When Girls Play With Boys
by tannim
March 25, 2009

	Daisy rubbed Honker in front of Gosalyn, the duckling's cock twitched with each rub and he panted asthmatically.  His cheeks were flushed and his balls tight in the older duck's other hand.   He called out to Gosalyn watching nearby as she and Webby rubbed each other's clits.  The three nephews watched too, from where they sat with wrists and ankles tied to the chair.  

	"Gosalyn... h... help me!"

	"No, way, Honker.  You know I wanted this!"

	"But... But"

	"Uh uh, I want to see you as a girl and YOU wear a dress!"  She giggled and let out a squeal of delight at Webby finding a good spot. "Oh!"

	"Hee Hee, you look cute in a dress, though, Gosalyn." The pink loving girly girl told her.

	The tomboy duckling glared at her and playfully pinched her clit making the duckling jump.   "I do not!"

	Daisy left off rubbing, loving leaving the little boy on the edge and ran her beak up his narrow chest.  Her bill rummaged through his soft feathers and she pressed it to the bottom of his beak before scooting back to adjust the camera.  She picked up another camera that had been sitting next to it for some still pictures.

	Honker's flushed cheeks turned brighter red under the feathers when he saw her aiming it between his legs. The feathers almost glowed as she moved up from his groin to aim at his face.  His shaft stood straight up with nothing hiding it, drawing the camera back down to it again.

	"How's your 'clit', Honker?" Gosalyn called out to him.

	He didn't answer, only glanced at his would have been girlfriend as she pressed her beak to Webby's.  Her kiss distracted the girl enough for Gosalyn to push three fingers into the tight feathered pussy.  Honker's gaze ran over to the three boys, and saw that one of them was erect despite knowing that something bad was about to happen.

	Daisy came back to him and dropped another drip of something onto his penis tip where it cooled and tingled.  The older duck ran a hand over his chest as she lifted the dropper to his beak. She slid it into his beak to make him take another drop orally.

	The drops made him feel funny between his legs.  A tingle in his groin built, different from the usual feelings.  He had already felt the need to pee really badly.  The new feeling was similar to needing to orgasm, but more insistent.  It mixed with the need to pee and made his shaft darken in want of stimulation and relief.

	The duckling's balls felt swollen.  His erection was already more full than he remembered seeing it.  The feelings though, it all felt too strong.  A shock ran up his body when Daily gripped his erection again.  His legs and arms tugged weakly at the rope keeping him bound to the recliner.  Honker's tugging wasn't to try to get loose though.  It had just felt so good to be touched and squeezed there!

	Huey, Dewey, and Louie watched, somewhat jealously.  They wanted the hot duck woman to rub them off.  They wanted to not believe the bit about changing.  There was no way that would work with just a few drops of whatever it was.  Despite their jealousy though, Huey and Dewey couldn't feel any arousal from the situation.  The thought that it might be real nagged them too deeply.

	Louie found himself stiff, though, while watching the other boy getting pleasured.  He was picturing it for himself...  and hoped he was next... and hoped that it worked.   Gosalyn believed it would work, but Webby KNEW it would.  She had helped make a new playmate for herself with it before the show.

	Webbigail knew NOBODY would miss Doofus so he had been a perfect test.  He'd even willingly submitted, for a bit of food.  He, she couldn't really concentrate with Gosalyn's fingers on her clit and stroking her soft moist nether lips.  The best Webby could do was giggle and cuddle the other girl while they watched the show.

	Honker panted hotly, the drop had tasted really good, but the way it felt sliding down his throat and down his cock made him worry.  The cold tingling had made him feel numb in his throat and somewhat fuzzy in his mind.  He could still think, but it felt like there was cotton in his head.  His eyes were drawn to Daisy's breasts, though, as she leaned over him.  She had no nipples, but that didn't matter at all as she rubbed him.  Honker look up into her lovely face as she squeezed her soft, feathered mounds against his small shaft.

	There was some amazement in his mind, as the tip jutted up visible from between them. Honker had never been very long.  Seeing his erection jut up between her breasts now made him rather proud for some reason.  He had to be at least a few inches longer now than he had ever been before.

	The video camera off to the side had a great view of the action and daisy was careful to lean to the out of the way when she drug her tongue over the tip.  Her hands rubbed her soft female flesh against his stiff boy meat and made Honker wonder if that was how Gosalyn would have felt if she were she older.

	The duck's cleavage was loose but squeezed so nicely around him with her soft mounds squishing around his larger than normal length.  That burning need to pee broke through his thoughts again but they were swept back up when Daisy stopped licking him and squeezed her smoothly feathered breasts up and down instead.  Her hands squeezed them tighter around his shaft while she pumped him.  Their soft feather tips teased and tickled his cock better than her tongue could have and he felt the need to cum build and battle with the need to relieve himself.

