Topic: Mutual Needs
Kari was a fairly ordinary person, living in the city of Astart. She was an attractive woman in her mid twenties, with naturally tan skin and smooth black hair. She’d gone to school, had plenty of friends, and gotten a well-paying job. For a while, the only odd thing about her was her sexuality. She’d never given it too much thought, and so when she dated in school it was always guys. And it never went too well.
She loved feeling a cock in her, loved licking them, toying with them. It was just the rest of the man she wasn’t so fond of. Physically or emotionally, she never got on well with them, and she wasn’t all that attracted to them either. During her later school years she began dating girls instead, which felt much more natural to her. It just left her sexually unfulfilled.
She’d never had much interest in the transformee scene. It seemed like the ones that usually got shown off most were there really odd ones. Girls with pussy mouths and tentacle arms. Masses of writhing organs. It was a little too much for her, especially when they still had obvious human flesh. On the other hand, she knew that careful alchemy could do more subtle things. Possibly just give a woman a nice cock.
It was while she was searching for female cocks that she discovered the image. At first she laughed, moving on, but then found herself coming back. Found herself staring at it, blushing as she realized she wasn’t just laughing, that she found it appealing. It was a human-sized cock in a dress. Just a shaft and a sac, all clean-shaven, stuffed into a frilly pink gown with no armholes. It was obvious from the framing that it wasn’t attached to anything. Just a living, feminine penis.
Kari was surprised at herself, but that didn’t make the interest go away. A woman with a cock seemed so much more obvious. She liked the female body, found it attractive. And yet. . . perhaps she liked cock even more. She found herself masturbating to thoughts of it for several days straight, and it was then she decided that she just had to admit what she wanted. She wanted a giant cock for a girlfriend.
Andrea worked as a model. She was a few years older than Kari, and absolutely gorgeous. She’d never planned to work in modeling, but she’d been recruited, and just sort of grew used to it. It was good work, if not terribly rewarding for her, and she was successful. It did bring her close to transformees though, her shoots sometimes sharing space with some of theirs. Or at least they had, up until a few months before when one of the transformee models posing with a normal woman had turned out to have actively transformative cum, and gotten a little too excited.
Andrea had a deep transformation fetish. Watching her co-worker suddenly, unexpectedly turn into a cock-tentacled monster had been an exciting shock. She didn’t honestly like all the weird results, some of them were too far for her, but she longed to be changed, and she’d even been jealous then. Even though she wouldn’t really have wanted to become what Stacy did, she still wished it had been her. She wanted to become something new, a full, complete change.
And it wasn’t that it was hard to find the means. Alchemists everywhere sold at least some changing potions. She had the money for it. It was just very one way. She’d need to give up her job. Sure, there were plenty of transformee magazines, but not every freakish girl got paid for it, she couldn’t count on it. And she’d never told any of her friends or family. None of them had ever shown an interest. She’d brought it up once with a lover she thought she was close enough to. The other woman had been disgusted, and they’d broken up afterward. She’d be alone in her strange new body if she changed. Was it worth it just to satisfy a fetish?
She was excited when she found a relevant message board one night. She’d only recently started using her computer much, or she might have thought to look for a place like it before. It was called Demon Love, and it was a relationship site for people in love with transformation, or already transformed. The whole thing was kind of exciting, but she was especially interested in the personal ad sections. She clicked on the board for her local area.
There were all sorts of people looking for odd relationships. A lot were transformees, hoping to find someone who liked the way they’d turned out. Plenty unwillingly changed, desperate not to be seen as monsters, others happily twisted and looking for monster-lovers. There were unchanged humans too, looking for specific things sometimes, other times just wanting to see pictures, to pick a potential weird mate.
As always, there were more men looking for female transformees than women, but she found a few of those too. She skipped over the ones that were transformed. She wanted to change, but she liked normal women herself. There were several just wanting really out-there, unappealing changes, others who wanted changes that were too minor for her tastes. The one to finally catch her eye was Kari’s. A woman searching for another woman to become a feminine cockworm.
