Transformation Ch. 06

She spent minutes pushing one then two fingers into me over and over making sure I was well lubed. Finally withdrawing her fingers I felt something hard and plastic get pressed against my ass. It seemed fairly narrow at first but widened quickly stretching me further and further. I began to think about snapping my fingers when I involuntarily grunted as it suddenly narrowed, my sphincter shrinking around it to hold it in place, and I realized what it was. She had impaled me with a butt plug and it was a different feeling from when the guys had been fucking me. That was a pleasant burn as I temporarily stretched around them their cocks slipping in and out, this was different, this was a constant sensation of full and a slow stretch. I couldn't tell how big it was and I'm not sure I wanted to.

It's funny how life has all of these surprise lessons for you. For example, I learned something at that moment that I had not known. I did not realize, before Tiffany activating it, that such a thing as a vibrating butt plug existed. The unexpected rush of sensations from my ass flooded my brain causing my moans to grow louder even around the gag. Feeling her move off the bed the room grew silent except for the soft buzz of the toys and my ragged breathing. Was she even still in the room? I tried to listen for her breathing or any noise from her at all, but there was nothing. I continued to writhe and moan from the onslaught of the vibrating toys, even with them not moving the sensations were overwhelming.

"Sara, do you trust me?" Her voice seemed to come from everywhere and I would have jumped had I been able to move. Tied to the bed, blindfolded, gagged, and all of my holes deliberately filled and now she asks if I trust her. The funny thing was I did. I trusted her more than any person I'd ever trusted. I knew deep down that part of it was just Gandalf fucking with me, but since I awoke Tiffany has been my world. How could I not trust her? I nodded my head vigorously making sure she could see.

As the bed began to move again I felt Tiffany kneel on the bed next to me. "I need for you to be very still." How exactly I was going to do that was beyond me. It sounded like she was dragging some sort of large device which she set on my cast. The room was filled with the unmistakable sound of a vacuum cleaner. What the fuck? I wasn't sure I wanted to know what she was going to be doing with that when a second noise filled my ears. It was a whine, high pitched and screaming. I knew the sound; it was the sound of a Dremel tool. It was then I realized what she was doing, she was cutting off my casts.

She told me later it took her almost an hour to remove the three casts encasing my body. It was the longest hour of my life, holding still as she cut away at the casts all the while her toys continued their evil work. Occasionally she would stop and twirl my clit around with her tongue until I screamed. Orgasm after orgasm roared through my body while she cut through the plaster but I never grew desensitized or overstimulated to the point of pain. After cutting off the leg cast she removed the portion on my arm and shoulder next, adjusting the ropes to keep me in place. I was in tears and at the point of physical exhaustion as she made the final cut, the effort needed to remain still far exceeding what I'd ever imagined. Helping me lift she removed the final piece from under me and I let myself collapse onto the bed.

After spending a couple of minutes cleaning up the bed Tiffany peeled away the tape holding the vibrator. "You were very good Sara so now you get a reward." Pulling the vibrator out she started with the lightest touch I could imagine. I could barely feel it as she dragged her tongue across my outer lips. Fuck this was almost worse than the toy. It was a relief when she eventually pushed her tongue into me. "You have the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted." Using both of her hands she started by rubbing my clit as her tongue fucked my hole. This in itself would have been enough but she grabbed the base of the buttplug and began to rapidly fuck me with it. Had I not been restrained I doubt she would have been able to hang on as the orgasm ripped through my body.

Pulling away she moved so she was kneeling next to me and began to caress my skin while she waited for me to come off my orgasmic high. Breathing through my nose I was finally calm when she slipped the toy back into me, slowly fucking me with it. "Baby, would you like me to remove the gag?" I immediately began to nod my head and I felt her begin to undo the buckles with her free hand. I was looking forward to the gag being gone as my jaw was beginning to get sore.

Tiffany is very slick. I will give her that. In the same moment I felt the gag being removed she pulled the dildo from my pussy and as I flexed my jaw she pushed it into my mouth. The taste of my pussy exploded on my tongue and my lips instinctively wrapped around the toy and began to suck. This was the first time truly tasting myself and it was addicting, but Tiffany wasn't quite done. As I sucked the toy I felt her mouth close over my nipple and she began to suck and bite. Having been hidden under the plaster for three weeks I had almost forgotten how sensitive my nipples were, but her sucking was enough to set me off. I was screaming around the toy as she moved back and forth teasing them both when she suddenly removed it.

I'd been so lost in what she was doing I never realized someone else was in the room until I felt a hard cock being pushed into my mouth, my lips instantly closing around it. His cock tasted so good as he began to fuck my mouth. It was challenging to suck on him as I couldn't raise my head very far so I just swirled my tongue around the head and shaft. I had a feeling it was likely Devin but I didn't care; just having a cock in my mouth was amazing.

Swinging his leg over he straddled my head and pushed his cock deep into my throat before he began fucking my mouth. I was able to tilt my head back just a bit, changing the angle and allowing him to go deeper. Happily, he wasn't being greedy, for his tongue began working magic on my pussy. I felt it when Tiffany loosened the ropes on my legs a bit letting me open my legs a bit further. It was during this 69 that I discovered another of Gandalf's subtle changes. As he continued to fuck my mouth he would leave his cock buried in my throat from time to time as he discovered some tasty spot he wanted to nibble. I never once had issue breathing. This realization turned me on incredibly and it wasn't long before I came all over his tongue. Pulling his cock from my mouth I felt him turn and straddle my chest, his cock resting between my tits. Well, this was new.

