Drugs, Drugs, Drugs: Sugar and Cream
by Hugo Prosperio
The job offer had been as much of a surprise for Keren Volta as it had Luther, her husband. He had been offered a high paying position for a publishing company based in Jizza. He had been working his way up the ranks at a small press in Ondora, but the pay had never been quite what Luther felt he deserved. The company in Jizza was bigger and had larger exposure. They were one of the largest book printers in the empire and had even taken tablet reading to new heights when other publishers had shied away from a digital format.
“You...you don’t mind us making the move?” Luther asked Keren. She had pondered this over the few days since Luther came to her with the news.
“Yeah, it’s fine. I can still do my writing from there. Perhaps you can even get something of mine published with this new place.” she said.
“Possibly, but what about…” he started.
“The transformations. It’s in the water, right? Well, we just don’t drink their water. It’s that simple. If I don’t imbibe their water, I won’t gain any desires to become a male creature. That is unless you want me to.” she said with a teasing nature.
“I’m being serious.” he said. “I don’t want to put you in any danger.”
“I did the research. I looked into water filters, but even the best filtration system can’t filter out the drugs entirely. They are still there in some form, so it’d happen, just slower. However, there are companies that will deliver water from Odora and other areas of the empire to us. Might cost a little extra, but you are going to be making it anyway. We’ll be fine.”
“Wow, you did do the research.” he said.
“I don’t want you to lose this opportunity.” she said as she pecked him on the cheek.
It didn’t take long for them both to decide it was the best course of action. They found a small little one bedroom apartment in Jizza for a fairly decent price. It used to belong to a lesbian couple who had both fallen prey to the desires of Jizza and had moved into the Masculinity Clinic in the center of town. It had opened recently and was still kind of a fledgling operation, but they were happy to take in transformers or transform those who wanted it badly enough. At least that’s what their realtor had said. It was hard understanding the man who sold them the place, as his mouth was an anus, but they found the place liveable, and it wasn't’ out of their means, which was something both Keren and Luther were keen on.
It took a while for them to get settled, but eventually they had the lay of the town, and felt quite at ease. The odd male creatures of the town had never been something that bothered her, and in fact she enjoyed talking with some of them, and even began to write about them. She had been looking for a topic to consider a book on, and perhaps these people affected by the town’s strangeness would be a good subject. About four months after their move, she mentioned this to Luther to see what he thought.
“I think that’d be wonderful.” Luther said as he packed his lunch for work. “I could try pitching it at work if you like.”
“Oh could you? That’d be amazing. I know this phenomenon is something people in other cities would love to read about.”
“Tell you what, I have a dinner meeting with my boss and his wife tonight. Why don’t you come along and pitch it yourself.” he suggested.
“Your boss is okay with that.” she asked. “I mean, he owns one of the biggest publishing companies in business today.”
“I told him you were a writer and he even said we’d have to see about getting a book or two out of you.” Luther chuckled.
She made sure to wear the nicest outfit she had, a business shirt and jacket combo with a skirt and heels. “Dress to impress.” she said to herself as she smoothed out the outfit while looking in her mirror.
They arrived at the house of Luther’s boss, a gentleman named Ted Bolens. His butler opened the door and let the couple in. “Mr. Bolens is awaiting your arrival in our dining room. I shall lead the way.” he said.
“A butler. Fancy.” Keren whispered to her husband, who chuckled at her amusement. They were led to a large dining room with a table that could easily seat dozens of people if someone wanted to. Sitting at the table was an older man, slicked back hair, with stripes of grey peppered into his cold black locks.
“Welcome, Luther, and welcome to you Keren! I’ve heard so much about you!” he said as he stood up and walked around the table. He took Keren’s hand and kissed it lightly before giving Luther a handshake that then became a hug. “Please have a seat. Vera will be with us momentarily.”
The three made small talk over the next several minutes, but their discussion was halted when a large imposing figure walked into the room. Keren looked up and saw a muscular mass of a...thing step in.