Andrea had heard about the cockworms. They came from Jizza, a town a little way to the east of Astart. A group of formerly female transformees with matching changes had opened up a massage parlor there. Apparently they were all very good with their hand-like feet, but the notable thing about the place was the “special massage” they offered, for women only. She didn’t know all the details, but the result was that the woman became a living cock, permanently. In the last few years the cockworms, as they were called, had started to show up occasionally in the surrounding cities.
Andrea had found the idea appealing at the time, and still did. It was a complete change, the sort she’d wanted. It was a little crippling, but she’d at least be mobile. And somehow it seemed less weird than some of the quivering limb masses she saw around. She shivered, reading over the ad again. A feminine cockworm. That was an especially nice thought. She wasn’t sure how that would even work, but it sounded just right. She blushed, realizing she was probably going to respond to this. She could always back out later, but she didn’t want to miss her chance. She began typing a reply.
Kari got responses faster than she’d expected. She was always surprised that the transformee community was a thing. This seemed like such a bizarre, twisted idea to be asking for, but several women had immediately offered to be cocks for her. Actually, a few were already cockworms, and looking for someone to be with. She didn’t care about the change portion herself, so she just replied to everyone.
She wanted to chat and get to know these people. Looks weren’t important, but she wanted someone she got along with, a friend as much as a lover. No reason not to be a bit picky if she had to sort through a half dozen women anyway.
Most were happy to just talk online at first. One wanted to meet in person, which she did, but she felt no chemistry there. The two cockworms seemed nice, but they were hard to get to know. However they were typing, it was very slow, and frustrating when chatting. She discovered they also couldn’t communicate well with speech either. Useful to know, but it meant she couldn’t get to know them that way either. She felt bad, but she had to turn them down.
That left three. They all seemed nice, but one started to rise above the others. Kari was eager, but wanted to take her time, so she spent weeks getting to know the candidates, though by the end of the first she was pretty sure she wanted Andrea.
Andrea was fun and easy to chat with. She seemed eager too, but also wasn’t pushy or too weird about it. She didn’t like talking about her life too much, but Kari sort of liked and understood that. It would all be so different soon anyway. After two more weeks to make certain, she decided she’d waited long enough.
KariKat: Nah, I still don’t really like men much. Just cocks. I guess it’s sort of weird.
LuvAndrea: Hehe, weird? I’m the one becoming a cock! Or hoping to.
KariKat: Heh, true. I don’t really get that, I’m just happy you want it. So it’s just kind of. . . a fetish for you? Sorry I keep harping on this. I mostly just want to not feel like I’m leading you into something.
LuvAndrea: You’re a sweetie, but you need to trust me on that. I was looking for something like this. If it wasn’t you and cockworms, it would be something else. I’ve read about it, I’m hardly the first woman to have desires like this. It’s one of those things you have or not. Like my foot fetish
KariKat: Which I also don’t get!
KariKat: Okay, I guess that’s the point.
KariKat: So. . . yeah, I’m kinda just stalling here.
KariKat: I definitely like you, Andrea. I want you to be the one.
LuvAndrea: Oh thank you! You’ve made me so happy!
LuvAndrea: And, um, horny~
Days later, Andrea looked around her well-furnished apartment. It was weird to not pack much before moving in with someone, but she couldn’t think what wold be useful. She’d grabbed a small selection of keepsakes, but they all fit in a fairly small box. She wouldn’t even need any of her clothes anymore, or her toiletries, or anything.
They’d both been eager to go ahead with the change, but there had been a few things to take care of first. Andrea had to put in her resignation at work and send out a notice to friends and family about what she was doing. She was ignoring the responses for the time being. A lot of them would try to talk her out of it, and she wasn’t interested.
She’d also talked to one of the other modeling producers, one of the ones that worked with the transformed women. She’d pitched the feminine cockworm idea, and he’d loved it. It was still a niche market, so she’d be taking a big pay cut, and probably not shooting as often, but cockworms were a bit in at the time. Former normal models tended to be popular too if they advertised that fact. Stacy had actually been doing better for herself than before.
Andrea was going to be transferring all her money and assets to Kari, and wasn’t sure she actually still needed a job, but she figured it would be good to keep a little income until things were really settled. She’d had to explain about her modeling career to Kari finally, since she’d be finding out about it anyway. She’d been avoiding talking about what she was starting to think of as her old life, but as she revealed a bit more she was glad she had. Even if Kari wasn’t interested in transformation, it still made Andrea excited to know that her new lover would have, even briefly, known who she was, and would see what she’d become.
