Boys II MILFS part 4
Daphne greeted Sherman at the door. "Come in, honey," she purred, taking his hand.
"Jesus Donny, is that really you? What the fuck happened?" Sherman was astonished as Daphne writhed against him, her short, ultra-stacked body rolling and jiggling.
Sherman was curious. A horny teenager, sure, but still smart enough to start drawing connections. "So a few weeks after two guys from our class disappear and you see two huge-titted women leaving their house, you transform spontaneously from a young man to another huge-titted woman. On the very same street." He screwed up his face in thought. "How do I know you're really Donny?"
Daphne shrugged. "You have a crush on Pamela in Social Science?"
"Come on dude. Half the boys in our year have a crush on Pamela. What about something only Donny and I know?"
"You shoplifted Mario Kart when we were in town one time. I've never told a soul about that."
Sherman gulped. "...me neither. Wow, Donny. We have to figure out how to change you back."
"It's Daphne now, and no we don't. I love being this way!"
"Aw c'mon, how can you? Those huge cans, that giant ass. And you're like a foot shorter!"
Daphne pouted dramatically. "Don't you like me, Shermy? I like you. I called you over here to fuck you. It's all I can think about!" She gripped his dick through his jeans, and in answer to her question it was already hard. "I don't think I'm really Donny any more. I remember him, everything he did. But I feel as if I'm a different person, like I've lived another life that I just can't articulate. This body is so familiar to me, but I don't know how. I knew how to put on make up, get dressed right."
She threw one thigh over Sherman and sat on his crotch. "Like... I know how your dick is going to feel inside me. I don't remember being fucked, and it hasn't happened since I changed a couple of hours ago, but the feeling of a dick slipping into my hot cunt is right there in my brain. The lips of my pussy gripping the shaft, the pleasure of being stretched open..."
"Oh fuck," said Sherman. And then they were kissing. He couldn't keep his hands off her tits, and he felt the firm implants inside as he sank his fingers into them. Daphne began grinding hard, then knelt up to trap Sherman's face in her cleavage.
"Get them out, honey," she instructed as Sherman pulled down the straps of her dress, then the cups of her bra before lovingly slobbering over her nipples. "Now take off your jeans..." He struggled under her, but unfastened his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down his thighs. Daphne pulled her panties to one side and sat her chubby pussy down, slowly, slowly, onto Sherman's cock. It was just as she thought - the exquisite fullness, her lips pulling out as she rose up his length, then dragging back inside as she descended again. Sherman grabbed her tits hard where they met her ribcage and began speeding her up. It was his first time, and though the circumstances were blowing his mind - fucking his best buddy, now somehow occupying the body of a milf with cartoon proportions - they didn't blow his mind as much as the fact he was actually having sex.
He was building up to orgasm pretty quickly when Daphne stepped off him. "Hold on, baby. We've got all day... How would you like to fuck my hot new asshole?" Sherman nodded dumbly. "Well, get your face between these big cheeks and lick my ass." She turned, showing him her huge ass and slowly bending over. Sherman was in heaven as he dropped to the ground and pressed his mouth to her ring, and began licking and slurping. "Yes... yes... get your teenaged tongue up my fucking ass... Lick my shithole..." She loosened up quickly, allowing Sherman to really ram his tongue in and out of her butt. He tentatively slid a finger, then two, into her pussy as he tongue fucked her ass, forcing in a third when her squeals of delight reached his ears. Daphne started to shake in orgasm, her ass clapping on the sides of Sherman's face.
"Nnnnngh! Yeah! I'm fucking cumming! I'm cumming from my ass and pussy at the same time!" A wave of slick fluid ran over Sherman's pumping fingers and his tongue was forced out of Daphne's ass as her sphincter tensed. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeeeeessssss..." She rolled over onto her back and brought her knees up. "I never would have thought you were such a fucking stud, Shermy. Now use my ass to get off." Sherman edged closer and she grabbed his cock, guiding it to her wet hole. "Push... push in..." she urged. Sherman grabbed her ankles and pressed forward, his dick straining against the natural resistance of her muscle. After a few seconds of effort he just popped, sliding deep inside her as she was good and wet from the asslicking he'd delivered.
Gasping, Daphne began playing with her clitoris as Sherman fucked her huge ass. "Oh god... I love it!" She was moaning. "Oh fuck, this is even better than my pussy. Harder baby, fuck that tight ass fucking hard! Fill me up!" Sherman picked up the pace as he got closer to his climax. "That's it, hose my fucking insides with your hot cum!" Gritting his teeth, Sherman bore down on the short, thick milf that used to be his classmate, stuck his cock into her ass far as he could, and blasted his load deep inside her.
They cuddled on the sofa afterwards, Sherman deep in thought. "I thought at first it might be a virus, or an agent of some kind that altered you. But I don't think that works as an explanation - why would your nails and hair grow into a style? How come you clearly have breast implants? You can't just generate those."
Daphne giggled. "I don't know, sweetie. Maybe it's magic?"
"I think you're right," said Sherman sternly, "and that's much harder to deal with because I don't know how it works. I didn't even really think magic existed until thirty minutes ago! But who would do it, and why? We have to find out what you, Ralph and Lee all have in common."
"Ralph and I live on the same street. All three of us are in the same chemistry and maths classes," mused Daphne.
"Maybe this is a punishment. Does it feel like a punishment? Did you piss anyone off?"
"I teased Katie about her hot mom, but I doubt Ralph and Lee did things like that." Daphne squeezed her own tits and laughed. "Not that Katie's mom has anything on me now."
"There's definitely some ironic justice in that... maybe I should go and talk to Katie and her mom? Or do you think it's more likely to be one of the teachers at school?"