“Hello darling” it said in a deep husky voice. It stepped into the dim light of the room, and Keren had to stifle her reaction, lest she seem rude. What she saw looked like an oversized male body builder with large broad shoulders that created an upside down triagle of muscular flesh for the torso. Interestingly it had no head. Instead, part of a face sat nestled in the center of the chest, between two large pectorals. Eyes and a mouth and nothing more. It was wearing only a tiny thing that could barely contain what Keren estimated to be a very large penis. It wiggled with every motion of the creature, threatening to pop out at any second, a thought that almost made Keren giggle like a child. Huge muscular legs ended in manly large feet with a coating of hair that was more than even Luther had.
“Luther, Keren, this is my wife, Vera.” Ted said as the large muscular being sat down next to him.
“I didn’t know your wife was transformed.” Luther said, hoping it wasn’t an offensive topic.
“Oh, did I forget to mention that. Well, it’s been a while and sometimes I forget she hasn’t always been like this.” he said as the two held hands.
“How long have you been...like this.” Keren said, her tongue fumbling the words, betraying how nervous she was to ask. This made Vera chuckle.
“Oh hard to even say, It’s been years. Sort of near the start of the whole Jizza phenomenon, we came here on vacation, and I didn’t heed the warnings about the water. I drank it all week without thinking, and a tiny urge began to grow. Soon I was taking day trips here to Jizza all the time, the urge only growing larger. Eventually I confessed to Ted that I wanted to be male, and not just male, but large and imposing and sexy.”
“What could I say. When I found out about the water contamination here, and then her constant return visits, I knew there was no stopping it. That’s one of the reasons I relocated here to Jizza, packing up shop and bringing it along. For her benefit, well, his benefit.”
“That’s very romantic.” Keren said. “Forgive me for prying and this might be too far, but do you two still...um…”
Vera let out a loud rumble of a laugh. “Of course we do. We aren’t that much different from your average gay couple, well, except that I don’t have a head.”
“Why is that?” Keren asked. This could make great material for her book.
“Oh, well, the process I chose basically overloaded me with testosterone and it increased muscle growth exponentially. Eventually my head was absorbed to make more muscle for my chest. It was quite the ride!” he said.
“Fascinating.” she said.
“And have you begun to desire the changes?” Vera asked of Keren.
“Oh, no, we’ve taken precautions to avoid that. Our water is shipped in from Ondora.” she replied.
“What a shame. I bet you’d make a lovely male creature.” Vera said.
“I imagine that’s true, but I like the way I am quite a lot.” she said with a chuckle. “but that’s not to say I can’t appreciate the choices of others. I think you are quite striking.”
“Well, thank you” Vera stated. “Ted tells me that you are thinking of writing a book about the phenomenon here in Jizza.”
She was surprised. She hadn’t even mentioned it.
“Luther gave me a call before we arrived to let me know why you’d be joining him.” Ted said. “I for one think it’s a splendid idea. I very much enjoy the writing you’ve been doing on your blog.” he said as dinner was served by a few of the kitchen staff.
“Well, I think the idea of people being drawn to this new desire is truly a compelling story. I mean, after that study said that the water wasn’t contaminated, but the numbers of transformees didn’t drop, well, something interesting is happening here, and I get to sort of see it and cover it from a closer view than most.”
“Well, obviously there are lots of things to be worked out, but I am certainly on board. Get me some writing samples and we can perhaps move forward with this book.” Ted said as he poured gravy over the thick slices of meat that were on the plate.
The four of them ate and talked and ate and drank and talked some more, for what seemed like hours. Eventually Ted and Luther pulled aside to talk some work stuff, so Keren ventured into a sitting room with Vera.
“You don’t have to lie to me. I know you may not want to scare your husband, but you can tell me if the desires are rising.” Vera said.
“I am actually telling the truth. We do ship in all our water, and thus far, I’ve not felt any side effects. Curiosity is different than desire.”
“That it is. But here curiosity can lead to places you may not be expecting to go. I mean, look at me!” He said with a chuckle.
“I also want to have kids some day. Becoming male would cut the chances of that down to none.”
“You can always adopt!” Vera suggested.
“Yeah, I know, but, I really want to do it the old fashioned way.” She joked.