Kari had had her own things to take care of. She’d ordered some furniture and supplies designed by Regena for creatures along the lines of the cockworms. She’d also arranged a house call from one of the Jizza masseuses, which was nice. Andrea hadn’t been too eager to have to make it home from Jizza right after becoming a cock.
She thought of the odd creature who would be changing her. They were very clearly all male. She’d learned, as she researched things further, that she had to be fucked by him, until he released inside her. She had mixed feelings about that. Getting fucked into a new life sounded sexy, but she really didn’t find the creature appealing, much too male and strange. She had a feeling she wouldn’t care so much once it got started though.
She blushed, stroking her skirt down a bit. She’d gotten dressed early, because she couldn’t wait. She’d dressed her finest, make-up and all. It was unneeded of course, but it felt right to her to look her best in the last moments of this form. She looked at herself in the mirror again. Wavy auburn hair, milky smooth skin, large, firm breasts. She was wearing a tight, flowing gown and had sexy lingerie beneath. Painted nails, open-toed, heeled shoes, a cute little jingly anklet. So looked really good, and she just couldn’t wait to have it all fucked away.
Kari waited nervously. She hadn’t even seen Andrea yet. She wasn’t quite sure why that mattered, but it still made her nervous somehow. She’d sent pictures of herself, and Andrea had said she was really cute, so she wasn’t too worried there. Maybe it was the recent revelation that Andrea was a model. Or maybe it was that the whole thing seemed so weird still. And too easy. She’d grown up with magic and D-cum as known things, but not much direct exposure. The idea that a woman was going to become a cock, and that it would all be over and done possibly just a few minutes from that moment, was hard for her to take in. She glanced over at her temporary house guest, who was also hard to take in.
The masseuse had come early to talk to her and make sure everything was ready. Not that there was much to prepare, but she appreciated the concern. He was so bizarre though. So unreal for him to be sitting calmly in her apartment. He was naked, and didn’t seem at all concerned about showing off his grotesque body. His thick legs ended in what looked just like oversized hands instead of feet. They were actually larger than even a man’s feet would be, and were currently half-way curled up as he sat. She was pretty sure the legs were build more like arms too, but the whole body orientation was just too weird for her to be sure. Above that was a fairly tubby male torso, normal enough looking except it lacked arms. And except for the enormous, three foot long cock and comparatively-sized hairy balls hanging between. With a slightly drooling mouth at the end. That’s actually where he’d been talking from, and she’d been shocked the first time it happened, since he did sort of have a head too. Except that his neck looked like the flexible shaft of a cock and the actual head was its tip, a large glans stuffed inside a set of smiling lips.
Supposedly there were actually two people in there, merged together. She assumed one was the talking cock and the other the body. A whole group of women had done this to themselves, one after another, becoming these strange male creatures to open up a massage parlor. It made Andrea’s transformation desire seem tame by comparison. Kari just couldn’t imagine this creature ever being anything but male.
Then again, Jizza had been a very odd case, and some unknown property had made nearly all the women there turn themselves into fully male creatures of different sorts. . .
“Is something wrong?”
She yelped, almost falling over. The creature’s voice was gargly with the constantly drooling pre. She shook her head, blushing. “Just a little nervous. And impatient. I think it’s time now.”
“I’m sure she’ll be here.” He smiled, casually flexing his fingertoes. “It sometimes takes a woman a while to decide they want the special treatment, but once they make up their minds they don’t back down.”
Kari sighed and nodded, looking away. She still worried. She’d gotten dressed up in her nicest skirt and blouse, going barefoot on the hope Andrea liked that. She felt so silly thinking of things like that, but she wanted everything to be perfect, to make the best impression. They’d be living a life together. She even had a contract all set up to make sure of it.
The bell rang and she jumped up, running over and swinging it open without peeking through. Her jaw dropped as she looked a beautiful, taller woman standing in her doorway. She realized she was staring, the other woman blushing and seeming unsure what to say either. Kari felt silly, and put her mind back in gear. She gave Andrea a hug. “Welcome home! Come in. You look beautiful.” She really was sexy, and Kari almost found herself wishing they weren’t planning to change that. Almost. She knew a natural woman would never work for her though, no matter how perfect.
