1. The Pill - part 1


    Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Shemales, Author: mallenwc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    rubbed my eye it was dry. As I stared at it, my finger seemed to be getting smaller, narrower. I extended all my fingers, opening my hand in front of my face. It was not just my finger, my hand was also shrinking. It seemed to be changing shape and texture too. The callouses were softening, the lines on my palm were becoming shallower. In excitement, I dropped my hand and looked back to the mirror. My reflection was still very blurry. &#034What the...!?&#034 I felt something crawling down my neck, spider-like. I jumped and moved to slap it away and only found long hair, but in the sudden movement I had knocked my glasses askew and when I looked back to the mirror, no longer looking through the lenses, I knew that magical pink pill was working. The reflection was no longer of a middle-aged man, with hair going grey and too much belly. The clothes were the same, but the shape inside them had changed. Was still changing. I jumped to my feet - and banged my head on the roof of the van. I grabbed the top of my head and sat back down. My hands felt a full head of hair: long, luscious hair, no bald spot. I moved my elbows apart and looked back at the reflection. Looking back at me, in what were becoming badly fitting clothes was a woman - looking a bit like my ugly twin s****r if I had one. As I watched, fascinated, the greyness of the stubble on my chin was changing, smoothing, pinkening. The shape of my jaw was changing too, my jaw bones were moving inwards, making my face more ...
    pointed. I was aware of a dull ache in my jaw, like I had just eaten a particularly chewy toffee. I continued looking at my face; my nose, which was quite broad and large was narrowing, reducing, turning up at the end, and the indent below my brow was filling, making my eyes deeper, larger. I was aware of a dull ache in my face as these changes gradually happened. My receding hairline was coming forward and my hair was darkening, browning back from the grey it had become. My skin was smoothing, I was now looking like a less ugly twin s****r! My eyes travelled down the reflection in the mirror. The clothes looked - and now felt - wrong. I wondered what the body inside them looked like. But I realised that I didn't have to wonder! I stood up - more tentatively this time and started to unbutton my shirt, hands shaking with excitement. My wrists brushed against something - breasts! I slowed down the rate of my unbuttoning, enjoying looking at the skin gradually being revealed; much smoother than my usual skin - and with no hair on my chest, not that I had much, but now there was none. My fingers undid the last button and the shirt hung with a gap of a few inches apart, revealing a much flatter tummy than I was used to seeing. I slowly pulled the two bottom sides of my shirt apart, revealing more of my smooth, hairless belly. Gradually the two halves of the shirt moved apart. I could feel the roughness of the shirt sliding over my nipples. I realised I was holding my breath, not ...
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