The two shared a laugh and began to discus Vera’s day to day life as a muscled man-thing, and Keren found she enjoyed the company of this person.
“I read on your blog that you do your best writing in coffee shops?” Vera said. “Ted showed me the links your husband sent over.”
“Well, yeah, I find it’s good to sit down in a place and just write. The ambience of coffee shops is something that stimulates me.” she said.
“Good. Can I make a suggestion for one?” he asked.
“Sure. I am always on the lookout for the next coffee shop I’ll spend hours in.” she said.
Vera scribbled down a name and an address and gave it to Keren with his thick fingers. “Do go there. It’s a wonderful place””
“Thank you so much, and thanks for the great night. You and your husband were wonderful hosts.” Keren said with a bow of respect.
“Oh it was nothing. I hope to see lots of you and your husband, especially if that book happens. I am always open for an interview, by the by.” he said.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” she said as Ted and Luther returned.
As they exchanged goodbyes for the evening, Vera whispered to Keren. “That cafe uses imported water, so no need to worry about that.”
“Oh, that’s great. Thank you again!” she said as she took Luther’s hand and they made their way out of the large house.
Vera chuckled. “It’s not the water you need to worry about.”
“What was that dear?” Ted asked.
“Oh, nothing. Just thinking out loud.” he chuckled.
Later that night, Keren wrote copious notes for her book just from her basic conversation with Vera, and she was thrilled. “This is going to be very good.” she mused as she turned off her computer and headed to bed.
A few weeks passed, and Keren had written a majority of her outline for the book, but was still trying to finalize a last few ideas for it. She needed to get out of the house and just write, and she remembered the cafe Vera had recommended. She found the scrap of paper and decided to give it a shot.
The shop wasn’t far from her house, but oddly she hadn’t seen it before because it ventured into an area of the town that she barely had any reason to go to. As she walked down town she saw more and more transformed people. It seemed to her there was a high concentration of them in this area of town, possibly to the new Masculinity Clinic that had been built to help transformees cope with their new life or help those desiring changes to make safe transformations in the hands of professionals.
Rounding the corner, she found the cafe. It was quaint, small, and didn’t draw attention to itself, which made it stick out a bit more than usual in a region where lots of things grabbed ones attention. It even had a simple sign above the door that read CAFE with no other name or logo. It felt old fashioned,
The bell above the door rang as she entered and a waitress walked over. “We are open seating today, honey, just grab a seat and plop yourself down.” she said to Keren.
Keren found a nice little booth and pulled out a pad of paper and pen with her outline written on it. She began to scribble notes down before the waitress returned.
“Welcome. What are you writing, if i may ask?” she said.
“Oh notes for something I am working on. Just a mess really.” Keren replied. She looked over and realized that it looked like the ravings of a crazy person to anyone but her.
“Well, good luck! Can I get you something.” the waitress asked.
“A coffee would be lovely.” Keren said.
The waitress jotted it down, then asking how Keren would like the coffee prepared.
“Two sugars. Oh and some cream.” she added.
“Cream?” said the waitress with an odd glance.
“Yeah, cream will be fine.” Keren said, still glancing down at her notes. “Extra cream, actually.”
“Well, that sounds good. I’ll have that right up for you.” The waitress said with a giggle and walked off. Keren glanced up at the sound of the giggle, but shook her head and continued writing notes. A few minutes later a fresh cup of coffee was placed in front of her.
“I do hope you enjoy. If you need anything let me know.” she said with a wink that confused Keren. She shook her head and started drawing arrows to where things in the book would go in what order.
“I should interview Vera and get a detailed description of her change.” She thought aloud as she sipped from her coffee. The flavor was bold and delicious. Coffee wasn’t something she normally drank for flavor but for the energy it gave her but this was almost sweet, with perhaps a hint of cinnamon. It was amazing, so she felt urged to drink more. Normally she sips coffee, but she was taking gulps of this brew.
“Wow, that was amazing.” she said.
“Oh, I am so glad you liked it.” the waitress said as she walked by. “We do strive to give our customers their greatest desires.”
