Mommy Pills

Sarah shook the small bottle of pink pills, making them clack lightly together.

"Won't you try one, for me? I'd be so grateful, baby. I'll owe you forever!" She reached forward, squeezing my cock through my jeans, making it clear that she was giving me license to ask for something crazy in return. "What is it that you want me to do for you? Get one of my friends in for a threesome? I know you've got a thing for Kirsty! It can be anything. I just really want you to try mommy for me."

I was hesitant for sensible reasons. I'm a sensible guy, except where Sarah is concerned - I'd do anything for her. But taking mommy... It was a big ask for a few reasons.

A few months earlier, a rumour started going around about women on one night stands spontaneously transforming into men. Trans forums online set alight with rumours of a temporary transformation pill that could change a person into a woman for a few hours. Then it became news - a snippet of CCTV footage from the rear door of a nightclub seemed to show a sexy middle aged woman in a low cut dress suddenly freeze and stumble, then grow as she became a large, overweight bald man. You could see her hair retract into her head, her cleavage flatten out, her legs go from shapely to bulky. And maddest of all, you could see her clothes change - her dress becoming a t-shirt and separating at the waist to become joggers. Her expensive-looking high heels became a pair of grey trainers.

The world was fascinated, and although there were plenty of accusations of fakery they were silenced when the press tracked the guy down. He was an ordinary guy who had bought a pill from his ecstacy dealer - a magic pill that changed you into a MILF, and your clothes along with you, for ten hours. He said that his dealer (who he wouldn't identify) had called it 'mommy', punning on molly. The pills were cheap, and he'd bought one hoping it would help him get laid. It did. So he'd bought more, and was living his weekends as a sexy older alter ego.

It was all still very deniable though, just a story. But when journalists offered to pay him to show them the transformation, the man agreed. And so, in HD, the world watched him pop a little, vibrantly pink pill into his mouth, then shudder as the fat on his body began to melt away. He shrank, visibly, as the bones in his face visible shifted - cheekbones and chin becoming defined as his eyes changed shape, a wave of make up rolling over his features. His shirt seemed to open on its own, dipping off his shoulders to become a strappy black dress, the upper hems forming just as two spectacular breasts pushed out of his now narrow torso. The jeans he had on pulled tight to his legs, thinning and becoming opaque as they reformed into stockings. The man stood, stretching his lithe and curvaceous body as his feet elevated on the brand new platform heels that formed out of his slippers.

How did the pills work? Apparently they were magical. Magic pills, made from a magic potion.

The world went crazy.

The pills had already spread through the underworld, and they were everywhere around the globe. Demand was high, and for a short while they started selling for hundreds of dollars per pill. But there also seemed to be no limit on availablity either - as soon as the price started to rise in a given city, another dealer ended up with a supply and the prices came down again. They weren't technically illegal - they weren't made of anything even identifiable to scientists. In a news report, one chemist famously said eating one was the same as swallowing a small section of absolutely nothing. But the same chemist could not deny that the effects were real.

Police started seizing mommy, and emergency legislation was brought in in many countries to control it. Anti-trans factions were having a permanent fit. Everywhere, mommy was the main topic of conversation. It wasn't so much a health crisis as an existential one - these little pills had upended everything we knew about the universe, the rules of reality, about identity. And however much they tried to stop it, use and availability of mommy proliferated.

So, here we were, months later, with my kinky girlfriend trying to get me to change into a MILF for some Saturday afternoon fun. Sarah had never made a secret of her bisexuality, and her favourite porn usually involved older women with big breasts. I loved it too, but I was nervous about actually changing. I thought of myself as straight - would this permanently affect me? Wasn't messing with magic a bad idea in every story ever?

"Please," Sarah pleaded. "Just once, for me. I bet I can make you feel so good..." Both Sarah and I were 26 and a good match. We were both runners, it's how we met, and were in great shape. And though I loved her lithe, athletic body, Sarah sometimes was way too critical of it, especially her small, pointy boobs. The women she was attracted too were soft and curvy, and always had big breasts - either natural or implants. I knew what I'd be giving her if I agreed to do mommy; something she craved but could never have without being unfaithful.

This was a way through.

"I'll do it. I'll do it tonight," I said.

We sat on our bed. Sarah had my favourite set of lingerie on, emerald and lacy. I was wearing boxer briefs and a t-shirt. "Should I be naked?"

"No way! Watching your clothes change along with you is part of the hotness," she said, grinning.

"Huh," I said. "So it's not just the woman at the end you get off on, it's the actual transformation?"