Andrea’s blush fled and she smiled, hugging back and then stepping in. “Thanks, hun. It’s great to meet you in person. I, um. . .” She’d clearly noticed the masseuse, who smiled at her in his strange way.
Kari glanced at him. “Ah, this is, uh. . .”
The creature stood up, holding out a large foothand. “I’m Brax, nice to meet you.” His voice was deep, but still faintly feminine somehow. Andrea hesitated, then took the hand. Her own looked tiny in it. Like Kari had, she was staring openly at him, but he didn’t seem to mind. “If you two want to do anything first, that’s fine, but we can go ahead any time.”
Kari’s heart thundered at that. It felt like they should talk some or do something special, but. . . oh did she want to do it right then, knowing she could. She looked at Andrea, and read the same feeling in her eyes, so eager after all this time. Kari nodded at Brax. “We both want to do it right now. Let me just have Andrea sign the contract, and then. . . you two can do your thing.”
Andrea nodded in agreement, but gave Kari a disappointed look. Brax began stroking his lower cock with a foot, which Kari pointedly ignored as she walked to the table with the contract, Andrea beside her. “You aren’t going to watch? I figured you would.”
Kari handed her a pen, taking a moment to think how to answer. The contract was largely to make sure she didn’t kick the mostly helpless Andrea out after the change, and after Andrea’s accounts had been transferred to her. It didn’t require that they be together forever, but at least made sure she’d have to make arrangements first. “I. . . I’d thought about it. But really, the change is kind of gross to me and. . .” she lowered her voice. “So is he. I don’t really want to watch him doing that to you.”
Andrea bit her lip, pausing with the pen. Kari suddenly worried this would make her rethink everything, but then she went ahead and signed it, just sighing a little. “Okay, truthfully I kind of expected that, I’d just hoped. . .” she shook her head, putting the pen down. She leaned over to give Kari a kiss. It was nice, though short. A simple thing, especially considering it was likely to be the only one those lips ever made. “It’s not a big deal really, it’s okay.” She smiled, giving a tight hug that reminded Kari that in a minute she’d lack arms. “I’ll be a pretty cock when you see me again,” she said with a nervous giggle, then walked toward the bedroom door. Brax got up and trundled after.
“Love you. . .” Kari whispered after, earning a quick smile from Andrea before Brax shut the door behind them. Kari went to sit down and wait, fidgeting in her seat. How long would it take? She was pretty sure just a few minutes, she had a feeling Brax didn’t have much trouble orgasming.
She started to slump down, then sat up. What was she doing? Her new lover was only going to do this once. Even if she didn’t get any pleasure from watching, she should just because it was a special thing. She should be there to start their new life. She got up and ran to the bedroom door, tugging it open.
Andrea had only had time to mostly undress, her dress and bra on the floor, Andrea currently sitting on the edge of the bed to slip her anklet off. Brax was on one foot, stroking himself still, keeping ready. They both looked over, Andrea worried.
Kari smiled, closing the door. “I just changed my mind, I wanted to watch. Don’t mind me.” She pulled a chair over, feeling happily jittery, especially at the beaming smile Andrea gave her. She knew she’d made the right choice. A camera was already set up and running, at Andrea’s request. There was also a large mirror positioned on the wall, right where Andrea could see.
Andrea pulled the anklet off, then her panties, baring her full, beautiful body. She was clean-shaven between the legs. Kari kind of wanted a better look, but would probably just have regrets later if she examined her lover in this form too closely.
“Just lie back and get comfortable, Andrea.” She did as he asked, slipping back, legs spreading slightly. Kari could see from there that she was already really wet. Brax climbed on after her, his lower cock dipping on her skin as he settled in between her legs. He reached out, hands sliding along her body, taking and opening her thighs further as his cock wriggled right up against her pussy.
It seemed like it shouldn’t be able to go in, it was too big, but as that oozing pre touched her nether lips, they softened and stretched. Brax moved his gentle but strong hands up to hold her hips, getting leverage. Andrea was breathing hard, excited and eager. She no longer seemed to mind the strange male doing this to her, just wanting to be changed. He thrust his hips, and the three foot cock slid right in, spearing her.