“Hey, it’s good coffee, but let’s not go crazy…” she said before she felt a gurgling in her stomach. She felt odd all over her body, like she had suddenly begun to sweat bullets despite the cool air conditioning of the cafe.
“Oh. oh no.” she muttered as she stood up and held her stomach which she could feel puffing outwards. “What did you do?”
“You asked for cream, did you not?” the woman said with a friendly smile as if she were being helpful. “We put the finest d-cum based cream into your coffee to help bring you desires to life.”
“No! I am not like one of the woman who live here. I don’t want to change!” She said, panicked.
She watched the eyes of the waitress widen in horror. “Oh my goodness, I am...so sorry dear.”
“Sorry? What is going to…” she started to say before her stomach began to inflate and she felt her whole torso getting rounder, like a ball. She grabbed at it as it strained the hem of her pants and pushed her shirt up.
“I don’t know what it will do, the cream has random effects except that it makes the drinker male.” the waitress said with a sense of sadness in her voice.
Keren felt the changes begin to accelerate. She felt her arms pulling into her body leaving the sleeves of her shirt dangling uselessly. her legs began to shorten too, as her body lowered towards the floor.
“Help!” she shouted as her head began to melt into her rounded torso thus leaving her covered in her t-shirt.
The waitress walked over and gingerly lifted the shirt up and set it on a nearby table. Standing in a puddle of what were once tight jeans was now an oddly shaped woman who was shrinking in size. She had no arms or hands, and her face had melted into her torso.
Her eyes seemed to bulge out of the round body she now possessed, like that of a frog, and her nose had just vanished. Her lips had seemingly remained normal, but that didn’t last long as the waitress watched them get larger and wider, reminiscent of a Sutonian whore. Her shrinking had stopped when she was around the size of a small beach ball, leaving her drastically different than when she had entered the cafe. Most of her hair had vanished, save for a tuft of it that stuck up from her round body. The waitress thought this was cute, but was drawn to other changes happening. First was the girl’s feet which grew larger, by about double their original size and width but some how kept a feminine shape to them, which was kind of a surprise.
“Unnnghhhh” moaned Keren as she felt what she knew was one of the final changes to her new body. She felt her pussy grow warm and her clit began to grow longer and thicker, pushing it’s way out of her sex, which was sealing shut as the clit formed a hood and became very much a penis. It grew to about eight inches long flaccid, and she realized the Jizza phenomenon was now far more personal to her than she ever dreamed it would become. She felt an area below her former pussy expand and droop downwards as she grew a pair of testicles. She could feel them swelling and growing inside the new sack of flesh that encased them and she could feel their new sperm producers working over time as she began to feel very turned on, despite her horror. She realized the only thing about her that remained somewhat normal was her butt, but it had lost womanly curves and was just a butt on a ball shaped creature.
The change had stopped and the waitress picked up the orb-like person and placed it on the table she had been sitting at just five minutes earlier.
“Are you okay?” she asked Keren.
“I think so.” Keren responded. her voice was deeper, much more husky, but didn’t sound male. Overall, despite her large cock and balls, she felt quite female, and while during the transformation she was frightened and angry, now she had calming sensation washing over her.
“You aren’t mad?”
“I was, but now I am just...thinking.” she said, blinking her bulging eyes. She licked her thick lips with a larger tongue and wondered what life would be like. She knew the potent d-cum she had been slipped would not be undone, so this was her body now even if she didn’t like it, but...she kind of did. Being so small and odd was kind of a thrill, tapping into the part of her brain that formerly was amazed by how well transformees adjusted to their new lives. Now she was one and the adjustment came even faster than she anticipated.
“I am very sorry, I thought you were asking for our special cream. Most untransformed girls who come here want to change and I just went through the motions. I should have asked you.”
“It’s okay, m’am. I understand. Mistakes happen. I kind of...well, I kind of like this. I still feel like me despite having a bigger dick than my husband.” she said with a chuckle.
Over the next hour or so the waitress, named Billie, conversed with Keren as Keren reveled in her changes. She found she could walk around quite well despite only having a tiny bit of legs attached to her feet. She guessed the size helped the tiny thing gain balance while walking.
“Well, Luther is in for a hell of a surprise tonight.” she said, chuckling. “I hope he understands.”
