Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis

... cock as she came. Her anal pulsations corresponded with my mother teasing my extended pink sheath with her tongue. I groaned. I felt my own balls tighten and knew I was getting close to coming.

I tried to edge, but then looked down at my cock that was half out of Olympia’s ass with her pink flesh sheathed around it. My own ass flesh was slipping deep into my mother’s throat and I couldn’t hold back any more. I drove my cock hard into Olympia’s ass – stretching my own sheath even further and sending a thick load of slime and jizz from my cock into her waiting ass as a fresh round of seed ripped from her cock all over her daughter’s faces.

I felt like my entire world was pouring out of my cock. There had been so much build up to this moment all week that the release was earth-shattering.

Suddenly a tingle shot up my spine, giving me a shiver. I recognized that sensation – it was the same tingle I had felt when I had initially taken on the light phallite and my body had began to change. I had also felt a tingle like that briefly when Alura and I had our cock-on-cock fuck.

I leaned back. My cock slowly slid free of Olympia’s asshole, her ass flesh clinging to it and sliding out of her asshole against my meat a few inches until it finally came loose and slipped back inside. My cock head popped free, sluicing slime and come across her asshole.

I felt woozy. Something was happening.

“Russel…” I heard my mother’s voice as if from far away. I sank into a nearby ...

... chair, my head in my hands, tingles shooting up and down my spine – and across my body. I shivered.

I felt my mother’s hands on my shoulder. I looked up at her.

“It’s okay,” I heard her say. “It’s all okay.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant. Of course it was okay. I tried to stand up but my weight felt off, like I had suddenly gained weight, or the weight I had had somehow shifted.

I rubbed my eyes. What the fuck was going on.

I looked down. My eyes grew wide. I stumbled inside to the bathroom mirror, my mother at my side. The person who looked back out at me had the features of a phallite female except for the large cock and balls hanging between their flared hips, coated with slime and come. Her face was just like mine except more finely featured and feminine, her breasts were large and milky, her waist narrow, her hips wide.

I looked down at my body. That person was me.

It was just like I had dreamed. It was exactly like I had fucking dreamed.

PART XV

My mother put her hands on my shoulders as I stared at my female body in the mirror – female except for the monster meat stick still hanging between my thighs. New sensations rolled through me, new feelings, new thoughts. What the fuck.

“Russel,” my mom said. “Are you okay?”

“Okay?” I said. “Okay? How the fuck am I okay? I have a woman’s body now. I’m still a straight man in a hot woman’s body. How can that be okay?””

I looked at my body again. Heavy breasts with high nipples atop wide aureoles ...