Andrea moaned, throwing back her head as she was entered. The changes hit immediately, starting with her pussy. It firmed up and reshaped around the cock, lips growing down into a large glans between her legs. Brax pulled out and began thrusting, his own moans muffled by her sex. Each thrust made her arms and legs start to shrink and wither, and Kari could see a blissful look growing on her face. She was fascinated in spite of herself, just watching silently.
Painted fingers and toes fused and shrunk, legs starting to pull in, arms sticking to her sides. Veins appeared along her tight belly, which lost its navel and shape, becoming more tubular. She whimpered and gasped as her lovely hair began falling free with another thrust. Andrea’s eyes glazed as she stared at the image in the mirror, her body losing shape, reforming. Brax was pumping quicker, rapidly getting closer, just as she was so rapidly changing. Once he came in her, it would be permanent.
Her breasts lost their nipples and gained wrinkles, flopping and softening. Her feet fused with her new glans, body stretching around the cock to form a shaft all the way down as her arms melted away the same way. Her breastballs grew, stretching and starting to overwhelm her head, features melting and softening, losing definition as the flesh took them. Kari had never seen such perfect bliss in someone, that expression in her eyes just before they sealed away. And then her head was gone, leaving nothing but cock and sac, bouncing with each powerful thrust.
Brax thrust one more time, deep into the new cock, then came hard. There wasn’t much for Kari to see there, but she watched them both twitch in the midst of orgasm, the magical cum flowing through Andrea, sealing the change and rearranging her senses and sight to her new orientation. They held that way for several minutes, barely moving. Kari squirming in her seat as she waited, anxiously staring at her new girlfriend’s phallic body.
Brax pulled out with a slurp, groaning. “Mmm, all done. Everything looks just right. I’ll go ahead and leave you two alone. That’s all you need me for now. I will check back periodically to see how you’re doing.” Andrea slumped, drooling from her new slit, a sticky pool already forming beneath her smooth head. Brax gave a polite little nod to Kari, then headed out without saying anything else. Kari was grateful, she just wanted time with Andrea now. She walked over, feeling suddenly shy, and sat down next to the cock.
Andrea lifted up weakly. She had no eyes, but Kari knew that was made up for with mana sight, staring at her as if the glans was a proper face. Kari reached out and stroked it, making the cock shiver happily. She gazed along the fleshy, veiny form. It was exactly how she’d imagined, and beautiful in person. “You look lovely, hun. Such a pretty cock, no more woman.” She knew enough about her friend’s fetish to know the right buttons to push, and got a happy squirm for that. She smiled, then leaned down to give the wet slit a deep kiss, pressing her lips to the cock’s lips. Her tongue slid into the oversized urethra before pulling out. She wanted to do more, to have sex with the cock, but Andrea seemed drained. And she had just had a serious fucking. Kari could wait a little longer, they had other things to take care of anyway.
It was strange helping out her new girlfriend. They’d ordered several specially-designed dresses earlier, armless and made of material that wouldn’t mind a constant fluid bath. She chose the purple, frilly one first, and they both loved how Andrea looked in it, the wide skirt around her sac. They tried talking a little too. The cockworms couldn’t speak normally, but they could manage some fairly complex moaning and gurgling noises. It wasn’t perfect, but it could convey emotion and a bit of meaning at least. A researcher at Regina had actually designed a language for transformees like this, using different simple sounds in place of words. It only covered somewhat simple concepts, but they still planned to both learn it over time.
Being around the living cock was really getting Kari horny, but she didn’t want to push things too early. She loved the way Andrea inched along, awkwardly at first but soon able to move around pretty easily. She swung her glans around to look at things, lifting partly off the ground as she did. It was adorable. She was leaving quite as trail of pre as she wandered the apartment too, something Kari probably should have accounted for better. She’d bought a few necessities for the new cock, and Brax had dropped off a bag with several more, but none of that was going to help clean the carpet. She was sure they’d have more things to figure out like that over time.
Andrea hadn’t even seen the apartment before, and seemed content to wander it a bit, checking things out from her new lower point of view and getting used to the new form. Kari excused herself to the bedroom eventually, hefting the bag Brax had brought onto it to sort through, deciding it might be best for her needs not to keep following the sexy cock around.