Luther did not really understand. He got that it was a mistake, but now his beautiful wife, long legs, beautiful flowing brown hair, large breasts, all of that was gone and now a tiny round ball of a thing sat in their bed stroking it’s penis with it’s large feet.
“I am so sorry, dear. I wish I had caught the tone of the waitress before I drank, perhaps then this wouldn’t have happened.”
“We should sue!” he said angrily.
“Let’s not jump to anger, my dear.” she said. “Despite some major differences, at the core I am still me!” She had decided that despite her new male sex organs, she still wished to be a she, and made sure to think of herself whenever it came up. “If you can’t live with me as your wife, I will understand. I just want to try and keep our love.”
The two decided to try and make the best of things, and their relationship actually grew stronger. The experience had helped Keren with her book idea. Now she could write from experience rather than just an outside perspective. With a new vigor for her writing process (as well as a voice to text translator that Luther bought for her) she finished the book in just a few weeks, and six months later it hit the shelves and was a surprise smash. People were thrilled to read about what this town had become and to read about her unfortunate accident in the cafe. The first printing sold out in days, as did the second. Now on it’s fourth printing the book was an top seller in many of the regions of the empire, especially her former home of Ondora. In short time, Keren was a celebrity.
With that celebrity came money. Lots more money than she imagined she’d get for writing a book. She made appearances, went to book readings and even learned to autograph with her feet to accommodate the throngs of new fans she had acquired. As she was still living happily with Luther, she wasn’t really in need of anything. She didn’t require any extra care besides some step stools that were not that expensive, so the money she had coming in was often spent on splurges for herself. First it started with beauty products, to keep her femininity despite her new male gender, but then she began to desire more drastic augmentations to her form. It seemed that d-cum formula had imbibed had a similar effect to that of the water, except instead of making her desire to be male, it made her want to be as female as possible despite her large disadvantages in that department.
The first change was simple, but still strange. She had custom ordered a sexy pair of heels that were the right size for her enlarged feet, and then went to a specalist who used some special formulas to alchemically attach the heels directly to Keren’s soles. She would never need to shop for new shoes again, she thought, which delighted her.
Then the changes grew more drastic. Luther arrived home one day to find his little wife sitting on the chair they had custom built for her, but now her skin was blue. She had an alchemist work on a permanent skin dye. The tuft of hair on the top of her hair had also changed color, now a purple, while the thick hair that had grown in on her balls was now a shockingly bright orange. She looked less human and more alien and cartoonish by the day, but all the while she kept her female looks as best she could.
After the change, Luther thought it best to drop the imported water since it no longer mattered, and this seemed to have no effect at first, but after a while, Keren began to identify as male, despite her love of looking girly. She had her gender officially changed, which was a big news item, making the cover of many Ondoran tabloids.
“I am male now, that’s just a fact, a fact i have come to understand and love.” he said in a statement to the press. “Changing my identity on a piece of paper changes little about me, except that I am accepting the truth of who I am inside and out.” he added.
At first he had tried to have clothing made for his body, but it proved to be quite the hassle, so eventually he dropped it and started doing all his book appearances in the nude. At a promotional appearance on a local Ondoran TV station he showed off his latest alterations. Each of his rotund butt cheeks had a star tattooed on them.
Job offers poured in for him, tv shows, movie deals, all sorts of exciting things, and he thought back to Billie at the cafe. “Someday I’d like to thank her. It may have been an accident, but my life is so much different now thanks to her.”
Eventually he would get his chance. One of the TV offers was to host a transformation themed game show where contestants would compete to win all sorts of alterations to their bodies. As he sat on his stool waiting for the lights to come on, he realized the Billie sitting behind one of the podiums was the waitress. The show went off as it usually did, and the winner was a girl named Nanni who became essentially a dick with legs. The other two had minor alterations, but nothing to speak off. As the cameras turned off, Keren walked over to the girl who was preparing to leave.
“Excuse me. It’s been quite a while but I assume you remember me?” Keren said.
“Oh of course. How could I forget.” Billie said with a weak smile.