	Daisy paused, enjoying Honker's heavy breathing, and ran her finger around the boy's tip.  The stroking was slow to let him cool down just for a few seconds before stoking Honker's lust back to full and beyond with a minute and a half of breast massage.  Her curves touched him as well as Gosalyn's young pussy had when they were last together... but no matter how much Daisy rubbed, no matter how good it felt, the intensity built and wouldn't release.  The older duck paused again, watching his expression contort with need.  The contortion wasn't just from the need though, as his captors knew.

	His chest felt weird, hips and even his face too.  All of them itched inside.  There was a slight creaking, as though of bones shifting subtly.  He tried to feel worried, but couldn't, he could only feel the overpowering urge to cum or pee, or both. He couldn't tell which it was anymore. Honker could only push hard and hope he could release it all.

	Gosalyn broke off from Webby, and webby slipped away.  She surprised Gosalyn with a thick vibrating egg moments later.  Webbigail pushed the slippery, pre-lubricated thing into Gosalyn's lustful pussy with a firm fast thrust.  The full "Natural Laying Size" duck egg made the girl cry out, but she was plenty wet and ready for penetration.  Their clit play while watching Honker and Daisy had made sure of that.  The egg's size also made sure the she wouldn't be able to push it out easily before Webby was ready.  A push of the remote's button and the tomboy squealed and almost fell off her chair.  The other boys turned to see her, but not Daisy... or Honker.

	Daisy pulled back to lightly tickle his powerfully straining penis.  Two fingers ran up and down the boy's length while her other hand cupped and tugged on his balls.  The camera recorded it all, including the size increase from when they had started and the way his balls were losing their overall shape Daisy played with them.

	His scrotum widened, as though his testicles lost their height while spreading out.  Daisy lifted her face up to rub the boy's beak with her own.  She enjoyed seeing that that too had changed... along with his face.  His eyelashes were longer, his beak and cheeks more softly curved.  The cheeks had lifted more, with higher bones behind them giving them a sweeter look.  His chest too took on a more girlish softness in the breast region.  The muscle under the feathers became less angular while some of his young flab spread out more attractively over his pectorals.  He looked duckling-ishly feminine,

	Honker's eyes were partly closed while he rode out the overwhelming sensations shooting throughout his body.  His mouth opened to pant and draw in shuddering shallow breaths.  All the while his still very much masculine genitals pulsed and jerked visibly.

	Daisy paused in her rubbing to give him one more drop on both balls and cock.  Instead of pushing another into his mouth after them again, she pumped his erection faster.  Honker bucked his hips suddenly and groaned a high pitched groan.  As she worked him, and the drops were absorbed, a bulge push out from his groin into the base of his straining penis.  With the bulge came a tiny bit of relief from the pressure.

	His feathers were ruffled from his changes as well as from his struggles, but they grew more wild with his frantic air humping.  Orgasmic bliss erased his thoughts and kept going... no real pressure release, no sense of fulfillment, no pleasant pulses of semen shooting out, just endless pleasure burning through him making him want it to stop.  His orgasmic contractions forced the bulge to move, but it moved only bit by bit up his cock.  The seemingly endless clenching in his body as though he he would shoot something out took a full minute to force the bulge even halfway out.  Honker's cum slit widened dramatically as though giving birth.

	Daisy stopped her rubbing and instead vigorously squeezed and mashed his scrotum with both hands.  There was no pain in it for the boy, he was beyond feeling pain even if there had been.  The flood of bliss that ran through him kept him from feeling much of anything.  Each squeeze to his scrotum, to his balls, made the bulge at the base widen while the bulge above it didn't move any further without Honker's intense straining.

	Behind them the other duckling boys were quiet.  They sat with looks of amazement on their faces and their beaks were slack.  Gosalyn had both her hands between her tightly clamped legs while she watched.  Webby had a look of mischievous enjoyment mixed with awe on her face.

	Webbigail's fingers played at random with the egg's powerful vibration settings while not bothering to watch Gosalyn's reactions.  The three nephews gulped, looked at each other, and then stared back to the scene.  They were worried for their own penises and testicles, especially watching the squeezing of the other boy's pouch.

	Honker didn't see much at first during his prolonged orgasm, but as the novelty of the too intense pleasure wore off, he was able to ride the waves of bliss and focus his eyes.  The boy's cock was swollen too much, his urethra too wide.  His flabby abs flexed as well as they could to push and push that bulge further up.

	He looked at Daisy, then back, and couldn't stop the lewd humping his body was stuck in.  Three full minutes of pushing, his feathers soaked in sweat, and his efforts produced a thick white mass of semen.  It was slightly thicker than melted marshmallow, like molten sugar candy just at its cooling point.

