He thought back and remembered arguing with his girlfriend Denise. She had been furious when she found out that he had been sleeping with Janice. He had yelled at her.
"What do you think I am, your private property? Why do you have to be so possessive, why can't you share me with other girls?" That was the last thing he remembered. He wondered how long ago it was.
Then he heard a loud zipping sound. Light was pouring in above him. First it was a slit of light, ever lengthening. Next the slit of light started to widen. As Roger looked up, he could see a ceiling above him, but it seemed to be far too high for a normal ceiling. Then an enormous head came into view, with hair hanging down to the widened slit of light above Roger.
The head was bigger than the whole of Roger's body. He would have screamed, but he found himself unable to do so. The eyes on the head looked straight at him, and the mouth formed into a huge grin. The thought came to him that he recognized the face. And it was the face of his girlfriend Denise.
Suddenly a huge hand came into view, and reached for Roger. He felt the hand grasp around his body and lift him up. Light flowed all around Roger. He saw a huge purse below, a purse that he had just been lifted out of. Denise was a giant, holding Roger in one hand. And across from Denise was an enormous mirror. Roger saw the reflection of Denise in the mirror. And in the hand that was holding him, he saw the reflection of a penis.
Denise's voice rang out. "Hello Roger, how do you like your new look? You used to be a walking dildo, but now you're just a plain dildo. Remember when you asked me if I thought you were my private property? Well take a good look, Roger, you are my private property now."
Denise held Roger close to the mirror, and Roger could see tiny words along the shaft of the penis that was Roger. The words were: "property of Denise Moore".
Denise started stroking Roger, and he felt strong tingling all over his body. As Denise continued to stroke Roger, he felt his body go from flaccid to erect. Then he saw Denise lifting up the front of her dress. He noticed that she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"Time to take the plunge," Denise laughed, moving her hand that was holding Roger towards her crotch.
Roger saw Denise's cunt grow larger and larger in his field of view. Then he felt himself being pushed into her cunt. He could feel her cunt all around him; he could smell and taste it. He felt himself being pushed deep into Denise's vagina. He could feel her juices flowing against him. He felt Denise pulling him out, only to be pushed in again. Then he started feeling wave after wave of orgasms over all of his body.
The orgasms seemed to go on forever, and it seemed that Denise was never going to stop pushing him in and pulling him out. Then Denise pulled him all the way out and placed him on the counter. Denise was ecstatic.
"That was the best fuck I've ever had. I wish I could do it all day."
Roger lay on the counter, covered in Denise's cunt juices. Denise put her face close to him and laughed. "You smell like my pussy."
She picked him up, and placed him under the sink faucet. Roger felt a torrent of water flow over his body. Then he felt a huge quantity of liquid soap being rubbed into him. When Denise was done washing him, she dried him off and sprayed perfume on him. She sprayed too much, and Roger reeked of the perfume.
"Oops!" she laughed, "I better be more careful next time."
Roger heard Denise's voice thundering out, as she called for her brother. A few seconds later a pimply-faced 14 year old boy walked into the room. It was Denise's younger brother Danny. Denise handed Danny a jar and told him she wanted him to put his cum in it. But Danny said if she wanted it, that she had to pump for it herself. She agreed disgustedly, and started stroking Danny's penis.
Roger couldn't believe that Denise was jerking off her own brother. Then cum started shooting out of Danny's penis and into the jar. Roger watched in amazement as more and more cum went into the jar. Roger had never seen so much cum. And when he thought Danny was done, Denise stroked a few more times and got an additional amount of cum that was itself more than Roger had ever produced at one time.
Denise picked Roger up as Danny was leaving. She turned Roger over so that the base of the penis was facing her. She explained what she was doing. "You have a hole at the bottom of your scrotum that I can open up and pour liquids into. And the next time you orgasm, you will ejaculate some of the fluid."
Then Denise started pouring Danny's cum into the hole. Roger could feel Danny's cum pouring into him. He could smell it and taste it, and the taste wouldn't go away. The thought of having Danny's cum filling his scrotum was repugnant. He started feeling bloated, and Denise continued to pour.
Finally, when he didn't think he could hold anymore, Denise said: "I'm closing up back here. You did really well, Roger. I was able to get all my brother's cum into you."
Denise placed Roger back on the counter. "Do you remember when you asked me why I had to be so possessive, why couldn't I share you with other girls? Well I'm going to share you with other girls, of course it will be my choice of girls, not yours."
Roger saw Denise place a box on the counter. The box was a tiny bit larger than Roger. Denise picked Roger up and placed him in the box. Next she placed a lid on the box. Roger was again in darkness. But now he felt like he was in a coffin. Then he felt himself being moved up, down and around. He heard a sound that he thought was wrapping paper being placed on the box.
He could feel himself moving, but he didn't know where Denise was taking him. He heard some voices, but it was hard to make out the words. He thought he heard his older sister's voice, but wasn't sure. Mary had been a good friend of Denise, but their friendship had soured when Denise started sleeping with Roger.
Roger felt the movement end, and the box he was in was placed onto a level surface. He heard the noise of paper tearing, and saw light as the top of the box was lifted. He saw a huge face looking in, and then realized that the face belonged to his older sister Mary.
"Oh no," Roger thought, "I don't want to have sex with my sister. Please, oh please don't let this happen."
Mary stared for a while, and then walked away. Roger was hopeful that his sister would just close the box, and return him to Denise. But instead his sister walked back and reached into the box. When Roger was pulled out of the box he noticed that Mary was completely nude. Roger had never seen his sister nude before and felt himself becoming erect. Roger then saw a big grin form on the face of his sister.
Mary carried him back to her bedroom, and lay down on the bed. Roger saw the mound of his sister's pussy draw nearer. She stopped briefly when the tip of the dildo had brushed her pussy. Then Mary started pushing Roger in. The first thing Roger noticed was that his sister's pussy smelled better than Denise's pussy.
