I thought, I was funny, but in fact I have been an ashole to my girlfriend very often. Once, I found a can of "Magic Powder" in a gift shop for only 1$. It was a cheap joke. I sprinkled some of it on her vibrator, because this thing did magic things to her. Funny, right? Well, in the end, she didn't share that opinion. Even worse, she used her toy in the dark, so she couldn't see the glitter. She just noticed its effect, because the powder was magic.
That evening she wore very short jeans clothing and overkneeheels, but I was so deepened in my computer games, that I didn't noticed. Eventually she went to bed dissapointed and without me. Minutes later I heard a muffled scream from the bedroom. I rushed over to her, switched the light on and saw the misery. My girlfriend had grown a dick. Somehow she assumed, whose fault it was. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" she shrieked. "I...uhm...What happened?" her dick still sparkled like the magic powder and she must have read it from my face, because hers got a look filled with hatred. "YOU DID SOMETHING TO MY DILDO AND WHEN I USED IT, IT TINGLED AT FIRST AND NEXT IT ATTACHED TO MY VAGINA. NOW I HAVE THIS DICK. WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Megan screamed in tears.
My best defence would be the truth, I thought. So, I explained her everything: "I'm so sorry, I didn't want this to happen. I even didn't know it could happen. Today I bought this can at the gift shop in the mall." I got the can from my bedside table and gave it to her, which was a big mistake in the aftermath. "I wanted to play a prank on you: You'll get out your dildo and see the magic powder on it, because it does something magic to you. Again, I'm so sorry!" Megan looked at me, blowing through her nostrils, then she went to the closet. "It's time that you get one of your stupid pranks back. Take this!" She covered her biggest bra with almost half of the powder and put it on my chest. But she wasn't done yet. From her bedside table she got a brunette wig, we sometimes use for roleplaying, and soaked it with the other half of the can. She walked agressively around the bed and slammed the wig on my head, that some powder fell in my face. The effects began to occur promptly. The wig was no longer a wig, it became my hair. I was brunette now with long hair. The powder in my face softened my features. And speaking about the bra. I grew big round tits, while the rest of my body adjusted to my sudden changes. I became completely female within 20 seconds.
My girlfriend was still mad at me, but I could see in her eyes a bit of dismay about what she had done with me. Nevertheless, we haven't changed a word for two day, nor left our house. But we shared similar problems. I wasn't used to have a woman's body. During each activity my new long hair blocked my vision, not to speak about brushing them. I walked around in a tank top and boxer shorts, because all my other clothes didn't fit anymore. She tried to ignore them, but everytime Megan saw my nipples under the fabric, I could glance a bulge in her trousers, which seemed too tight at all now. She usually vanished into the bathroom for 20 minutes. From my own puberty I knew, what she was doing there. I couldn't help myself. That bulge made me feel hot as well. But I was bad at satisfying women as a man and still as a woman. I wasn't able to lower the pressure. When I walked through our living room, she looked at me from head to toe, like I did a thousand times to women at a bar or in the streets. I started doing our meal as I did many times before, but everytime I reached for something in the upper cupboards my arm collided with one of my tits. Of course it was bound to happen: I reached for a plate, hit my boob and shards spreaded over the work surface. I sighed heavily and my girlfriend grabbed my hand. "Come with me" were the first words she spoke to me after two days.