She edged closer to me, draping her arms on my shoulders. "Yeah... I think it's the idea that you've got this other person inside you just waiting for you to let them out. Thinking about my stud boyfriend, letting his big dicked, hard muscled body explode into womanly softness... hmmmm. I want to see you grow a big pair of titties, and age past me. The whole idea just turns me on so fucking much."

She kissed me hard, grinding her crotch against my thigh. My dick hardened in my underwear, poking her in the stomach, and she squealed in delight. She leaned back, grabbing my erection through the cotton and began to pump it.

"I'm going to take you right to the edge, and I'm going to keep you there while you change. She's going to emerge firing on all cylinders - the hottest fucking mommy either of us can imagine." Sarah reached for the bottle of pills on the bedside table. "Here, put it in your mouth and hold it there. Don't swallow yet... And don't cum."

I popped open the lid and, after a second of hesitation, placed one of the little pink pills onto my tongue. I put the closed bottle on the bedside table as Sarah freed my dick and closed her mouth around it. I held her strawberry blonde hair as she jacked my cock against her tongue, then picked up the pace as she began aggressively bobbing her head up and down on it. She knew I could take it - staying power had never been a problem for me - but the sight of her face stretched around my thickness, and the nasty, wet choking noises as Sarah forced me into the back of her throat just made me harder and harder. 

"Glark, glark, glooork, gak! Hhhaaaa!" She pulled me out and rubbed my leaking, spit-covered dick all over her pretty face. She gathered her breath, composed herself again.

"Still got that pill, honey?" I showed her it between my teeth. "Okay. Let's do it." Sarah tucked my rock hard erection back into my underwear. It bent somewhat uncomfortably across to my left, held thick against my body by the material. I knelt up, and Sarah leaned back, spread her legs and began to stroke herself through her panties.

I swallowed the mommy.

Sarah watched with hooded eyes that darted over me, looking for the first signs of change. Five, ten seconds and still nothing. We waited nearly a minute. My hard on started to fade.

"Isn't it working? Can you feel anything?" The frustration was evident in her voice.

"Just... Just hold on," I said. "There's something starting I think. I can feel-"

My jaw clenched as every muscle in my body spasmed in unison. I thought for a second I would pass out, but the feeling melted away as quickly as it arrived. 

"Oh! It's starting baby," said Sarah. "Your hands!"

My erection returned as I watched my hands shrink, steadily becoming petite and slender even as the nails lengthened. Some strange new feeling washed through me, a familiarity with my changed hands and the way they felt and looked. The idiom "I know it like the back of my hand" slipped into my brain. Something, maybe someone inside me, already knew the body I was going to get.

The dark hair on my forearms became fine, almost translucent, and I felt my arms shorten and narrow, the muscular definition of my biceps fading. Something in me was altering, awakening, pushing out my normal thoughts. Another me, just waiting inside, unleashed by the magic mommy pill. As my shoulders narrowed and I began to lose height I couldn't help but let out a giggle. A gentle, feminine giggle. 

Sarah leaned back and began to stroke her pussy through the emerald panties. There was a large wet spot showing and she bit her own lip in excitement as she pulled them to one side. "Holy fuck, it's really working," she gasped, slipping a finger inside herself. "You're going girly... You're gonna be a fucking girl! Ahhh!"

My t-shirt sleeves crept up over my new shoulders, and the neckline plunged down, revealing a narrower, hairless chest. The bottom of the t-shirt moved up, all the way to my ribcage. The sensation of it moving was incredibly odd, but the thought of it becoming a bra, encasing a fat, round pair of tits excited me. Or was it my emerging female persona? How much of this other me was just... me? I pursed my lips, only to find them meeting and squashing together way before they normally did. 

"Your face is changing, baby," said Sarah, now finger fucking herself with her panties pushed to the side. "Your lips just got fat as fuck! Hnnnngh!" 

I turned to the mirror in our room in time to see my nose slim and turn upwards, my chin change shape. Any stubble I had was long gone. I stared into my own eyes as they moved a little closer together, angling up, long eyelashes pushing out, my irises changing colour - brown to bright crystal blue. Little wrinkles cracked around the corners of my mouth and eyes as I aged up. My hair seemed to suddenly billow out, going in seconds from my tight, dark parting to big and blonde and glam.

I now had my forty-something MILF face, and I was gorgeous. 

I slipped off the bed, watching myself intently in the mirror as I transformed. Sarah moved round behind me, aware she could use the reflection to look at both my front and back at the same time. 