Soon Roger was deep into his sister's vagina. He could feel her vagina pressing hard up against him; feel her juices rubbing up against him. Mary started pumping him in an out. Soon he felt waves of orgasms. He seemed to feel his sister's orgasms, and his orgasms were in sync with his sisters. He felt a sense of harmony, felt like he was a part of his sister. Then he started ejaculating.
He tried to stop himself, but he could not. The thought of Danny's cum going into Mary's vagina disgusted Roger. Suddenly his sister pulled him out of her vagina, and Roger ejaculated one more time, with Danny's cum shooting onto Mary's tits. Mary dropped Roger onto the bed, into the wet spot. Then she ran from the room. Roger could see Danny's cum flowing down Mary's legs.
Roger lay in the wet spot, covered with his sister's juices and Danny's cum. Roger lay there, pondering how much he had enjoyed being inside his sisters vagina, and having synchronous orgasms with her. If he had to spend the rest of his life as a penis, he wouldn't mind being Mary's dildo. But he also knew that he had only used a tiny portion of Danny's cum, and he didn't want to shoot more of it up his sister's vagina.
He lay there for a while, wondering what was going to happen next, when he saw his mother come into the bedroom. She picked him up and carried him off. She went into the kitchen, and opened up the trashcan. She moved her hand holding Roger towards the trashcan. Roger was in a panic.
"She's going to throw me in the garbage! Oh God, please, not the garbage"!
His mother noticed a twitch in the penis. "What the hell?" she swore.
She brought Roger up towards her face and took a closer look. She saw tiny words on the shaft, reading them and voicing them out loud: "property of Denise Moore".
"So you're Denise's dildo," his mother said. "I wondered where Mary got you."
His mother started stroking him, and was amazed when he became erect. She smiled and carried Roger out of the kitchen.
Roger was relieved that he hadn't been thrown into the garbage. But when he saw his mother carrying him into her bedroom, he was suddenly thinking that it would have been better if she had. She placed him on her dresser and started to remove her clothes. Roger watched as his mother became naked.
His mother picked him up, moving him towards her mouth. Her mouth was gigantic, and she stuck out her huge tongue and started licking Roger. She was licking off Mary's vaginal juice and Danny's cum. Then she stuck Roger in her mouth and started sucking. Roger felt his mother's saliva coating him as she continued to suck. Soon Roger was ejaculating into his mother's mouth.
She swished Danny's cum around her mouth, tasting it and then swallowing it. She seemed satisfied and carried Roger to her bed. Roger did not want to be put into his mother's vagina. He had come out of her vagina when he was born, and he had no intention of re-entering it. He felt his mother applying some lubricating jelly all around him. Then she lifted him up and plunged him into her pussy.
He found that it was a lot easier entering into his mother's pussy. It was nowhere near as tight as either Mary's or Denise's pussies. His mother was much looser, but he felt her muscles tightening around him. His mother had pushed him in so far, that he could feel her cunt lips closing behind him. He was completely inside his mother. Then he heard some voices.
He felt his mother getting up. There was a little bit of light coming through the slit in his mother's cunt. Then the light dimmed, and Roger could smell a slight perfume. Then he remembered that his mom wore scented panties. Roger figured that his mother had put her panties back on, and had gotten dressed. He felt the pressure of her against him as she walked out of the bedroom.
His mother was sitting at the dining room table and talking to some of her friends. They asked if there was any word of Roger. His mother replied that no one had seen Roger for a week. Roger wanted to shout to his mother that he was here, that he was inside her vagina.
Even after his mother's friends had left, she continued to carry Roger inside of her. He had become flaccid, and was deep in his mother's vagina. He was wondering if she had forgot that she had put him in here. A little while later he heard the sound of water falling on water below him. He figured his mother was taking a pee.
Roger was becoming more familiar with the sounds of his mother's body. He knew that she was sleeping now. He felt closer to his mother now than he had ever before. If he was going to stay inside a vagina, he was glad it was his mom's.
***
It was early the next day, when Roger felt himself being pulled out of his mother's vagina. His mother was muttering to herself. "I don't know how I could have forgotten that Denise's dildo was inside of me."
Then she started stroking Roger, bringing Denise's dildo to an erection.
His mother again covered Roger in lubricating jelly and pushed him up her vagina. This time she pushed Roger in and out rapidly, bringing him to a quick orgasm. Soon he was ejaculating into his mother. But unlike his sister, his mother continued pushing him in and out.
Roger continued ejaculating again and again. He wondered if his mother would ever stop. It was like she was in a sexual frenzy. Finally his ejaculations ran dry. But his mother continued pumping him. He had thought his session with Denise was long, but this was far longer.
Finally his mother pulled him out of her pussy. She wiped the lubricating Jelly away from Roger with a towel. Then she was using Roger like a spoon, rubbing him against her pussy and legs, where Danny's cum had flowed. Then she lifted him up and licked off Danny's cum.
His mother started lubricating Roger with jelly again. He couldn't believe his mother was going to stick him up her cunt again. He saw that she was bending over, and then saw that she was bringing him up to her rear end. Roger was silently screaming: "no, no, no, not there, please not there."
Roger felt himself being pushed up his mother's asshole. It was a lot tighter, and it smelled and tasted horrible. He could feel his mothers shit smearing against him. His mother pushed him way up her ass. She started pulling him out and pushing him back in, and soon Roger was feeling wave after wave of orgasms.
Finally Roger's mother pulled him out of her asshole. Roger felt completely disgusted. His mother finished cleaning herself off, and washed Roger off in the sink. After she dried him, she sprayed him with a can of feminine deodorant spray. Then she placed him in the box he came in, and put the lid on the box. He felt her carry him somewhere, and then set the box down. Nothing happened for a long time, and Roger fell to sleep.
Then she picked Roger up and shook him. "If you're wondering how I know these things, don't bother. I don't explain things to my dildo."