	Daisy leaned down and licked it.  She seemed to enjoy it a lot as she motioned to the other girls to come try it.  Gosalyn walking with more of a waddle than usual.  Her thighs were clenched together to keep the egg inside her.  She and Webby took turns licking at it.  They found they could clamp their beaks over the protruding thick cum and pull away a small glob of it.  The stuff stuck to their beak like warm sticky taffy for them to lick and chew and savor.  The stuff became more fluid after a few moments in they mouths and drooled down their bills.

	Daisy continued to squeeze at his balls, and more and more of the thick material came out of his stretched urethra until his sack was fully deflated.  When she pulled her hands away it was obviously empty.  She gripped Honker's cockroot squeezed up it like she would empty a tube of toothpaste.

	The extremely thick cum extended nearly four inches out of his shaft.  Daisy gently plucked the tower of boy cream off just as he managed to push the last bit of it out.  With the final push his body slumped.  The pressure was at last gone, but he didn't look relieved.

	That pressure was only replaced by a new one, a very different one.  The pleasure changed with it, from being focused between his legs and at his groin, to spreading all over his body in intense muscle spasms.  Daisy and the girls shared his cum while they watched the next wave take him.  The older duck allowed the two girls to enjoy most of it, but she pushed one small lump into her lust swollen sex with relish.  She looked like she was imagining Honkey's much wider cock plowing into her and depositing it himself.  All three moved in on him once they finished their treat.

	Honker felt Daisy's hands running all over his flat chest and Gosalyn weakly kissed him.  She seemed very distracted, though other than a humming he couldn't tell why.  With had his own distractions he hadn't gotten to see her taking Webby's large egg toy.

	Webbigail went over to the nephews and giggled at the erections she saw.  Louie wasn't the only one who had grown interested in the boob and hand job their aunt Daisy had just given.  The other boys were all ready to go despite what they had just seen.  They seemed surprised by their arousal as though just noticing them.  Webby pat each one, then climbed up to sit on Dewey's lap with the other two sitting jealously on either side.  She giggled happily, he moaned in surprise, and her hot immature pussy clamped down on his stiff little duckling dick.  The girl gripped the other two boy dicks and played with them gently, though only for a few moments.  Huey and Louie felt quite frustrated and even more jealous when she simply held them without moving or rubbing beyond the initial touch.  It was Dewey's turn to be frustrated when she stopped squirming in his lap and simply sat as still as she could.

	Webby giggled and pecked each of them on the cheek, unwittingly giving Dewey three more strokes for each of the kisses. "You know you're here to watch.  You don't get to cum until it's YOUR turn."

	Webbigail turned back to see that Gosalyn had climbed up onto the well anchored recliner's back and straddled Honker's face.  Her still buzzing and very sloppy little pussy pressed to the top of his beak.  She wasn't letting him taste her.  Instead she was dragging her sensitive lips up and down from the tip of his beak to squish pleasantly along to just below his eyes.

	He had a wonderful view of the sloppy wet lips of duckling cunt.  The girl's lips were spread as her pussy tried to push out the big egg vibrating loudly inside it.  She leaned down as she felt it slip a little too far and gave him a show of pushing her fingers inside to shove the egg deeper into the moist pink valley.  Gosalyn's girlhood distracted him only slightly from the intense feelings running throughout his body.

	Honker tried to distract himself from them as well by licking at her slit.  He couldn't reach that sloppy cleft but his tongue slid over her inner thighs and up along her lower butt feathers.  He was glad of her closeness.  Gosalyn's pussy and boyish hips kept him from seeing the changes between his legs where the real action was taking place.  The camera could see down there though, and it recorded everything it saw.

	Honker's swollen shaft softened steadily into a soft limp bit of boy meat.  His penis itself shrank towards his groin while his urethra pulled down along its small length also into his groin just above his empty pouch.  The boy's scrotal crease pulled inward and parted, forming shallow cleft.  Both sides of his scrotum spread a little and pushed out into thick puffy lumps.  The cleft widened more, and lengthened towards his anus.

	Honker's penis itself shifted downward as it shortened into his body.  Just the tip was visible to nestle just above his urethra.  Both tip and tiny pee slit nestled between the pudgy bulges at the top of the parting seam.  The long slit between his legs parted deeper, showing a moist pink interior of sensitive muscle.  His sheath had shrunk with his penis and the base parted to split and join with the rest of the cleft while still partially covering his former cock tip.

	It took the boys until the transformation was nearly done to realized it was forming into a sweet little girl cunt.  They remembered Daisy calling Honker's penis a clit before and finally realized what was happening.  She was turning Honker into a girl!  Something she had promised she would do to them next...