“I never did get to thank you. You came on this show to become something new, yes?” she said.
“Actually I wanted to become like you. At first, I was horrified at what I had done to you. Then when you started getting famous, I was jealous, green with envy. Now I just realize how much I admire you. You could have been so angry and filled with hate.”
“I actually don’t think I could have. The formula saw to that, but I appreciate that thought. I was scared and angry for a few moments, but then I saw the possibilities. I am a new person. A man who still has a loving caring husband and a major bestselling book. They want to make a movie based on me. Heaven knows if that will happen.”
“I am happy for you.” Billie said.
“I wanted to thank you...really thank you. I have asked the in house alchemist to make you whatever you desire, if you wish.” he said to the woman he stared up at.
“Really?!” she said.
Not twenty minutes later, the girl drank a vial down and her body began to change instantly, a lot faster than Keren’s had. Disappearing into her clothing, she stepped out. She looked mostly like Keren, a round body with a butt and not much else, bulging eyes and big lips, not to mention a very well endowed penis. There were differences though. Her large manly feet were now covered in thick purple hair, while her skin was green.
“For the time being, I imagine you’ll still see yourself as female, but in time, I hope to call you “sir.”” Keren said.
A few weeks later, the two met for drinks at one of the most upscale transformee bars in all of Jizza, and chatted endlessly. Billie, or as she was prefering to be called now, Bill, was demanding details of the now famous lifestyle that Keren led.
“It’s not all that special. I mean, yeah, I get to be on TV and I get recognized a lot now, but that’s also because I am hard to miss, blue as the sky and all.”
“Well, I look like an ogre or something. Did you pick out my color, because I never specified” Bill asked.
Keren chuckled. “You did say you were green with envy, seemed fitting.”
Both of them laughed heartily and ordered several more rounds of drinks. It wasn’t too long before they were very drunk and found their way back to Bill’s apartment. The two creatures began to fondle each other as best they could, mostly with their mouths and feet, but soon fondling was not enough to satisfy their urges. Bill grunted as he mounted Keren and thrust his raging erection in between his ass cheeks, into his tight anus. His eyes opened wide and his mouth moaned in delight. He had never experienced anal sex as a human or in this new form. He and Luther had decided to keep it strictly oral after transformation. Bill thrust in and out as fast as he could muster, while Keren shouted for release. Both ejaculated at almost the exact time, Keren blasting the nearby wall while Bill’s seed filled the inside of Keren’s ass.
After a few moments of kissing and groping, they traded places, Keren desperate to use his large cock. Apart from masturbation, which was odd when doing it with one’s feet, he had not had sex with it, and he wanted to pierce some flesh with it so badly.
“Oh myyyyy” Bill shouted as Keren thrust forward with force and tenacity. It did not take long for the two of them to work to climax once again, the two of caught in the moment of pleasure, which was like nothing either had experienced before their transformations.
Keren explained this to Luther and thought he might ask him to leave. He had prepared for that, even setting aside money to get a place of hisown, but Luther smiled.
“Honey, when you came home that night, I knew that things would never quite be the same, but as you’ve changed since, I knew that you would want the company of others like yourself, it’s just natural. I can’t offer you what your friend Bill can. I understand that. I still love you.”
Upon hearing this, Keren almost leaped at Luther’s cock to suck it. While normal sex had been taken out of the equation, the two felt closer than ever. They mutually decided to be in an open relationship. Eventually Luther started bringing home girls, and Keren didn’t mind, especially since he knew they were more than likely not going to be women very long in Jizza.
Many nights ended with Keren and Bill cuddled together while Luther entertained a lady or two. Things were good, and there was no end in sight.
“See, I knew it. I knew you would join me sooner or later.” Vera said as the two shared a glass of wine, Keren using a straw to drink his.
“Well, I probably have you to thank as much as Bill.” he said. “I imagine you knew something like this might happen.”
“It’s possible, but either way, I am glad for your success and your new life. You wear it well.”
“Thanks.” Keren said. “To us.” she toasted.
“To us. The freaks and weirdos of Jizza.” Vera said with a chuckle. The two drank to that, and to their future as said freaks and weirdos.
THE END