"Your mother sure did like Danny's cum. Maybe I should let Danny know, then he can go over and service her directly. I still can't believe she milked you dry of all his cum. We will just have to fill you up again. But first I plan on playing with my dildo."
***
Over the next few days, Denise stuck Roger up her cunt many times, bringing both of them to multiple orgasms. She also started keeping Roger deep in her vagina when she wasn't using him. One day she pulled him out and he was covered with blood.
"Sorry dildo," she apologized, "I should have taken you out when I was having my period."
Later that day, Denise was jerking off her brother again. Roger thought the quantity of cum from Danny was even greater this time. Then Denise poured all of Danny's cum into Roger.
"Time for you to leave, dildo," she announced, "the Swanker sisters get you for the next week."
Roger shuddered at the news. There was the fat and ugly Christine Swanker who was his age, and the even fatter and uglier Marcia Swanker who was a year younger. The idea of going inside their cunts was appalling. As Denise was putting him into the box and closing the lid, Roger was thinking about what awaited him when the lid was opened.
***
Roger saw Christine reach into the box, and then felt her grip him very tightly. As Roger was removed from the box he saw that both sisters were nude. He had thought they were ugly before, now he found them to be grotesque. Christine handed him to Marcia.
"You do me first," Christine said, "then I'll do you."
The two girls took turns sticking Roger up each other's cunts. Each of their cunts smelled and tasted far worse then the cunts he had been in so far. He wondered what sort of hygiene they used, if any.
Roger was deep inside Christine, and he could hear her grunt with each orgasm. Roger started ejaculating into Christine, and was glad that it was Danny's cum and not his. Then Roger was pulled out of Christine, only to be pushed up Marcia's cunt. Soon Marcia was having orgasms, and with each orgasm she would fart. Roger also ejaculated into Marcia; again thankful it was Danny's cum and not his.
Marcia pulled him out and dropped him onto the bed between her legs. Roger lay in the wet spot looking at the cunt he had spent so much time in. He knew he would be spending a lot more time in it over the next week.
"Throw Denise's dildo over," Christine yelled. "I want to give it another go." Roger was thrown through the air, to be caught by Christine in her bed.
Eventually the sisters stopped sticking Roger up their cunts that day. But they hadn't bothered to wash him, and he reeked of their odor. If they noticed his smell, they didn't say anything. They continued using him on the second and third day, again without washing him.
On the fourth day their little sister got a hold of Roger and placed a doll's dress around his shaft. Then she placed a doll's wig on his tip and drew in a face on his top. She named him "little miss peenie". Christine and Marcia thought it was hilarious, and started calling him "little miss peenie."
On the last day of the week, Marcia was complaining. "Can't we keep little miss peenie? I want to keep sticking her up my cunt everyday."
Christine agreed with her sister. "Little miss peenie does give a good fuck. I'll ask Denise if we can keep her. I'm sure she would be willing to sell her to me."
Marcia smiled. "That would be great, we could keep using little miss peenie for years to come."
Roger was afraid Denise might agree to sell him to Christine Swanker. He did not like the thought of being a sex toy for Christine and Marcia Swanker. He hoped Denise wouldn't be that cruel.
***
When Denise opened the box, Roger was glad to see her. She picked him up and held her nose. "You smell horrible. Those foul sisters never washed you, not even once. And drawing a face on you and calling you little miss peenie. They wanted me to sell you to them, but I would never sell you. You're my dildo now and forever."
But Denise was right; with certain mental exercises, Roger was able to exert a degree of control to his actions. Then one day when he was erect and in Denise's hand, he used the opportunity to ejaculate into Denise's face. Denise was furious and screamed at him.
Denise walked into the bathroom and threw him into the toilet. Her hand reached out to flush the toilet. Roger was in a panic as he saw Denise's hand touch the knob that would flush him away. Then Denise turned around and walked out of the bathroom.
Roger was in the toilet for about an hour when Denise returned. He saw her sit on the toilet above him and started peeing. The urine flowed over Roger, coloring the water that surrounded him. Next Denise started taking a shit. The feces fell onto Roger and floated in the water around him. Then Denise wiped and walked out of the bathroom without flushing.
Denise returned an hour later. "You should be getting a pretty good idea by now what it would be like to be surrounded by feces all the time. Welcome to how your life is going to be in the sewer. It's time to say goodbye, Roger. I thought you could be my dildo, but in the end you look like just another piece of shit. Goodbye forever."
Denise was reaching out to flush him away and Roger was in a panic. The past hour had been horrible, even worse than when he had been up his mother's asshole. And now he was going to be flushed into the sewer. He thrashed in the toilet as much as he could, and was pleading silently. "Please don't flush me down the toilet, please Denise, please, please."
Denise pushed the knob down. Roger felt the huge flow of water against him, trying to pull him down into oblivion. But suddenly the downward pull stopped, and the toilet was filling with water. Roger realized that Denise had grabbed him at the last moment with her other hand.
She shook Roger in the toilet water, and threw him into the sink. She proceeded to wash her hands and Roger. She dried him off and placed a little of her perfume on him. Then she picked him up and scolded him. "Your name is Denise's dildo, you belong to me. You are my property. You exist only to please me. If you ever anger me again, I will flush you down the toilet without warning. Do you understand?"
Roger twitched a little to show that he understood.
"Good," Denise said, "I've decided what your next task is."
She picked Roger up and carried him outside and walked some distance. She went into a yard where there was a big dog. She placed Roger on the ground, and he watched as she started to jerk off the dog. She gathered quite a bit of dog cum in a jar. Then she picked Roger up and started emptying the jar into him. Roger wondered whom Denise hated so much that she would put dog cum into them.
"I want you to ejaculate all this dog cum into Janice," Denise said.
Janice was the last girl that Roger had slept with, prior to being changed into Denise's dildo. He didn't want to shoot dog cum up Janice, but knew he had no choice.