My boxers were shrinking, changing into lacy black panties. My cock seemed bigger than ever on my smaller frame, even as the material tightened around my erection, forcing the fat, pre-cummy head out of the waistband. The crotch tightened, and my balls popped uncomfortably out of one side. Sarah reached around to touch them tenderly. Immediately I felt my scrotum tighten, the skin pulling my balls close to my body.  Behind me, I could feel the seat of my underwear thinning, becoming a g-string, separating my buttocks. I could feel the material tickling the hairs around my asshole briefly, before those hairs just disappeared. My flat, boyish ass inflated, going in about ten seconds from nothing to a gorgeous, heavy, well-toned, perky womanly butt.

Sarah gasped, her hands leaving my aching balls to grope my fat new ass. "Honey... It's so beautiful! You're nearly there! You're completely momming out!"

I watched my pretty mouth curl into a horny sneer, an instinctive reaction to Sarah's words and touch which was at once completely unfamiliar and yet extremely natural. 

"Fuck yes, squeeze momma's big ass like a good baby girl!" The words slipped effortlessly out of me in a sultry, commanding Texan drawl. 

There she was.

There I am. Julia.

I wrapped my small, feminine hand around my fat cock and began to jack it off. My balls pulled tighter and tighter into me as my scrotum receded, and I felt them pop one by one inside my body. They were pulled deeper and deeper into me, down a tunnel that I knew was my vagina, until I could only feel the strange sensation of my insides moving around. I understood it was my testicles being repurposed as ovaries, my fallopian tubes linking them to my uterus. The sharp pain of my cervix, forming and suddenly closing after they passed through. My sweet, tight MILF pussy linking them to the slit in my skin created as I split open, not in a wound but in a beautiful flowering of my soft labia.

My cock felt good in my hand. Julia has jacked off a lot of dicks, and her host's cock was a nice one, thick and and strong. But of course it had to go. 

"Babygirl, if you wanna say bye bye to your fella's cock, now's the time," I said. Sarah crawled off the bed and knelt on the floor between my legs. 

"I want to kiss it goodbye, mommy," she said, gently taking my hand away and pulling the front of my panties down slightly to free the shaft. My still-forming vulva crinkled and moistened as she sucked my old cock, my baby's beautiful mouth working and working at me until I gripped her head tight and forced her to take my explosion of cum right at the back of her throat.

I looked down in time to see stockings sliding inexplicably up my legs, holding onto my thighs. Between them, my cum-filled young lover opened her mouth and my dick slid out, shrinking, the skin receding until it settled as the hot nub of my clitoris. A light blonde fuzz sat above my perfect pussy. Sarah let out a delighted sigh and looked up at me. 

On my narrow chest, under the loose, lacy bra, my nipples hardened. The areola crept larger across my skin, small bumps forming in them as the small cone points that had been my boy nipples thickened into little cylinders. The flesh under them started to swell.

"Your titties, mommy! Your big MILF titties are growing!" Sarah once again started to plunge her fingers into her cunt as she looked up at me from the floor. I surpassed her cup size on the first bulge of my skin, taking me to a small handful. Flesh seemed to slosh out of me, making them rounder and heavier. They rippled as they met the material of the bra, but didn't fill it. I gave that horny sneer again as I realised what was coming. Seeing my face, Sarah came, squirting onto the bedroom floor as her eyes rolled back in her head.

Deep inside each breast, a pocket appeared. The pockets filled with fluid - I felt it rush in. The walls of the pockets thickened slightly, and they grew. An implant in each tit.

Big ones. Big fake mommy MILF tits which soon threatened the integrity of the bra which the magic pills had made out of my vest. The skin of my chest stretched pleasantly along with the growth of the implants, packing tit-meat into the garment until it strained. It was almost like when I used to get a hard on, and my cock would fill and stretch the skin of my dick. It was satisfying.

The upper surfaces of my tits bulged dramatically, my hard nipples poking at the material. The growth slowed and stopped. I knew I was a 32J. The weight and size of my tits felt... Well, they felt right. I felt finishing touches appear over my body - nail polish on my fingers and toes, hoops piercing my earlobes, a wave of makeup over my face.

I was complete. Sarah was drooling at my petite, stocking clad feet. I couldn't wait to fuck her.

"I'm Julia. Come up here and kiss your mommy, Sarah girl." I stood and helped her to stand. She was taller than me now by a couple of inches, but my curvy body and age marked me as the boss of the relationship. I wanted her badly, more intensely than I had as a man. Queerness, or maybe just an omnivorous hunger to fuck, pulsed through me. I knew right then that I not only needed sex but that I somehow was sex, sex manifested into my old body by the magic mommy pill. The pills weren't just making MILFs - they were making the only people who could give and receive intense, continuous pleasure, who understood the push and pull of dominance and submission, who could fuck and be fucked. Only experienced women can embody that.