There was a massage oil of some sort. It seemed to be meant for cocks specifically. Probably not needed, exactly, but it sounded fun to try later. There was an electric shaving kit. Apparently she’d start growing pubic hair before long, and neither of them wanted that. The razor looked pretty safe, and large enough to shave those big balls quickly. There was also a double-ended dildo. Kari stroked it as she looked at the simple, black rubber thing.
Andrea slithered in right as she was holding it. The cock moaned gently, then made her way to the bed. Kari blushed, but smiled down at her. “Oh, I was just looking at what we got. You can keep wandering if you want.” Andrea shook her head, and Kari grinned. They had a ramp to set up later to help Andrea onto the bed, but for now Kari reached down and eased her up. She cuddled her arms around the big shaft, and rubbed her feet against the sac. Andrea spurted a little, wriggling in pleasure as Kari wiggled her toes. “Mmm, thought you’d like that,” she said, giving a warm, pre-filled kiss.
Andrea had clearly recovered her energy. The cuddling and rubbing quickly got deeper, both of them moaning as Kari tongued the urethra and rubbed all the way down her lover’s shaft. She loved cocks, she’d been waiting weeks for the chance to have one like this. She slipped her clothes off and helped Andrea out of the dress. She smooshed her boobs against the throbbing dick, rubbing them, wrapping her legs around to hump the shaft. Andrea moaned deeper, writhing and eager, nuzzling with her glans. She wasn’t getting fully hard, though Kari didn’t think she was supposed to. She’d remain mobile until the end.
Kari explored every inch of her lover, tasting, licking, humping and rubbing. Only when they’d been squirming and writhing with each other for a while did she bring out the dildo. One end fit perfectly, snugly into Andrea’s slit, held there as Kari opened her legs, inviting. The cock was a little awkward at first, but soon figured it out, pushing the fake shaft in, filling her pussy, bobbing her phallic head as she started to stiffen a bit more. More and more, deeper and deeper. It wasn’t the best physical sex Kari had had, but the situation made it amazing. She loved Andrea, so satisfied having a giant cock for a girlfriend. She came several times before her mate did, the force of Andrea’s eventual release spurting the dildo out and spraying cum everywhere. Those big balls must have had at least a gallon each, and the mess was enormous, nearly covering them both and the bed, with more splatters all about the room.
She just laughed once she’d calmed down and pulled the moaning cockgirl over to her to hug and squeeze. She’d found the perfect girlfriend at last.
Time went by, and Andrea was adjusting to her new body. The first few days had been the most fun, but also the most difficult. Just moving took more effort than she was used to, and she was disoriented by the position of her magical vision. Eating and going to the bathroom were whole new experiences. The strangeness had been fun as well though, and sexy to be reminded how much she’d changed.
The sex was amazing, though she had a feeling she’d gotten the better deal. Her whole body was a sensitive shaft, and, if Kari rubbed enough, she could cum just that way. She’d done it with her feet once, which had left Andrea so happily blissful for hours later. Kari had to make do with the dildo, though she did seem to love just licking and kissing Andrea’s cock body.
It wasn’t all perfect, of course. Andrea already missed a few things, particularly being able to speak and manipulate things. Kari could sort of understand her, but only her vague meaning, and it got frustrating sometimes. They had a special keyboard that she could use to type things out, but it was very slow. She had to use her head to push each giant button, and she generally didn’t bother unless she really had to make something clear.
In general though, it was more than worth it. Having changed, knowing she was different and never going back, it not only made her excited when she thought about it, it made her happy. Content and fulfilled. Kari talked to her regularly, spent most of her time home with work with her. They got along just as well as she’d hoped. But eventually something began nagging at her.
She still felt too girly.
She’d really wanted to stay feminine, that had been a big part of why she’d liked Kari’s offer. She liked the look of a cock in a dress, of being called a cockgirl, treated as a woman. Or at least she had. She was becoming less certain. She kind of liked just being a cock, even. . . the maleness of it. Was it just that she wanted to change even more? It had already been so extreme and she’d never felt any desire to change gender before, and yet there it was.