When Roger was delivered to Janice, she took him from his box and pushed him gently into her cunt. He would have enjoyed being up Janice's cunt, but he did not relish what he must do next. As soon as his orgasms started, Roger ejaculated the dog cum into Janice. Janice pulled him out quickly, dropping him to the floor, and walking away with dog cum oozing down her leg.
When Roger was returned to Denise, she told him that she was happy that he had ejaculated dog cum into Janice.
"But I told you to ejaculate all the dog cum," she said. "You still have half of it left. I guess we need to find the right place to use the rest."
Roger was wondering who the unfortunate girl would be. When his box was opened he saw Denise sitting next to a dog.
"This bitch is in heat," Denise laughed, "and you get to have sex with her. Make sure that you ejaculate your dog cum into her."
Roger couldn't believe that Denise would stick him up a dog's cunt.
Denise was stroking him to an erection, and he was hoping that she wouldn't stick him in. But the bitch's cunt came into his view, and Denise was pushing him into it. Suddenly he was pushed into the bitch's cunt. Denise started pumping him in and out, and Roger started to orgasm. He ejaculated all of his cum into the bitch, but Denise continued pumping him. Sending Roger into wave after wave of orgasms. Then Denise finally stopped pumping him in and out.
She pulled him out. "Congratulations," she laughed, "when the bitch has her puppies you can feel proud in knowing that you sired them."
Roger was completely demoralized, and didn't think it was possible for Denise to sink any lower. He was glad when she washed him off and put him back in his box.
He wondered what he was going to do. He heard himself laugh. "As if I could do anything."
He brushed some hair from his face and sat up. He looked at his hands, and tried to figure out what was going on. Then he stood up and shouted in joy. "I'm human, I'm human."
Tears were flowing from his eyes, and he wept with the greatest joy he had ever felt. He had been in hell, and now he was in heaven.
Roger jumped up and down and ran all around, just for the sake of jumping up and down and running all around. He skipped and danced and sang out. And if his voice had a higher pitch than he remembered, he couldn't care less.
When his excitement had worn down a bit, he decided he wanted to go home. He looked around and was able to determine where he was. His house was only two miles away, and he started to run.
As he was running he started to think about what he was going to tell his mother. He started to slow to a walk, and started talking to himself. "She would never believe that I was Denise's dildo. No one would. They would think I've gone insane. Maybe they would be right. I can't tell them I was Denise's dildo. Even if it were true, would I want people to know I had sex with my mother and sister? No, I can never tell anyone. I'll just have to say I woke up in the ditch, and that I don't know what happened before that."
He got to his house and tried to open the door. But it was locked and he didn't have a key. So he started knocking, and when no one came he started knocking louder. Finally he heard his mother yell that she was coming. Roger figured that he must have woken her up.
His mother opened the door and let out a shriek. "Roger, Roger my baby, oh Roger." She grabbed hold of him in a big hug and started sobbing. "Oh Roger, I didn't think I would ever see you again. It's been three months, where were you?"
"Three months?" Roger said, "I don't know. All I remember is waking up this morning in a ditch outside of town."
By this time Roger's sister Mary ran up and grabbed onto him. She started crying, but then laughed about how happy she was to see him. She wanted to know what had happened to him. He told her that he could not remember.
Mary stared at Roger's face. "There's something wrong with your face," she said.
"What's wrong with my face?" Roger asked, suddenly scared.
His sister brought him a mirror, and he looked into. He had been worried that something horrible had happened to his face. But his face did not look any worse at all. But his sister was correct; his face had been altered. His face definitely looked much more feminine.
"My face looks like a girl's face," Roger said.
"And your voice sounds like a gir'ls voice," Mary said. "Surely you must have noticed the higher pitch."
Roger had noticed, but when you didn't think you would ever talk again, sounding like a girl was a very small thing to worry about.
Mary and her mother were upset with his change in appearance, and couldn't understand why he wasn't. He didn't know how to explain that having a girls face didn't matter. That he was glad just to have a face.
"Do you think other parts of Roger have been altered?" Mary asked.
"Only one way to find out," her mother replied. "Take your shirt off, Roger."
Roger took off his shirt and tee shirt. He immediately noticed that he had girl's tits.
"Looks like a 'C' cup size," Mary remarked, "the same as mine. And look at his waist. His waist is as small as mine."
Roger also noticed that his arms didn't have any hair. Then he slipped off his pants, and noticed that his legs were also hairless.
"His hips are as big as mine," Mary commented.
Roger wasn't feeling so nonchalant anymore. Denise wouldn't have taken everything from him would she? Surely she had left him his penis. He was afraid to look. His mother told him to pull down his shorts.
"I can't," he cried.
"We can look the other way while you check," his mother said.
"No, I'm afraid."
"You can't keep your shorts on forever," his mother argued.
"I know, but if I find what I think I'll find, then I'll be a girl. And I'm a guy until I look."
They all stood there awhile, until Roger said he was ready, and then pulled down his shorts. He looked down at his cunt. His mother and sister looked closer.
His sister put her fingers in his cunt and started inspecting him. "He has a labia majora, a labia minora, a clitoris, a urethra and a vagina. You've been transformed into a girl, Roger."
Roger started crying. "I don't want to be a girl, I'm a guy."
His mother held him close to her and told him it was okay. After Roger had cried himself out, his mother suggested he should take a shower and get himself cleaned up. He said okay, and went to take a shower.
Mary turned to her mother. "Why would someone turn Roger into a girl?" she asked.
"I don't know; do you have any clothes she could wear?"
"It looks like he, I mean she, would wear the same size clothes as I do," Mary said. "I'll get her something to wear."
***
Roger stood in the shower, the water cascading down her back. Finding out she was a girl had been an unexpected shock. But the long denied pleasure of standing in the shower and washing herself picked up her spirits. Compared to being a dildo, being a girl was an absolute joy.
