the couch where Damien was and sat next to him.
Damien explained what the pill really did and what it altered. He was basically admitting to me that he lied, but tried to do so in a way that made me not get pissed off, and let me tell you that it wasn't working. This change better only be temporary, I thought.
"So, right, you lured me here, so you could lie about a pill that turned me into a chick so that you could fuck me, is that it? That's extremely sick." As I was ranting and venting, Damien calmly leaned over to take a sip of his soda.
I felt a buzzing feeling when his arm accidentally brushed against my chest on the way past, making my nipples harden. It felt both exhilarating and shameful.
"That was...quite nice," I said suddenly and calmly, lowering my voice. "I've never felt anything quite like that before."
"Oh yeah?" he smiled, sneaking his hand through my button shirt to my breast as he slowly caressed it. I wanted to shout and scream. I was angry, I was scared, but at the same time, I was getting horny. I didn't know why. I don't find guys attractive. I'm a guy, we're men! But all that went out the window. How could I be a guy if I had boobs?
"Damien, stop it, I-uh," I suddenly couldn't think straight. Emotions were coursing through my body and I didn't know how to respond.
"Shh..." he whispered, interrupting me. I blushed and leaned closer to him while he massaged my breasts. "You don't need to say a word, I knew you would react this way and I knew Susan wasn't right for you. So, I think I'll give to you what she couldn't." I wanted to resist, but I also wanted it, and in a way I was already asking for it.
"Besides, you look very lovely. Wait 'till she sees you like this - you're actually hotter than her. That'll really grind her gears."
I didn't have time to respond before he unbuttoned my shirt, setting my new, small breasts free.
But he didn't stop there, as I began to pant under the pleasure of having my chest rubbed and massage, he began to circle my hardened nipples with the tips of his finger which drove me crazy.
"Stop," I whimpered, but I didn't really want him to stop. He lowered himself before me and gently stroked across my nipples, one at a time. I let out a moan as he got faster. Damn, this guy was good.
I gazed towards the ceiling and I felt his mouth cover my right nipple as his tongue carried on stroking. The exhilarating feeling of having a mouth kissing and suckling me made me so hot.
As much as I liked it, I still wasn't used to this new body. "Damien, I don't get how this new body works, how am I supposed to --"
Before I could finish, he interrupted me by putting one finger on my lips and saying softly, "Shh, I'll teach you."
As I lay on the couch, face up, Damien laid down on top of me, tilted his head and pressed his lips against mine softly. I felt my breath taken away as his warm, moist lips caressed mine before pulling away slightly.
"How was that?" He smiled devilishly as he ravished my body with his wicked-looking gaze.
"It was good," I managed to let out, before I pushed him off and rose to my feet. I wasn't sure if he was just trying to get a feel for me in my new body, or what.
Without another word, he slipped out of his jeans and t-shirt, exposing his rock-hard abs and fine cock. Wait, did I just think that? Why am I looking at his manhood? Oh God, he was so big! I never thought I'd feel comfortable seeing another man naked. But I had no inclination to look away.
"Wow," I gasped, as he smiled at me intently.
"You like what you see?" he asked proudly as he began peppering my face and lips with honey-soft kisses. Then he kissed down my neck, causing me to squirm.
I couldn't bear it any longer, and that's when I let out an involuntary moan. Without missing a beat, he moved to my stomach and down to my pussy, hovering just above my clit. What on earth was he doing?
Oh my God, was he going to...
I cried out as he slowly lowered his finger to my pussy and my nerves