Danny was as much awestruck as he was excited! That hooded creature, that strange Entity from his dream, it was REAL! He couldn’t believe what he was seeing and was trying to process everything when Kurt switched the channel right into the middle of a lewd scene on one of his favourite crime dramas. Danny watched intently as Kurt’s digits moved deftly, sliding deeper down into his teenage virgin snatch. A low moan escaped from his mouth as he watched the woman onscreen climax, his mouth frozen into a wide-O shape.
Kourtney meanwhile had noticed the scene unfolding up on the screen. Normally, Danny would expect her to take advantage of the situation and rat out Kurt straightaway but for some reason she didn’t. She pocketed her phone as her eyes lingered on the scene for what seemed an eternity, her pale blue eyes transfixed on the nude bodies on display. Danny watched as her new appendage began to throb uncontrollably, testing the strength of the tight fabric by her groin. A second later and Danny observed Kourtney blush a bright shade of scarlet, her bulge significantly diminished whilst a small patch of moisture grew around the front.
Danny giggled quietly as Kourtney excused herself, clutching her cock with her dainty little hands as she sprinted up the staircase. He stepped into the living room and sat on the recliner adjacent to Kevin’s seat, making sure not to disturb his little finger-fest. ’He certainly seems to be enjoying himself...’ Danny laughed. He took one more glance at the screen and decided that he himself deserved a swap of his own.
Kevin continued to enjoy himself, teasing the horny, little hole sat snugly in his boxers with his rough hands. The scene continued to stimulate his feminine genitalia, even despite the change that was happening right in front of him. He carried on watching even once spunky brunette detective that he’d imagined fingering began sprouting hair right in front of him, her breasts shading brown as the beginnings of chest hair started to spread across them all the way down to her exposed taint.
Next she seemed to lose all the curvature she possessed (and she had a LOT of curves beforehand) as her body began to deage and resemble a scrawny teenage boy that spent more time sitting in his mother’s basement playing video games than going out to exercise. Kurt was oblivious as the actresses’ breasts dissolved into her masculine torso, her hard nipples shrinking rapidly and turning into little stubs on her pale body. The scene had taken a drastic turn from a couple of minutes ago: instead of the actress lying face up on the bed and moaning ugh ecstasy, she’d now assumed a dominant role and had begun ploughing her partner with her virile 5 incher.
Away from the action, Danny had taken a moment to admire the woman’s beautiful body. He nearly slipped and split his skull as he skittered his way up into the bathroom before locking the door behind him. The Bronson-Carters’ bathroom boasted a huge portrait mirror that Danny now used to really savour the sight of his new body after discarding his musky clothes onto the tiled floor. Although he’d lost about a foot in height (and approximately 30 years), he’d gained an experience that most men could barely even fathom. He started from the top and worked his way bottom, watching his pale neck gradually blend into his more tanned torso. He marvelled at his slender shoulders and collarbones, his body feeling lighter and softer. He observed the way his new breasts sagged slightly, caressing them carefully with his manicured, red nailed fingers. His hands slid down, tracing the outline of his sides and down his toned stomach to go closer to his expectant taint. He chose to leave that experience for last, instead manoeuvring his hands around his wide hips and voluptuous backside, carefully making his way down to his thick thighs and slender calves down to his itty bitty pink toenails.
“Oh, oh my...” he moaned softly as he danced his fingers back up, elaborately circling the sweet, sweet female pleasure centre. He stifled a yelp as an index entered, the sensation causing his eyes to roll back up into his head. He was about to see if he could fit any more fingers inside when there was a sharp knocking at the door that almost made his head jump off his stolen body.
“Oh my gosh, Danny? Wha the hell are you doing in there that you’ve spent half an hour holed up in there?! God help me, if I wet myself...” Danny could hear his stepfather hopping from foot to foot as he tried to stop the inevitable flow.
“Erm, gimme-a-minute!” Danny screeched inaudibly as he rushed to gather the clothes he’d strewn all across the room. However, this was useless as his father burst in without warning and smacked straight past his naked son and to the toilet where he rapidly drained his snake. Danny scowled at Kevin while the latter smiled as he shook off the last couple droplets. This smile quickly disappeared as his member was violently pulled into his groin, only for a set of dripping, middle-aged female genitalia to take its place. “What the-! W-What the...”
Danny cleared his throat and looked triumphant as he pushed out his groin, a bulging 7.5 inch monster on full display to its former owner. “How the-! What th-! YOU!” Kevin looked menacing as he closed the gap between them.
Danny wagged a finger in his stepfather’s face as he began to say, “Nuh-uh, no way Kevin. You are not to lay even a single FINGER on me. Now calm down and listen. Otherwise, you’re never gonna see your manhood EVER AGAIN.” Kevin quickly stopped. A quick dart of the eyes and Kevin was assessing the situation, much like how he would in a battle situation back in the ‘Corps. There was only one exit in that confined space, the door directly behind Danny (two if you counted the little window by the sink). Kevin easily outclassed the kid with his hulking physique- he could easily subdue the little shrimp with his eyes closed.
However, it seemed like Danny was telling the truth. The vagina between his legs certainly felt real at least. He grunted loudly, opening the floor for Danny to speak and accepting defeat (for now at least). Danny grinned mischievously.
“Thanks for understanding, you roid-raging bellend. Now, I’m guessing you have a couple questions for me: yes; this really IS your cock- no: I don’t know how I took it away from you and, even if I did, I probably wouldn’t even tell you. And no; that pussy you got right there isn’t your daughter’s, it’s not anyone in your family’s and it’s definitely NOT a virgin one.”
“Oh god, you’ve given me some random slut’s coochie?! If I weren’t married to your mother, I’d kill you here and now...”
“But you are and so I don’t think you’d look like husband-of-the-year if you tried to murder me. Plus, it would just make it certifiably impossible for you to ever get your manhood back. Imagine, for the rest of your life, being ploughed by your wife’s strap-on, day in, day out and being helpless but to carry on doing that to get the same level of arousal? Sounds fun, right?”
“No! I’m the man! NO ONE ploughs Kevin Carter! Kevin Carter does the ploughing!”
Oh my days, how did Mum ever marry this idiot?, Danny tutted as he placed his hands on his hips in an unintentionally sexy pose. “I suppose I could give you your masculinity back if you...”
“PLEASE! I’ll do anything!”
“Anything? Ok, you know what? You can have this back if...”
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