National Fertility Act

The president's statement was straightforward. "We don't have enough children being born. We need to raise the birth rate radically and with immediate effect. To this end I have signed into law the National Fertility Act which drafts women and men of age into national service in order to bear children. The first million will be inducted tomorrow morning."

Your phone pinged with a message. "National Fertility Act. You have been selected for national service. Please be at your house at 0800 tomorrow."

Hot damn, you thought, a chance to impregnate some young hottie! This would be good for, at the least, one free fuck. You showered and waited eagerly by your door. At eight sharp there was a firm knock at your door. Two soldiers stood outside.

"National Fertility Act draft, sir." They checked your name and you signed a form. "Please extend your right arm." One opened a medical bag and removed a syringe.

"What's this?" you asked.

"This will induce hyperfertility in order to safeguard the chances of procreation." You smiled to yourself as the injection was administered. On top of the free fuck you were getting some kind of government Viagra!

"Your tour should begin in around an hour. Please eat and drink plenty of water in the meantime." They both saluted. "Thank you for your service."

"And for yours," you called after them as they headed down the street, looking on their clipboard for the next address. You headed for the kitchen, scoffed down a couple of protein bars and downed a pint of water. Sitting with your second pint, you waited by the phone. Were you going to be sent the address of a local woman? Were they going to deliver someone to you? It was exciting! You could feel yourself getting hard in anticipation.

It was tempting to jerk off, but you took your service seriously. You sat on your hands, trying not to think about the insistent throb between your legs.

Half an hour left. 

Fifteen minutes left.

You were still hard. Harder than ever. Your dick was leaking precum copiously, and there was a wet patch in your underwear as a result. That wouldn't do, not if some fertile cutie was going to come round any second and blow you until you were ready to slide into her hot pussy and just fuck a baby into her. With five minutes left, you headed upstairs and stripped, ready to change into something fresh.

You glanced in the mirror, and your face fell. Your strong arms, broad chest and strong thighs were gone, replaced by a slim, soft figure with elegant, hairless limbs. You were shorter too... And your face was... girlier? You scrambled back downstairs, naked, and grabbed the form you'd signed. Oh shit!

I, the undersigned, consent to:

• Complete and permanent reassignment to biological female sex
• To be impregnated and carry to term at least one child
• To bear and raise said child with government aid under the National Fertility Act care provision

No hottie was coming. You were the hottie.

What else was on the form? No pubic hair to avoid complications with a rapid onset pregnancy. DNA resequence to reflect your own body if it were female and at prime conception age.

You trudged back upstairs and sat down on your bed, feeling like an idiot. An idiot who was turning into a girl, but whose cock was pounding like never before. Oh god, this was your last erection! You gripped it, your hand slim and feminine. You could only just get your hand around it now. Nonetheless, you stroked... It felt so good! It looked so good, God you wanted to have a cock like yours pumping into you, breeding you...

Hormones in your system went into overdrive, flooding your body with the chemicals needed to promote cell growth. In response, your nails and hair began to grow.  Your skin glowed! In your mirror you could see a gorgeous girl, incongruously pumping her hand along the big thick dick that hung between her legs. The sight turned you on further, and you were excited to be so hot.

That's it, you thought. That's the threshold. You're a girl now. You want to be a woman. You want to be pregnant! You've just got to... cum! Sperm blasted out of your dick, splattering up your body. Your dainty hand kept stroking, pulling out every drop until none was left. You gathered it all in your hand, all your masculinity. All that was left. Your dick flopped down, softening and shrinking.

With a wrenching feeling, your balls pulled tight to your body, the skin of your scrotum growing tighter, tighter, until one by one your balls pulled into your torso. A deep discomfort radiated inside you, mixed with a sensation that was completely new. You realised it was your balls detaching, moving up through your new vagina, pushing through your cervix and through the womb you had been growing every since you were injected, extruding out into your abdomen and reconfiguring themselves into ovaries.

Your penis was pretty much gone too, foreskin just a small hood over the tip of your tiny glans, now your clitoris. The skin below separated, labia minora blossoming inside you like a flower opening.

You were beautiful.

You played idly with the cum in your hand, still hot on your skin. You smelled it deeply, licked at it tentatively. Your pussy was wet and ready.

It was as if you were compelled. You pushed your clean left hand into your body, thick vaginal juices lubricating your entry. In seconds you had four fingers inside, and could feel liquid running out, down past your ass. This was the moment.

Holding open your new pussy, you brought down your cummy right hand and slipped it inside, shoving your warm load deep inside you. You twisted your wrist, popping your whole hand inside, squeezing the jizz out of your grip as your fisted yourself to your first girly orgasm.

A month later, you proudly cradled your heavily pregnant body. Early gestation had been rapid, covering eight months quickly due to the cocktail of drugs that had come with your transformation. Doctors had been to see you every other day, and soldiers came to refit your house, bringing a cradle, toys and equipment. Oxytocin hormones flowed through you, giving you a cosy, loved up feeling. You'd already sucked your first cock, one of your old buddies who'd stopped by. You were horny all the time, and already looking forward to getting knocked up the regular way for baby number two.