"Oh come on damn it, this isn't cool! You said you weren't going to turn me into a woman anymore!" Malcolm mewled nervously, his whole body already 100% female.
"I said no such thing." Jessie, Malcolm's sister, glared back at her former brother, "I just said I was sick of you stealing my clothes, isn't that right Leah?"
"That's what I remember you saying! Now with a pair of tits like those, he'd never fit in anything of yours!" Leah, Malcolm's sister's friend and fellow coven member cackled.
"Besides, you said it was gross when I said your friend Jack was hot. He's on his way over right now..." Jessie smirked.
Malcolm felt a sudden flush of heat that he recognized from his previous experiences as a woman, "What?! No, come on, you didn't! Tell me you didn't make me so horny I'd have sex with Malcolm!"
"Well that's up to you isn't it?" Jessie rose to her feet, "But do tell me if you think he's hot."
The two witches left, cackling characteristically. Malcolm hated having a sister who was a witch.
A moment later the doorbell rank. Jack's jaw dropped when Malcolm opened the door.
Malcolm felt the familiar flush of heat between his legs intensify. Damn it. He thought to himself as he realized Jack really was hot.
"It's me, Malcolm." Malcolm said, hoping the talking about it might cool the rapidly building fire between them, "Jessie and her stupid friend Leah decided I should have these today." Malcolm hefted his tits, not saying the REAL reason they'd done it.
"Well they did a damn good job! Jesus! Look at you!" Jack stared. The fire in Malcolm's loins grew warmer. "So you're really all the way a woman? Man it is weird your sister is a witch! You've got to let me see those tits."
Malcolm realized he wanted Jack to see his tits. Before he knew it, he'd pulled his top open.
"W-woah! I didn't think you'd..." Jack's staring intensified.
"I'm um- they kind of made me think like a chick too." It was the easiest explanation Malcolm could offer. His eye's traced up and down Jack's hard body, fixating on the bulge in his pants. Malcolm's mouth started to water.
"Woah that's weird! So what, you like- wanna suck dick now?" Jack asked, noticing where Malcolm's eyes were.
Malcolm's cheek's flashed red. Jack had his answer.
"Well, you know, I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do... But, you know, I would like a better look at those tits. And my dick sucked."
Oh fuck it. Malcolm thought to himself, overcome with need. He pulled off his top and then gave his first ever blowjob.
The musky taste. It's spongey firmness. It only made Malcolm hornier.
"Damn! You are amazing at that!" Jack proclaimed, groaning.
"Can we-" Malcolm paused, blushing again se he realized what he was about to ask for. "Let's fuck."
Jack didn't need to be asked twice. In moments they were both naked on the couch, Jack buried balls deep in Malcolm's new pussy, Malcolm's whorish moaning filling the house
Upstairs, Jessie and Leah giggled. What was happening downstairs was obvious.
"He works quick!" Leah snorted.
"Both of them!" Jessie added.
"You know, giving him those tits was a bit tricky. Maybe we should leave him like that for awhile. From the sound of it, I doubt he'd mind." Leah proposed.
"Plus he's going to have a much greater appreciation for how hot guys are!" Jessie chuckled, "I love that plan!"
In the end, Malcolm never did go back to being a guy. "Mal" quickly gained a reputation as a notoriously loose, but cheerful woman who was never happier than when sucking or fucking cock.