When Mary went into the bathroom carrying clothes for Roger she was wondering what she should say to cheer her up. She hadn't expected to hear Roger singing with joy. And when Roger stepped out of the shower and looked at her, she was surprised when Roger took the clothes and thanked her.
"Roger, I seem to be a little confused," Mary said, "a few minutes ago you were crying about being a girl. And now you seem to be completely happy."
"It was a bit of a shock finding out I was a girl," Roger replied, "but I've gotten use to it now. I'd prefer to be a boy, but I'm happy to be a girl."
Mary didn't believe Roger. "Come on, Roger, you can't possibly be happy to be a girl."
"Why not?" Roger asked, "what's wrong with being a girl?"
"Nothing wrong, I just don't understand how you can be happy about it."
"You like being a girl don't you?" Roger asked.
"Of course I do," Mary snapped.
Roger finished putting on the clothes that Mary had given her.
"I can't stay here."
"What!" Mary yelled in distress, "you can't be thinking about leaving us."
"No, I was thinking about all of us moving to someplace where no one knows me."
"But why?"
"Because I'd feel like a freak," Roger said, "people would point at me and say there's sex change Roger. And they wouldn't accept me as a girl, even you don't."
"That's not fair, Roger," Mary complained. "I accept you as a girl."
"No you don't," Roger disagreed, "you see me as a brother who had something horrible done to him. You should be treating me as your little sister."
"You're right," Mary laughed. "Well how about I change that by styling your hair like mine and by showing you how to apply makeup to your face?"
"Thanks, Mary."
"You're welcome little sister."
"But how could I stay with you and mom if I'm pretending to be someone else?" Roger asked. "How could I get into school with a fake name and no transcripts?"
"Easy," Mary replied, "you could pretend to be your cousin Denise Johnson, she is the same age as you."
Roger bristled at the suggestion. "I don't want to be called Denise."
"I'm sorry, Roger," her mother sympathized, "but you don't have any other female relatives who are your age; and moving out of town is not an option right now. You'll get used to being called Denise."
Roger couldn't believe it. She had been Denise's dildo for 3 months, and now her name was going to be Denise. Why couldn't her cousin have some name other than Denise?
Roger had missed the last 3 months of school, so her mother signed her up to take summer classes as Denise Johnson. When Roger started going to summer school she was afraid that someone would recognize her. She imagined people laughing and pointing at Roger in a dress. But she never saw anyone pointing at her. And if people were laughing at her, she never heard them.
***
One night Roger was undressing for bed when she stopped and looked at her pussy. In the week she had been a girl, she had never once tried stimulating her self sexually. Her mind had been too occupied with other things. But now she wanted to see how orgasms felt as a girl.
She lay on her back on her bed and started rubbing her clitoris. She immediately felt a shiver of pleasure run through her body. As she continued to rub she felt the intensity and the frequency of orgasms start to grow. Her soft moans grew to louder and louder shrieks. Soon she was in a cacophony of the most intense orgasms she had ever felt, and her screams filled the house.
Mary burst into the bedroom followed by her mother. Mary started yelling at Roger. "What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Mary looked at Roger fingering her self and screaming at the top of her lungs. Mary ran over to Roger, pulling Roger's hand away from her pussy. Then she saw streams of cum being ejaculated from Roger's pussy.
Roger's mother asked Roger what was going on. Roger started crying. "I couldn't stop myself. It was so incredible. It was the most intense orgasms I've ever had. And I must have had at least a hundred orgasms."
Her mother was worried. "I've never heard of anyone being so caught up in orgasms that they couldn't stop rubbing themselves. Something strange is going on here."
"That's not the only strange thing going on," Mary pointed out. "Roger was ejaculating cum out of her pussy."
"That's not possible!" her mother objected.
"I saw it," Mary insisted. "Look at Roger's crotch, it's covered with cum. There is cum on her legs, and all over the bed sheets."
Roger looked down between his legs. "I did that, didn't I? But girls don't ejaculate cum. You know what this means?"
"It appears that despite how he looks, Roger is not a girl after all," Mary said. "Roger is a boy."
"But boys don't look like Roger does, and they don't have a pussy," his mother argued.
"We know that Roger was altered," Mary replied. "We just assumed he was changed into a girl. But apparently he was altered to only look like a girl."
"Plus being changed to have a rapturous level of orgasms." Roger added.
"What should we do, mom?" Mary asked.
"We could take Roger to the hospital, to determine exactly what the alterations are," her mother replied. "That's what we should have done a week ago."
"But that would mean revealing who I am," Roger objected. "And then I would be considered even more of a freak. Everybody would know that I'm a guy who has tits and a pussy."
***
So they decided to do nothing for now. And Roger pretended he was a girl, and continued to go to summer school as Denise Johnson. But then a few days later, on his way to school, he saw the one person that he did not want to see.
Denise Moore walked towards him and called out in greeting. "Hi Roger! Or should I call you Denise's dildo?"
"My name is Denise Johnson, not Denise's dildo," Roger objected, "and Roger is my cousin."
"Oh cut the crap, Roger," Denise demanded. "Who do you think had you changed to look like a girl? Now come along with me."
"I can't," Roger protested. "I have to go to summer school."
"You can skip it," Denise declared. "And if you want to know what happened to you, here's your chance to find out."
Roger was tempted to smash Denise in her face, but instead followed her to her house.
***
Denise took Roger into her bedroom and had him sit on the bed.
"Why did you do this to me?" Roger asked.
"You know why; you got what you deserved."
"No, I didn't deserve what you did to me. Maybe I deserved a slap in the face, but what you did to me was criminal."
Denise ignored Roger's remark and started explaining. "You and me belong together, Roger. I was just making sure that we would be husband and wife someday."
"How in the hell were you going to accomplish that by changing me into a girl?" Roger swore.
"You're not a girl, Roger," Denise said. "You just look like a girl. You don't have ovaries, you don't have a uterus, and you don't have a monthly period. But you do have a prostate and testicles, and you can ejaculate your sperm. You must admit it was the perfect solution."
