A Volcano About to Erupt

It hadn't yet struck that I was engaged in a vain search. 

My roommate Jez laughed at me as I straddled the mirror, in a desperate search for where my balls had gone. I failed, in my shock, to even process where my cock had gone, since rolling my palms over my new clit sent distracting waves of amplifying pleasure into every extremity of my body. 

"It's too late. They're deep. They're not even testicles anymore." He smiled. "Do you like those nails I applied while you were sleeping? I plucked your eyebrows, too. You were so blackout drunk last night, I gave you a brazilian and shaved your armpits and legs. I had everything ready to go. I wanted you ready for when the pills kicked in. What do you think?"

I winced. Yes, I liked my nails. I liked the way they felt fixed to my nails, feeling as if they came from my own nail beds — long and feminine. 

He had painted my toenails to match, and I curled them expectantly as I spread my thighs even wider. I stuffed my fingers inside of me deeper. A space had opened where my balls had been, my ballsack had pulled taut against me as my outer lips.

I flowered from it. I bloomed. Swollen lips hugged my fingers, begging them to return soon each time I pulled them out. And I did return them, because when I did it felt warm and inviting — like my fiance. Only tighter. I looked at it in the mirror, knowing what was now between my legs, but unable to admit it. 

"I don't understand what's happening."

"Dude, look at yourself. You're dripping fluid and practically fucking yourself with your fingers. I don't even think you're looking anymore. I think you're trying to get off."

I blushed and sent two fingers deep. Each exploration had the absolute opposite effect of finding my manhood. Each thrust was like a battering ram hitting the gates of my femininity, threatening to burst them open wide.

"Jez. Stand back."

"Why?"

"Because I'm close."

"You mean. . . "

I winced. "I want to come."

His eyes widened, flummoxed by my sudden commitment to see my transformation through.

"And if my dripping pussy is any hint of what's going to happen, my first female orgasm is going to be a gusher." 

He leaped back and took a deep breath. I don't think he had fathomed exactly what it would be like to turn his roommate into a woman as a practical joke. His eyes widened and I could see his hand undoing his fly. He looked at me for approval and I nodded. "Yes. Yes, I want you to touch yourself and watch me. I don't know why. I don't know if I should. But it would be stupid for us not to try, wouldn't it?"

Oh fuck. My warm pussy juices stream out like the hot lava of Mt. Vesuvius. Jez just pulled his cock out and he's rock hard. What was going to happen? I simply had to find out. But I knew one thing: I was simply going to erupt. 

"Here it comes. Are you watching, Jez?"

"Oh god, I'm going to come with you."

A jolt slams my body at the thought Jez would already be close. Another hit — stronger. I'm on the edge. I don't think I'm ever going to go back. Oh fuck. Here it is. 

Joe's cock seizes, firing a shot that crosses my breasts. The moment it hits every muscle in my body is rocked in pleasure. I pump my fingers, penetrating myself, seeing it through. 

I coo and moan, trying to catch my breath and hold on. A deluge of pleasure shoots from within me as Jez unloads on me. 

I realize I understand what's happening now.