She gave me another bra and showed me, how to put it on. "They still will be in the, but they don't fly around so uncontrollable anymore." Next thing was my hair. She showed me how to brush them and tie them in a simple ponytail. "Now you won't need to remove your hair every 10 seconds from your face. You look cute now." "Thanks" I just said. "Not for that, a woman needs a compliment sometimes." Megan answered. "No, I wanted to say thank you for your help. I can only apologize further thousand times, but it won't make it better. I just wanted to be funny." I said. "I was mad at you, because your pranks are often so stupid. I know, you hadn't evil intentions and I surely overreacted due to my new limb, which seems to have its own mind. I need to say sorry as well. Peace?" I smiled and said: "It will alway have its own will, but don't hesitate to explore it, then your dick won't be so affectable anymore." Megan's eyes gaped in shock, she felt caught. But I reassured her: "Yeah, I noticed how you look at me. And I have to say, I somehow like it. Right now, your movements, you are seeking for more space in your pants." "I don't know, I like your new female form very much. Do you mind, if I do you some make up?" Her question caused a funny feeling in my stomach. I was new to all this woman being stuff, but I agreed without any doubt. While she dressed me in a pink set of lingerie and made me up in matching colours, she moved around me and I could see her constant boner. Earings, bracelets, nail polish and a hairstyle rounded up my new appearance. When she was done, I held her face and said: "Let's do it! We both like your dick and I received a lot of blowjobs from you. I don't know what's happening to me, but righ now, I want to give one."
I repeated, what I liked in certain movies and when my girlfriend gave me oral. And I think, I did my job very well, because Megan grunted and moaned, while I had her dick in my mouth. And yes, it arouse a desire for more. Shortly before she came, Megan pulled out and shot her load on my tits. "Sorry, I never liked the cum in mouth and swallow thing. Why should I force you to do something, I don't like? How was it for you?" "It was great. It's like my whole body is on fire. I would really like to do it by myself now, but sadly I haven't puzzled how to do it." Megan smiled and pushed me gently. "Lay down, I'll show you!"
Over the following weeks she teached me all women's tricks: picking an outfit, makeup, walking in heels, chosing and doing a fitting hairstyle... In return I showed her how to hide a boner, adequate walking without crunching your balls, sitting properly (yes, men have to learn that as well) and some things more. While I became less playful, Megan got more into her inner child. It must be a hormonal thing. She played some little pranks at me. Her upper body remained as I met her, but her legs became stronger and grew more body hair. But her mind got affected too. Everytime she walked past me, she squeezed either my boobs or slapped my ass. She was more lusty now, which I admired. When she got hot, it took only minutes to pass on me too. We grew into our new bodies that didn't fear to leave the house anymore. First shoppings for groceries were done in wide sweat shirts and sweatpants. But we learnt that the public saw us as a proud lesbian couple and we embraced our feminity. One day we got ready to eat at a restaurant. Since it was our first kind of date for a while, I decided to dress up. I really wanted to appeal Megan. So, I put on a pink dress with black lacy arms, matching stockings and black heels. The best part of my outfit: it was all mine. I often lent clothes from Megan, but these were all mine and she didn't knew them. She waited for me in the living room when I came down the stairs and asked: "Do you take me with you looking like this?" Megan turned around and gawked at me, not to ignore the visible sudden tightness in her pants.
"Wow, Victor, you look stunning!" she expressed her admiration. "Actually, after all those weeks I don't think, I'm a Victor anymore. Do mind to call me Victoria?" She agreed and we left the house. On our way from the car to the restaurant she put her arm around my waist and I felt safe in her arms. We had a wonderful dinner, we talked, we laughed and we went home. We were already making out in the front yard. Clothes became traces to the bedroom. She rubbed her tip on my labia, when I stopped her. "Let's do it without condom. I think I'm ready." Megan kissed me and entered my pussy. We fucked for hours and in the end she came in me. When her semen hit my inner walls heat and pure sensation spreaded all over my body. I knew this was a special night.
Megan's car rolls up the driveway. I prepare myself on the bed almost naked. The slip is her only barrier. The front door opens "Vic, I'm back." "I'm waiting upstairs." is my response. She comes into the bedroom and smiles. We kiss each other and she rubs my six months pregnant belly to greet my little inhabitant. Then she goes up to my heavy swollen breasts. Ever since my body reacted to the pregnancy my pussy became much more sensitive, leading me to higher and more orgasms. If I could, I would have Megan in me all the time. She lives her personal paradise: she is starting a family, has a sexy wife, who wants her cock all the time and the best of all: We are not just a couple anymore. We are best friends.