"No I don't," Roger yelled. "What you've done has only made
me hate you."
Denise yelled back at him. "Don't say that! You can easily be changed to look like a boy in just a few weeks. You can get your face, breasts, waist and hips all returned to normal. Don't you want that?"
"What about my penis?"
"I'm glad you asked," Denise laughed, "let me show you."
Denise reached into a dresser drawer and pulled out an object that she called a holster. She then pulled down her panties and inserted the holster into her cunt. Roger couldn't figure out what the holster was accomplishing, other than covering up Denise's cunt. Then Denise reached into the dresser drawer and pulled out another object. Roger let out a gasp when he saw it. It was Denise's dildo.
Denise attached the dildo to the holster, and suddenly it looked like Denise had a penis. "You will be wearing this holster and my dildo," Denise explained. "They not only look real, you will be able to pee out of the dildo, even ejaculate from it. And my dildo is far superior to an ordinary penis. It's a good deal all around. You would get better sexual performance, and I would own your dildo."
"See how it's the perfect solution," Denise laughed. "We would be a couple and you wouldn't dare to stray. Because I would take back my dildo if you did."
Roger shook his head. "Your plan might have worked if you hadn't raped me for three straight months."
"What are you talking about?" Denise objected. "I never raped you."
"You forced me to have sex against my will, that's rape!" Roger spat. "I was repeatedly raped when I was your dildo."
"But you were never my dildo," Denise argued. "That's just what I called you. You were only receiving transmitted signals from the dildo. It's a highly sophisticated sensory scanning and transmission device. You can't tell me that you actually believed you had been changed into my dildo."
"Yes I did, I believed it totally."
"How could you believe such a thing?" Denise asked, "we have the technology to transfer brains, but we sure as hell can't shrink one. And even if we did, how could it be sustained in an artificial dildo? You know it can't be done technologically, and you're not so dumb as to believe in magic."
"When the impossible has happened to you, it suddenly seems a lot more possible," Roger replied. "You don't know how it happened, you just know it happened."
"I'm truly sorry, Roger," Denise apologized. "I didn't know. I actually thought you would enjoy the experience."
"Enjoy it?" Roger screamed. "Enjoy it?"
"Yes, I'm sure you would have enjoyed it if you hadn't thought it to be real. Besides, not everything you experienced really happened. Everything you received was edited, and sometimes altered."
"Altered?"
"Yes," Denise laughed, "you didn't really think I would jerk my brother off did you?"
"But did you still use his cum?"
"No, I had a much easier source of cum, yours."
Roger was aghast, his cum into his sister, into his mom, into the foul Swanker sisters.
"Or maybe it wasn't cum at all, maybe it was chocolate flavored cream," Denise said.
"What's the truth?" Roger screamed.
Denise stared at Roger for a while and said nothing.
"Don't bother answering!" Roger yelled. "I can't believe anything you say. I have no trust in you. I despise you, Denise."
Roger stood up and started to walk out.
"No," Denise cried, "don't go, I love you."
But Roger ignored her and got as far as the door before he passed out.
He walked over to a mirror and looked at himself. The image staring back at him was that of Marcia Swanker.
"Good morning, Roger, or should I say Marcia?" Christine greeted him. "When Denise told us how much you wished you were one of the Swanker sisters, Marcia said she would swap bodies with you."
Roger saw himself enter the bedroom, or rather Marcia in Roger's body. Roger looked up at Marcia, who towered over her. Marcia pointed to himself and laughed at Roger: "You gave up this to become Marcia Swanker. You're not very smart, Marcia."
"I'm not Marcia Swanker, I'm Roger Peterson," Roger said.
"No," Marcia disagreed, "you're Marcia Swanker now, your wish to be a Swanker sister has come true."
"Did you come here just to taunt me?" Roger asked.
"No, I wanted to thank you for your body, and to make you an offer from Denise."
"What offer?" Roger sighed.
Marcia pulled out Denise's dildo from a box he was carrying. "I'm suppose to offer you the chance to be my lover, and if you say no, then I'm supposed to give this to the Swanker sisters."
"It's little miss peenie," Christine laughed. "I can't wait to use her again."
Roger wasn't sure what to do, but she knew she didn't want to have Denise's dildo around, and being Marcia's lover could at least give her the excuse to see her own sister and mother.
"Okay, Marcia, I'll be your lover."
Marcia glared down at Roger. "My name is Roger, not Marcia. I'm surprised, Marcia. I had hoped you would select the dildo. But if we're going to be lovers, we might as well get started. Take off your clothes and get on the bed."
Roger stripped off her clothes and lay on the bed. Marcia took of his clothes and climbed on top of Roger.
Roger looked down and saw Marcia's penis, it was a lot bigger than when Roger had a penis. Roger felt Marcia's penis go up her cunt. Then Marcia started pumping up and down. Roger started to orgasm, and farted with every orgasm. Roger was farting up a storm with all the orgasms she was having.
Roger could feel Marcia ejaculate again and again. Finally Marcia pulled out, ejaculating twice onto Roger's breasts.
Then Marcia went over to Christine. "It's your turn."
Christine quickly stripped. "This is great, I never thought I would have sex with Roger Peterson."
Roger went into the bathroom to clean her self up. Marcia's cum was flowing out of Roger's cunt and down her legs. Roger could hear Christine grunting in the next room, one grunt after the next. When Roger came back into the bedroom she saw that Marcia was pulling out of Christine.
Marcia looked at Roger. "Go lick your sister's cunt clean."
Roger bent over to where Christine lay, and brought her face up to Christine's cunt and started licking. She was licking up Marcia's cum and swallowing it. Christine was telling her to lick deeper.
Marcia came up behind Roger and stuck his penis up her cunt doggy style. Roger was soon farting onto Marcia with each orgasm she had. Marcia was again ejaculating, and Roger was licking Marcia's cum from Christine's cunt at the same time Marcia was putting more cum up Roger's cunt.