I kissed Sarah's mouth, tasting her heat and my old self's cum on her breath. Kissing with my plump lips was heavenly, and I knew men and women alike went crazy for their feel. Sarah simply melted in my arms. 

"Oh mommy," she said softly, "you're so perfect. Let me fuck you, please."

"Mmmm, don't be so hasty. First you'd better suck on mommy's big tits." I guided her hands to the back of my bra and she unclasped it. I shrugged the bra off and my tits swung free for the first time. I swayed, making them knock gently into Sarah's lust-addled face. My left breast hit her cheek and I dragged it past her mouth, the nipple hard as fuck as I felt her soft lips try to capture it. As soon as it was out of her reach, my right breast hit her in the same place. She wasn't going to let this one go and clamped her mouth down on my tit, sucking hard. I felt my pussy cream itself.

"Oh, that's good honey," I sighed. "More... Worship mommy's titties." I took hold of Sarah's hands and lay her down, pinning her wrists over her head. Then I started to smash my tits into her face, smothering and teasing her alternately while she lapped, licked and suckled on me. Of course my boobs had always been a key erotic zone for me, that's why I had them pumped up. That's why I always wear tops that either show my massive cleavage or cling to my sexy round tits. I want everyone to know I'm stacked, and I fucking love it when I catch people staring.

I crushed my megatits into Sarah's face, holding them there while I felt her writhe and buck, her mouth never stopping kissing, licking, nipping at my breasts. I let her out for a breath and forced her immediately back in again. I knew Sarah had always wanted this kind of gentle domination from a busty older woman, and I was delighted to fulfill her wish. When I pulled off a second time, Sarah's eyes were rolled back in her head and she was shuddering with the power of an orgasm brought on only by the crushing, smothering power of my huge boobs.

"You love these big tits, don't you Sarah?" She nodded, blushing. "You're jealous of them aren't you, that's why you like them. You crave them because your tits are so pathetic. I wonder how he puts up with them? No wonder he grew such a huge pair when he took that pill." The other me would never have dared push Sarah's buttons like this, but I knew now, somehow, that she loved me taunting her like this.

"Tell mommy about your tiny tits, Sarah."

"My tits are too small. They are hardly there at all." Her fingers crept back to her pussy, and began to work it over. "All day I think about a huge pair like yours, bumping into me... Smothering me. Taking all the attention in a room. Hu... humiliating me."

"Oh I see. My poor baby," I said in mock sympathy. I drew my hand back and slapped her little breasts lightly. "You don't need to worry about tits. I've got enough for the both of us, haven't I? And when we're together, no one's going to be looking at these flat little things. Not unless they've got a thing for little boys."

I could see Sarah begin to peak, her breath becoming ragged. 

"You know your boyfriend fucked big titted women before he met you. You've seen the photos of his ex. She was only a D cup, tiny compared to me, but big enough to make you look like a kitchen worktop." I watched Sarah turn bright red and push a third finger inside her pussy.

"That turns you on doesn't it, you dirty little slut? Thinking about your boyfriend sucking on a pair of big tits gets you going. Well, now your boyfriend has his own huge pair of mommy tits, and he loves it. I doubt he'll ever look twice at yours again." Sarah was thrashing and moaning, pumping her fingers in and out hard and rubbing her clit with her other hand. I decided to push it further - share something her boyfriend never had before. 

"Once he fucked a girl with really big tits. Yeah, even bigger than mine, huge heavy naturals. She was a short, chubby, pretty girl, a bit of a goth. He couldn't stop staring at her pale cleavage in the black dress she wore. He picked her up in a club and brought her back to his place." Sarah let out a deep wail but didn't stop masturbating. "Do you want me to stop, baby?"

"No... tell me more," Sarah said through her teeth.

"On his sofa, they made out and he groped her huge breasts. They were each bigger than his head, so pale with the biggest, pinkest nipples you can imagine. She sucked his big dick while he fondled her tits. And then he climbed on top of her, straddled her middle and held those big goth tits together and fucked them. Can you imagine what it's like, to have such big breasts that you can completely engulf even a big cock like your boyfriends? All that sensitive titflesh getting stimulated as a hot cock sides between them? Leaking over your skin? The thrusting getting rougher and rougher and his hands gripping your tits harder until he explodes between them? That night he came so fucking hard, he shot all over those fat tits and all over her face. He still thinks about that night while he's jacking off."

Sarah's breath was held and she was biting her lip, staring at my chest. It was time to push her over the edge.

"Maybe one day you could get implants. You definitely should in fact, the boobs you have don't even qualify. I don't think the doctors will be able to fit much in there though. You might be better off stuffing your bra like a horny little teenager rather than try and keep up with the real women around here." I leaned closer to her again. She couldn't take her eyes off my giant tits as she came. 