	While the triplets worried about being turned into girls and Webbigail made sure to remind them of the boyish aspects they'd be losing.  Her cunny squeezed around Dewey while she enjoyed him being unable to thrust into her with his bindings.  The girl's hands squeezed and stroked both of his brothers as she rode him.

	Webby loved the control she had over them, but while they were fun to tease and touch, her eyes stayed focused on Honker's groin.  She only glanced quickly at the trio and then immediately back to watch his cock was pull under its former sheath and snug into his new clit hood.

	The duckling wanted to rub clitty, but with her hands full the best she could do was grind her thighs together and try to stroke it indirectly.  The boy in her pussy didn't come near rubbing it as she sat and bounced on him.  Since she was facing away even his belly feathers didn't get to stroke that sensitive button.

	Dewey loved Webby's lustful grinding.  Rubbing her thighs together made her involuntarily stroke his cock inside her after she stopped bouncing on his lap.  He was smart enough to keep that pleasure to himself instead of draw attention to it.  The boy was glad Webby didn't notice his heavier breathing after she'd been riding him for a couple minutes.

	Honker's new clit was slightly larger then Gosalyn's, but so was his clit hood.  The soft former sheath hung over with enough extra flesh to keep that new pleasure button mostly hidden.  His scrotal cleft shifted more and stopped thickening. The middle pouted a bit as two soft inner petals spread off from the thick outter lips.  The too were a little longer than his girlfriend's loving inner lips but the length retracted a bit as the change settled better.  His whole.... well, HER whole... pussy spasmed and pulsed, just like her cock had when she had been a boy, as the orgasmic sensations continued.

	Webbigail found it really pretty and let go to rub herself.  Honker's pulsing pussy looked just like her own suddenly as she nearly came.  She stopped herself before she could as she didn't want the boys to see or Dewey to feel it.

	Her gaze slid away from Honker's pretty girl mound briefly and met Daisy's before they both shifted their gazes to Gosalyn.  The other duckling was still horny and grinding her drooling pussy against Honker's beak eagerly.  The former boy continued lapping at Gosalyn's cute ass and thighs.  Some of her juices were pushed back around the edge of Honker's beak allowing the new girl to taste her.

	After all the changing, Honker's body still felt the intense muscle contractions of her orgasm.  It had turned into a dull ache of pleasure but it was still there.  She was had a hard time breathing from the strain but Gosalyn had kept her from suffering too much.  Watching Gosalyn's pussy squishing so close to her eyes up and down her beak made her smile tiredly.  Just as Honker got a decent taste of her pussy juice she jerked her hips away from his face and came hard.

	Gosalyn gripped the back of the recliner tightly and swayed her crotch over Honker's face.  She let the former boy watch her cumming and enjoy knowing her pulsing pussy lips were being watched as she rode out her pleasure.  Honker felt the other girl's honey drip from that swollen buzzing pussy down onto her own beak.

	Gosalyn's sex lips parted wider while near the end of her orgasm and let the bottom of Webby's egg show just inside.  Her young cunny lips jiggled and vibrated rapidly with the relentless buzzing next to them.  The girl's lips spread wider as her pussy tried to push out the large egg, but it was too big to expel easily.  Even with the vibrator, she came down quickly and Gosalyn slumped down tiredly.  Daisy lifted her off the recliner and ran her hands over their new girl's wet cheek feathers.

	With Gosalyn out of the way, Honker got a look at her groin for the first time since the change.  The former boy's eyes widened and she looked around in a hazy panic.  Her pussy was still pulsing and she needed something.  Daisy released Honker's hands and the little girl buried her hands between her legs exploring and stimulating.  The mature duck buckled on a dildo and straddled the recliner's leg lift.

	She grinned down.  "Relax, Honker, you just need a cock in you"

	Daisy pushed Honker back firmly and enjoyed hearing her gasp and whine as the older duck pushed it in.  The new girl whimpered, she had a cherry now, and the unusual pressure against it ached. That ache built and suddenly turned to a hurt.  The mature duck's dildo pushed in, popping that new cherry easily to give Honker her first taste of being a little duckling girl having sex.  The hurt went away quickly, but her still male mind had plenty of emotional damage done from that it.  Used as a girl while still thinking like a male made for a deep conflict inside her mind.

	"I'm a girl..." he numbly thought to himself while the seemingly endless orgasm finally faded with the older woman plowing him like a man would.

	The others watched apprehensively, or appreciatively... Webbigail couldn't wait for the other three to receive the same treatment.  Gosalyn yawned and tried to push the egg from her sex tender genitals.  Her efforts were already building to another orgasm with the egg not even halfway to its widest point.  Daisy sighed happily.  It was going to be, and already was, a great girls play date.