Marcia pulled out and announced that the love making session was over. Roger started walking towards the bathroom when Marcia stopped her. Marcia told Roger that he didn't want her to wash off his cum.
Marcia handed Roger a huge pair of panties. "Put on your panties, Marcia. You will wear cum filled panties today as a sign of your love for me."
Roger put on the panties, and they quickly became wet from cum flowing out of her cunt.
Marcia gave each of the Swanker sisters a quick kiss and said to Christine: "Make sure Marcia wears her cum filled panties all day."
Then Marcia left, saying "until next time."
Christine was ecstatic. "That was the best sex ever, even better than little miss peenie. I'm so glad you decided to take Roger as a lover, Marcia. I bet you weren't expecting such an exciting first day as a Swanker sister."
Christine showed Roger where Marcia's clothes and other possessions were. "These are all yours now," Christine said.
After Roger and Christine got dressed, Christine took Roger to meet her new mother. Mrs. Swanker gave Roger a hug. "Welcome to the family, Marcia, I'm not sure why you wanted to become a Swanker sister, but I'm happy to have you."
"Marcia and Roger have become lovers, mom," Christine said excitedly.
Mrs. Swanson laughed. "I heard a lot of farting and grunting, the two of you must have been having a go at Roger."
"It was great sex, mom," Christine said. "He shot Marcia full of his cum, then me, then Marcia again. I've never seen so much cum. Marcia's wearing cum filled panties right now as a token of her love."
Mrs. Swanker lifted up Roger's skirt, and felt the wet panties. "You're panties are soaking wet, Marcia," Mrs. Swanker observed. "You must really love the boy to be willing to wear cum soaked panties. Maybe someday the two of you will get married, you would make a nice couple."
Then Mrs. Swanker cautioned Roger. "The number of people who know who you used to be is very few. Your previous mother and sister don't know. Your new younger sister doesn't know. Keep it that way. You are never to mention to anyone who you used to be. You are Marcia Swanker now, and that's who you have always been, do you understand?"
"I understand, mom," Roger replied.
After she had thrown him out, Roger came back and left a package for Marcia. She didn't want to open it, but her sister Christine did. "Look! It's little miss peenie," she gleefully announced after she opened the package.
Marcia looked and saw that Christine was holding Denise's dildo along with the holster. Christine stripped off her clothes and wanted Marcia to join her in a session with little miss peenie. Marcia was reluctant but finally agreed. Christine handed the dildo to Marcia. "You do me first, then I'll do you."
Marcia slipped the holster into her own cunt and then attached the dildo. Then she crawled on top of Christine, sticking the dildo up Christine's cunt. Marcia pushed in and out, and her sister was soon grunting with pleasure. Marcia however was not feeling any pleasure, and was thinking back to when she had been Denise's dildo and was being pushed up Christine's cunt.
Later Christine took the dildo and holster from Marcia and attached them to herself. Marcia lay down and her sister climbed up to mount her. As Christine started to thrust the dildo up her, Marcia had a flashback as Denise's dildo. She remembered the smell and taste of when she had been pushed up Marcia's cunt. She remembered having orgasms and ejaculating up Marcia's cunt. She remembered Marcia farting with each orgasm.
Suddenly the flashback ended and Marcia was experiencing wave after wave of orgasms, and she was farting virtually non-stop. Then Marcia felt the ejaculations of the dildo within her. She had forgotten to make sure the dildo was empty. But she was also sure that the dildo had not ejaculated into her sister.
She guessed that Denise was monitoring the transmissions of the dildo and had decided to make the dildo ejaculate when it was inside of Marcia. She felt the ejaculations continue and wondered whose cum it was. Maybe it was Roger's, or maybe it was from a dog; Marcia shuddered to think of the possibilities.
Marcia noticed that Christine was doing a lot of grunting. Marcia thought that the holster was giving Christine pleasure, while it had given her none. Marcia guessed that it was probably the work of Denise.
Back when Marcia was Roger, she had thought the Swanker sisters were repugnant, and couldn't imagine fucking one. Now she was a Swanker sister being fucked by another Swanker sister. And she was enjoying it immensely.
Finally Christine pulled out of Marcia, saying how fantastic it was. Marcia got up and walked to the bathroom, with cum flowing from her cunt down her legs and onto her feet. She spent an hour washing inside and out, trying to feel clean again.
Marcia looked at her obese body in the mirror, and swore to improve her figure. In the months that followed she was very careful about what she ate, and dramatically increased her level of exercise. And the pounds started to fall quickly away. Soon she weighed less than Christine.
Christine became jealous of Marcia's improving figure, and tried dieting and exercising like Marcia was doing. But she was never as rigorous as Marcia, and was losing weight a lot slower. Still she was happy to be losing the weight even if it took longer than Marcia.
As Marcia continued to lose weight she made an interesting discovery. She wasn't ugly anymore. What she had thought was fat and ugly was just fat and looking ugly because of the fat. At first she started looking cute, and then as more pounds fell away she started to look pretty.
She was also starting to turn the heads of a lot of boys. But she didn't have any interest in boys; instead she was attracted to girls. The brief affair with the new Roger was a unique situation. When she had been Roger, she had always been attracted to girls and never to boys.
As her body became slimmer she also stopped farting when she was having an orgasm. It made her feel like she was building a new and better Marcia. One that was completely different from the old Marcia.
Her grades in school also improved from 'B's to 'A's. This happened in part because she was going to eleventh grade for the second time, but mostly because she was spending a lot more time studying. When she was Roger, she had a tendency to spend a lot of time socializing and not much time studying.
The new Roger was not enjoying the success in school that the new Marcia was. Everybody thought he was repeating eleventh grade because he had missed so many months. But this was his first time in eleventh grade. And while the old Roger had partied a lot and still got 'B's, the old Marcia had studied hard and only got 'C's.