Brax visited weekly, and it was during his second weekly visit that she admitted this concern to him. She’d been curled up on the bed, drooling on Kari’s feet while Kari read a book. She giggled. “You’re so weird, hun. That does feel good though.” The bell rang. “Oh, that must be Brax. I’ll let him in and give you two some time.”
Brax was supposed to make sure she was adjusting well and help her if there were any real problems. She was warming up to him a bit. She felt grateful for what he’d done, and found him a little less disgusting. He was friendly, and seemed to understand her moans better than Kari. She greeted him with a gurgle as he came in, then moaned her problem.
“Hmm, you’re not sure about acting like a girl? That’s not that strange, really. You're a cock, and they're very much male. You didn’t have any urges like this before you started though?”
She shook her head, sighing with a drooling gurgle. She was worried about this happening so early in the relationship. Kari liked girly things, she had started the relationship partly based on that. She tried to explain her worries.
He read her easily. “Well, it’s still early to be worrying. And maybe it’s not that deep a need. Perhaps you can get some of the need fulfilled without needing to drop the dresses and such.”
She wasn’t totally sure she actually wanted to drop all that for good, but the thought did have some appeal. She nodded, wondering what he meant.
“She knows you like the transformation aspect. Perhaps have her tease you and talk about it more. Call you just a cock, have you spend a little time out of a dress. Getting to leave that behind now and then might help.”
She nodded again. That was a good idea. She was glad she had someone who understood weird needs like hers.
She brought the idea up a little later with Kari. Kari found it a little strange, but seemed used to strangeness from her at this point. They tried later that night, with Kari teasing her about not being a girl anymore as she slowly, teasingly removed the dress, calling her just a needy cock. It really got Andrea going, and they had wonderful, messy sex afterward, falling asleep cuddled together happily.
This helped at first, but she found herself wanting more, asking again the next day, when Kari was less into it. By the day after, she was starting to want to go farther. Worse, her own interest in Kari seemed to be waning a bit. She was a little too feminine too. By the day after that, Andrea found herself imagining her with a flatter chest, a cock of her own. She’d never been attracted to guys before, it was a complete shock, and left her quiet and reserved the next day, despite Kari’s attempts to comfort. She still couldn’t get it out of her head though.
It was a relief when Brax came again. She pressed up against him in the bed. He was so appealing now, after her recent, unexpected need. She could smell his musk, admire his sac hair. She didn’t know what was wrong with her, but. . . it did feel right, like some new part of her opening up. She was scared, but excited too.
He seemed to pick up on her new interest, and gently stroked her with one of those big, flexible feet. She gurgled happily, throbbing a little at that. “It looks like things have gotten stronger. I had a feeling it might not be so simple. You’re a cock now, Andrea, the very core of masculinity. You need male things, for yourself, and your lovers.”
That stung, but it rang true. She did. She didn't have to want to be male to want to be more masculine. She also didn’t want to leave Kari though. She loved her, they got along so well. It was just. . . she thought of Kari, and looked up at Brax. The spark of desire was nearly gone. She didn’t know what to do.
Brax reached over to the bag he’d brought in slung over his shoulder. He pulled out a small vial of milky fluid. “Here. If you’re willing to take this, it should help things.” He saw her uncertainty, and stroked her more. “It will make her want to be a cock too.”
That was completely unexpected. She couldn’t believe he was offering that to her. Though. . . it would solve the problem, certainly. A cock would be very, very male. Perhaps not her first choice, but still very appealing. . . she felt bad even considering it though.
“It won’t exactly be against her will. She clearly already loves cocks, more than most people. Enough to want to be with one. I think she already wants it a little, this will just help bring it out of her more, let her stop hiding it.”
Andrea wavered. It would let them be together. Her blossoming desires would mean they’d need to break up eventually otherwise. And it was true, she hadn’t met anyone so in love with cocks before, it would make sense. . .
Brax opened up the vial, holding it out. “You just need to drink it, then your cum and pre will be affected. Make sure you get her nice and soaked tonight, and soon you’ll have a sexy, throbby lover.”
That was enough for Andrea. She drank the potion down her urethra and that night, much to Kari’s enjoyment, she spurted her cum over every inch of her body.