his boys had shared a few slags last night, and thanks to the roofies, the stupid bitches played right along. He loaded up his toothbrush and glanced at the mirror. Both eyes flew open wide in shock, as a pretty face stared back at him. Long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, full lips, what the fuck? He dashed back out to his room and stared at the dresser mirror. Narrow waist, round hips, big tits, flat stomach. He closed his eyes and kicked off his boxers. When he warily looked again, he confirmed that yes, his dick was gone, replaced by a smooth-shaven pussy. He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to make sense of any of this. He had no idea how long he'd sat there when he heard footsteps approaching. He quickly dove under the covers. "Yo, Andy!" Tony entered the room. "Get your bitch ass up already so we can go." He ripped the covers away. "Fuckhead, quit pla... What the? Who are you? Where's Andy?" Andy sat up. "Tony, T, dude, it's me. You gotta help me, bro." That's what he tried to get out, but what he heard himself say was: "Hi! I'm Andi, too. With an i not a y, though. You must be Tony. Andy told me about you." "Where is Andy?" [It's me, T! Oh god what's happening? Fuckin' help, man!] "I dunno. I woke up and he was gone." [T, come on, man, please tell me this is a joke. You gave me acid, right?] "Maybe he went to get food or something." "Yeah. Maybe." "I'm thirsty. You got anything to drink?" Oh fuck no. Tony smiled. "Sure. No problem. I'll be right back." [Don't you fucking dare!] " `kay." Tony left the room. Andy tried to get up and lock the door, but his body didn't obey the thought any more than his speech had. Tony came back with a cup of ice water and handed it to Andi, who drank more than half in one go. [Please tell me you didn't dose this, man.] "Thanks!" Only minutes later, he got his answer. A wave of lethargy swept through her body. Andy tried to fight it. [No way, man! Don't do this!] She yawned and handed the cup back. "I'm still a little sleepy. I'm gonna nap a bit." She lay back and pulled the covers up. "I think that's a great idea," Tony said. Andi's eyes were closed and her breathing even, but Andy was still wide awake. He heard Tony knock on the wall. Jimbo and Scott came into the room. "Check it," Tony said, pulling the covers down. "Holy shit," Scott exclaimed. "This bitch is built!" "God, these titties are perfect," Tony said, squeezing a breast. [Ow! Motherfucker. Quit it!] Scott spread her legs and stuck a finger into her snatch. "Damn. She's already soaking wet. She wants it bad." [No I fucking do not!] Tony shook her. "Wake up, princess. Come play with us." "Mmm? Okay." She climbed out of the bed. The boys stripped off and Scott got on the floor on his back, slipping a condom on. He was rock hard. "Come here, babe." [No! Stop!] "Oooh." Andi stepped over and squatted down. Scott shoved his cock into her hard. She gasped as he filled her cunt. [He cried out in horror.] As she rode Scott's dick, Jimbo moved in from the side. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed his cock into her mouth. [No! Get away from me!] She tongued and sucked with enthusiasm. He'd stay deep in her throat until she started to gag, then pull back, coming in again when she recovered. Tears streamed from her eyes. Hands spread her cheeks. [Please. T. Don't, man.] "Yes," she panted, "fuck my ass." Tony pressed the head of his cock against her asshole. "Yes. Oh yes. Now." [NO!] As his big dick shoved inside her virgin asshole, [Andy screamed in pain.] Andi moaned in pleasure. The boys used her roughly, slamming into every hole over and over. Scott grunted hard and came first. Tony was next, sinking into her ass as far as he could go, his cock swelling until cum filled the tip of the condom. Jimbo skullfucked her for a few more pumps, then pulled out and shot stream after stream of hot jism onto her face and in her mouth. She wiped up all she could and slurped it off her fingers. Tony and Scott withdrew as well, letting Andi move to sit on the floor while she caught her breath. Then the second phase of Becca's design kicked in. The three boys started getting hard again, just as strong as before. They looked at each other in surprise and delight. "Oh hell yeah!" Scott yelled. [no, please.] Andy's protests went unvoiced. Over the next few days, the boys violated him again and again, in every combination, never losing their hard-ons or stamina. Andi always begged for more, no matter how much it hurt. The last phase came at the end of the week. Andi disappeared and Andy reemerged. Tony, Jimbo, and especially Scott--who was getting a blowjob at the time--recoiled in horror at the realization. None of the boys would ever get erections again, and their memories of the prior week would remain sharp and clear until the day they died. If you enjoyed this story, let me know! I love hearing from readers. shannon.christophe@yahoo.com