The new Roger was not studying as hard as when he had been Marcia. And now he was getting 'D's instead of 'C's. His new mother had yelled at him, she couldn't understand how he could get 'D's in courses he had previously gotten 'B's in. He didn't know how to explain; he couldn't tell her that he wasn't Roger.
Roger also slipped back into his old habits as Marcia. He ate far too much junk food, over ate in general, and didn't get any exercise. He was gaining weight almost as fast as Marcia was losing it.
Roger was finding himself more of a social outcast. The friends of the old Roger had drifted away from the new Roger. The new Roger didn't seem to know them, and seldom acknowledged them.
Roger forced himself to study harder and got his grades back up to 'C's. But this still didn't satisfy his new mother. Not only were his grades unacceptable, he was getting far too fat. He was finding it harder and harder to continue this charade.
He went to Marcia and told her that he wanted to swap bodies back. She said that she had no desire to swap bodies with a fat pig. And that she had worked hard to reshape her figure and wasn't going to give it up.
Finally Roger went to his former mother and cried about how miserable he was. She told him that he would have to marry Christine, and he readily agreed. She also told him that he would have to change his last name to Swanker when he got married, and he happily agreed. Christine was delighted and couldn't wait to become Mrs. Christine Swanker.
Roger moved back into the Swanker sisters' bedroom, and Marcia was moved into a small bedroom to share a bed with her little sister. Marcia could hear Roger and Christine going at it every night. Marcia didn't like it, but she didn't know what she could do about it.
Then one night, Mrs. Swanker announced that there was far too much tension between Roger and Marcia. She suggested that Marcia spend a few nights with Roger to relieve the tension. Christine agreed, saying that Marcia needed a good fuck. Roger was more than happy to have sex with Marcia.
Mrs. Swanker practically had to undress Marcia, who was not happy with the prospect of sleeping with Roger.
"Come on, Marcia," Mrs. Swanker pled, "you've slept with him before and enjoyed it. Besides, now that Christine is pregnant by Roger, wouldn't it be great if you got pregnant too. You could both have your babies within weeks of each other."
Marcia couldn't believe her mother wanted her to get pregnant by Roger. She grabbed her clothes and ran from the house. She stood outside putting her clothes back on. Then she ran off, vowing never to return.
***
She didn't know where else to go but to her previous mother when she was Roger. She explained what had happened today. Mrs. Peterson was appalled, and let Marcia come in.
"Why did you come to me, Marcia?" Mrs. Peterson asked. "I barely know you."
Marcia sat quiet for a moment. "Because I'm your son Roger," she replied.
"What?" Mrs. Peterson gasped. "No you couldn't be Roger. It's not possible."
"You found it hard to believe when I came back after three months and had the body of a girl. But you accepted it and went along with Mary's idea to call me Denise Johnson. Is this that much harder to accept?"
Mrs. Peterson jaw dropped. "But nobody knows that but Mary, Roger and myself," she stammered. "How could you know that?"
"Because I'm Roger. Surely you must have noticed a profound change in personality the second time Roger came back. Surely you must have noticed the drop in intelligence, the diminished academic abilities."
Marcia raised her voice. "Why do you think Marcia Swanker suddenly goes from a 'C' student to an 'A' student? While at the same time Roger's grades deteriorate. Why does Marcia Swanker start losing weight and Roger start gaining weight? Why would Roger leave home to go live with the Swanker's? And why would Mrs. Swanker accept him into her home? Don't tell me you didn't think something was wrong with Roger."
"Yes, I did think something was wrong with Roger," Mrs. Peterson admitted. "And yes he did act like a completely different person. I just never considered the possibility that he actually might be a different person. Now it all makes sense. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I wanted to," Marcia cried, "I just didn't think you would believe me. I couldn't stand being rejected by my own mother. I'm sorry, I wish I had told you sooner."
Mrs. Peterson hugged Marcia. "Welcome home, Roger."
Her sister Mary was skeptical at first, but soon she said that she accepted that Roger was her brother. Roger pointed out that she was her sister now.
"Okay little sister. Just let me give you some big sister advice. Now you've done a great job getting your body in shape, and you've made yourself into a very pretty girl, but you don't look as good as you could."
"What do you mean?"
"To put it bluntly, your clothes are dumpy, your hairdo is crap, and you're not wearing any makeup. Not to worry though, I'm going to take you out to get some new outfits and a beauty makeover."
***
Roger looked at her self after she got new clothes and a makeover. She found the change in her appearance to be astounding. She had gone from pretty to gorgeous. She found it hard not to stare at herself. She was embarrassed to admit that she was sexually attracted to herself.
Another piece of good news was that Denise had moved away right after she graduated. Roger didn't know where she had moved to, and didn't care. He only hoped that he would never meet her again.
But the best thing that happened was meeting a new student at high school. Her name was Diana Smith, and she was unbelievably gorgeous. When she entered a room all the boys' heads would turn to watch her. Roger's head also turned, and she wanted Diana, but she knew that was impossible.
But Roger still introduced herself to Diana. When Diana said that Roger was the prettiest girl she had seen in school, Roger replied that she was until Diana showed up. Diana had laughed and quickly became friends with Roger.
Later when Diana made it known that she had no interest in boys, Roger suddenly saw her chances improve. And it was only a short time later that Diana and Roger were having sex with each other. Their love affair continued throughout the school year, and culminated with their marriage.
***
Two years later Diana Smith was watching her wife Roger breast-feed their new daughter. Roger had agreed to have a fertilized egg placed in her uterus. Roger had thought the egg to be her own, and that the sperm came from an anonymous donor. But Diana knew better. It was in fact an egg from Denise Moore, and the sperm came from Roger's previous body.
"It's much better this way," Diana thought, "I get to have a wife instead of a husband. Roger gets to bear the children and nurse them. And all I had to do was get my face and voice altered, and change my name from Denise Moore to Diana Smith. But don't worry Roger, I'll never tell you."
THE END