Daphne scratched her head idly. "It doesn't seem likely that Mr Jensen would do anything to Ralph or Lee, even if he was always up my ass about something."
"Maybe Ralph and Lee did this to you somehow," mused Sherman. "Perhaps they found a spell, or a cursed object, and they used it on you because you were such a shit to Ralph?" Daphne just shrugged. "Maybe it has happened to somebody else... We should check! Where's my phone?" Sherman started searching and after a few moments he sat bolt upright. "Holy shit - it happened here in town! Listen to this - eight years ago a woman in her thirties presented at a hospital claiming she was really an eighteen year old boy!"
"What the fuck? How don't we know about this?" said Daphne.
"I guess it just looked like a woman had gone crazy... It's only now that we know these changes are possible that it even seems real!" Sherman stood. "We'll have to figure this out sensibly. I'm going to get cleaned up. Coming?"
In the bathroom, Daphne wiped herself clean and Sherman ran a sink of water, grabbed the soap and began washing. By the time he tried to put on his jeans the source of the transformation was clear. Sherman could no longer pull them over his expanding ass.
"Oh shit... oh fuck... it was the water! Daphne, it's in the water!" Sherman fell, feeling his body spasming as it changed. His shaggy, curly hair straightened and grew as his hips cracked and widened, the thickness travelling down past his ass and to his thighs.
Daphne was next to him in a second. "I'm so sorry honey, I didn't think it through before I called!" She put her arms around him, pressing his distorting face to her heavy tits. Between his legs, Sherman's cock hardened, a final display of the masculinity he was soon to lose. "Let me help, baby." Daphne closed her mouth around Sherman's cock and sucked as she jerked him off.
"AAaaah! I can feel my tits growing, my skin stretching! My stomach is ugghhh... wrenching... I don't want to be a woman! Help me!" Daphne's answer was to suck harder and deeper on his dick. Helpless to resist the onslaught of changes, Sherman's hands slid from his burgeoning breasts, over his soft midriff to grasp Daphne's head and thrust. "My... my balls! They're being crushed!" Daphne grabbed Sherman's now huge ass and pulled, his dick spearing her throat and releasing a last flood of cum directly down to her stomach. Sherman's cock shrank so rapidly that by the time Daphne had swallowed and sat back, she was able to watch his new pussy flowering between his legs.
His voice changed as he moaned, shifting higher and more nasal as his final male orgasm gave way to the erotic power of his new body - full, fleshy, with long legs and high, fake tits. When he spoke, it was high and squeaky. Sherman looked down at his altered body and a new self-image snapped into place, obliterating the teenager who used to inhabit her mind. She was a perfect, fuckable, forty-something MILF, and she loved it. "Uuhh like, I'm such a hottie now," she said through pouting, thick lips. Words, sentences, complex ideas about her transformation now eluded her. What had happened? "Am I like a bimbo or something now, Daphne?"
"Awww. I guess so Shermy," said Daphne sadly. "I didn't want this to happen to you. We can still figure this out and try and change back!"
"Like, no way. I'm Sheila now, and I wanna stay hot." As if to prove how happy she was, Sheila squeezed her tits and pulled at her nipples seductively.
Daphne stepped close, and the two new women kissed, their long tongues intertwining wantonly. When they broke contact, Daphne sighed. "Sheila sweetie, do you still want to try and find out how this happened? We can go down to the psychiatrist's office at the hospital and see if we can find anything out." Sheila agreed, and soon they were on their way to the hospital in clothes pulled from Donny's mother's closet. Daphne watched Sheila's swaying ass as they walked. Sherman said he didn't want to be a woman, but Sheila says she doesn't want to go back, she thought, but that doesn't seem fair to Sherman. Daphne knew she wanted to stay as she was, but could she honestly say that Donny would have wanted this? Were they just parasites, living off the biological matter of teenaged boys?
The man at the desk in the psychiatric ward eyed Daphne and Sheila hungrily, but refused to give out any details. "Would you be able to give us an address or phone number if my friend came round the other side of the desk for a few minutes? She can be very helpful, and," Daphne stopped to kiss Sheila sexily, "she really loves to be helpful." Sheila nodded and giggled in her high-pitched, ditzy way. Daphne hopped onto the desk, and shook her huge tits in front of the receptionist. "Why don't you show him, Sheila?" Sheila looked confused. "On your knees, honey."
"Oh! Silly me!" Sheila giggled and went round the desk, pushing the man's chair back on its castors and unfastening his trousers. She sighed with satisfaction as a nice, thick cock sprung out, then went to work on her first blowjob. The receptionist gripped the edge of the desk as Sheila licked and slobbered all over his dick, then went straight to deep throat him . Her eyes watered and she choked and struggled, but she forced the big meat right past the back of her mouth and into her throat. "Ghhhhlork! Glorg glorg gluk!" Without withdrawing completely from the cock, Sheila rammed her head down onto him relentlessly - it was like she was made to suck cock.
"Jeesus," moaned the receptionist, "you two... you're just like her aren't you? She couldn't stop fucking either. She was here for years... she fucked everyone in the building... oh god, don't stop baby!" Not taking his eyes off Daphne's giant cleavage, he held Sheila's head and began actively fucking her face, taking no care over whether she was choking on his knob. Finally he pulled back, dragging his dick from Sheila's mouth and delivering an unholy splatter of cum onto her forehead with a triumphant cry.
Sheila winced as it ran into her eyes. "I would much rather have swallowed it, big boy." She licked his cock clean and helped him to tuck himself back into his pants.
Daphne got off the desk. "Now, that name and address please!" The man made a few clicks on his computer before scribbling some details on a post it and handing it to her. With a smile, Daphne and Sheila headed out to find the first victim of this strange curse.
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