"Unnnh! Fuck! Cumming again! Ahhh, I'm so sorry mommy! Sorry I can't grow tits, I'm so fucking flat and worthless!" I swatted my hand at her hard little nipples and pinched them gently as she came down, and then cradled her head against my chest. 

"There there, sweetie. No need to worry. Now lick your cum off your fingers and tell mommy why you like big boobs."

Sarah sighed. "I just always loved them. When I was small our neighbour... She was really busty. My mom was like me, but I saw my dad looking at the neighbour one day. The look on his face - it was the same way I felt. When all my friends started developing and I stayed small, I would touch my pussy and wish for big tits. They never grew."

I stroked her hair tenderly. "He does love you, you know. He loves your body, how strong and quick you are. He only wants you to be happy with yourself. If you tell him you want implants, he'll help you. But do it for yourself, not him. And if you're into this humiliation stuff, tell him that too. He's ready to give you what you need to get off."

She smiled up at me, and we kissed again, at first tenderly and then with increasing passion. I whispered in her ear as I nibbled at it. 

"Get your toys out babygirl. I need you to fuck mommy's holes with them. Lick my pussy and ass and slide those big fake dildos inside me." Sarah couldn't scramble to her bedside table quick enough and produced her little bag of sex toys - she pulled out some lube and her jelly-like beaded butt plug. 

"I'm going to put this right in your big, sexy ass while I lick your clit, mommy," she cackled delightedly. I leaned back and asked her to slip down my panties. At that point, I only had on sheer hold up stockings, and as I hooked a leg lazily over Sarah's shoulder I admired my own sexy shape. I felt her tongue rolling around the entrance to my ass and curled my pretty toes in the stockings in response.

Gradually Sarah began to push her more and more of her tongue into my asshole, forcing my sphincter to part to accept her. My pussy was so wet but we had barely touched it yet, and I needed her to get to work. "Put the plug in, baby," I hissed. "Plug my ass and start fucking my pussy." Each segment of the butt plug stretched my ass so satisfyingly, and when we got it all the way to the base I felt wonderfully full. I rolled over on top of Sarah's face and planted my cunt onto her mouth..

"Kiss and love on mommy's pussy, babygirl. Use your tongue and make me flood over that pretty face of yours with my girlcum." She slid the dildo she had ready for me down to her own pussy and jammed it into her own pussyhole with a horny whimper. Then she wrapped her arms around my thighs and began to french kiss my pussy. Her tongue probed my pussy, flicking over my clit. God, I fucking loved being a woman. There was no need for a cock when I could ride the constant waves of pleasure flowing through my cunt until I came, panting and moaning, onto Sarah's face and then roll immediately into the crest of the next orgasm. Nothing in the history of sex in my other body had ever compared to the pounding, tingling, rollercoaster of multiple orgasm. 

Sarah gently eased the butt plug out of me and slid in the dildo from her pussy. And slid it out, and in again.

"Does mommy like that? Does mommy like her ass getting fucked with this big plastic dick?" I smiled and nodded. She pressed her thumb onto my clit and began fucking my asshole hard with the dildo. I could hardly react to anything except the intense feelings in my pussy and butt. The world of light and sound around me faded to an ambient hum. I could feel my heartbeat in my asshole, under my clitoris. I dimly heard Sarah speak. 

"Holy fuck. I never realised my mommy-boyfriend-MILF was such an ass-slut! You really love getting fucked in the butt, don't you mommy?"

"Hmmm, yesss baby," was all I could say. I felt like I was cumming my brains out and there was no other answer. "Don't stop baby! Mommy's cumming so hard from her ass and pussy at the same time! I'm cumming from you fucking my fucking assssss ahhhhhh!" 

An incredible feeling of wetness sprang from my pussy as I squirted all over Sarah's hand, up her arm and over the bed. Then I flopped, cross-eyed, into a pile of my own limbs. 

It took me almost half an hour to come to my senses, and for my fingers to stop trembling. I lay on the bed in just my hold ups, my body propped up against the headboard, and watched Sarah bring in two glasses of champagne. She sat next to me and we clinked our flutes. 

"Well Julia," she said, "here's to experimentation and the pleasure of giving."

"Cheers, my sweet girl," I said. "We have the whole evening until your boyfriend comes back. How would you feel about hitting the bar and seeing if we can scare up someone to get into trouble with?"

Sarah grinned. "Oh that sounds wild, mommy! I'm just wondering what I should do with the rest of the pills I got hold of..."

The end.