Laying there with his cock between my tits I felt cold oil being poured on them. Had he not been sitting on me I would have been going crazy when it hit my nipples, making them even harder than they already were. "Fuck Tiffany that shit is cold," I said, my first coherent words of the day but instead of responding she simply moved and was now sitting on my face. I tried reaching out with my tongue for a taste of her but she lifted herself keeping just out of reach. Finally satisfied with the oil she pushed my tits together and I felt the mystery cock begin to slide between them. It was a different sensation and in truth, it wasn't doing much for me until I felt him begin to pinch and roll my nipples. Fuck I miss my piercings.

As he began to fuck my tits Tiffany finally settled on my face and I began to lick for all I was worth. Her pussy tasted so good as I moved from fucking her with my tongue to flicking her clit. All her teasing and playing with me had to have her on the edge and I wasn't disappointed as I soon tasted her sweet juices flowing into my mouth. Clamping my mouth to her pussy I began to suck determined to get every drop.

With Tiffany's sweet pussy on my face, I hadn't been paying attention to the guy fucking my tits. It wasn't until Tiffany suddenly raised that I realized he was cumming when I felt the first rope of cum splash across my face. Lifting my head I opened my mouth to try and encourage him to cum in my mouth but instead he continued to cover my face. Dragging his cock across my lips he allowed the last drops of cum to fall upon my tongue before climbing off. Still tied and blindfolded I wasn't sure what was happening until I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper going up. Hearing my bedroom door click shut Tiffany removed the blindfold and began to untie me. I never did learn who it was.

Finally able to sit up I rubbed my wrists waiting for Tiffany to finish my feet. Once she was done I dashed off into my bathroom to pee. As I was wiping myself I realized that the plug was still in my ass and I didn't find it uncomfortable. Still, it would need to come out. Business taken care of, I took a moment to clean the cum from my face before stepping back into my bedroom. "Sorry about that. I never thought about you needing to go when you woke up." As soon as she said that it dawned on me that, while yes I had needed to go, as soon as I discovered what was going on the urge had vanished.

Standing with my back to her I looked over my shoulder. "I was wondering if you're planning on removing the plug or leaving it in there for the day."

"Oh yeah. This will be easier if you kneel on the bed." Kneeling I lowered my face to the mattress and spread my ass cheeks open with my hands. "Oh I think I know more than a few guys who would love to see you like that," she said slowly pulling on the plug. I started moaning as I was being stretched when she suddenly laid a hard stinging smack on my ass and the plug popped back into place. "Now you know what happens to patients who act up. I don't know about you, but I'm starving so let's get cleaned up and grab some lunch and maybe, just maybe if you're good I'll take the plug out when we get back."

The next few days proved to be relatively uneventful which, to be honest, was a nice change of pace. We did take the time to redo my nipple piercings which was fun, no not really. While my brain may have been rewired to be more accepting of my current situation there were times when I was reminded just how out of my depth I was. Tiffany had managed to talk Dr. Jameson into extending her independent assignment since I had managed to land my ass back in the hospital. The other day Tiffany suggested there were a couple of things I needed to learn about life as a woman so we headed over to Macy's to see a friend of hers, Ronnie.

Ronnie, as it turned out, was short for Ronald and Ronnie was gay, in truth he was the first gay person I ever met. Ronnie also knew more about the use of makeup than any other three human beings combined, which is why we were there. After Tiffany introduced us I found myself in a chair as Ronnie began applying a variety of different things to my face. I was able to follow what he was saying for about six seconds and after that, he might as well have been speaking in Latin. After working for several minutes he finally stopped, "I completely lost you didn't I?"

I couldn't help but sheepishly nod my head. Laying her hand on his arm Tiffany said, "Ronnie do you remember a couple of years ago I told you about the patient I had in the coma; the woman who had been a guy? Sara is that patient, and while she is learning, there are gaps in her education." Ronnie seemed a bit confused for a moment but then appeared to remember. "Oh and get this," Tiffany said, "there is not a single hair growing anywhere on her body beside her head."

"You lucky bitch," Ronnie said before going over everything he'd done just more slowly. Finally, it was decided I would buy some stuff and Tiffany would help me practice putting it on. Most of it seemed fairly straight forward, although the idea of blending it all I knew was going to cause me issues. Seriously, let's put on makeup so it looks 'natural' and doesn't look like you have makeup on at all. The mob should be taking lessons from whoever is running that racket.

After we finished with Ronnie we found ourselves walking around the mall. "Tiffany, thank you. I know I have said this before, but I don't know how I would have been able to adapt to this life without you." Reaching out I found myself wrapping my hand around hers.

"Sara," Tiffany said, wrapping her fingers in mine, "you're welcome, and I know Gandalf paired us together but I would like to think we would have been friends even without that. Besides you were pretty good looking before, I would have been trying to get you into my bed anyways." We walked around the mall in relative silence after that; drifting in and out of the shops, picking up a few small things here and there. "Oh, I meant to tell you. I was able to get a hold of Kim and Tom, the cops from your rescue. They are coming over Saturday for a cookout. Thought we might show them how grateful we are for saving you."

"Oh I know I'm very grateful and plan on making sure they both know it, repeatedly." Heading over to PacSun I picked up a new bikini, not as tiny as the one Tiffany bought me but decidedly small with a G-string. "You did tell them to bring swimsuits didn't you or did that just happen to slip your mind?" I was starting to figure out how her mind worked, so I was pretty sure I knew the answer.

"Oh," she said, an evil smile across her face, "was I supposed to tell them that? I guess they will have to just borrow one or we could just do without."

"Yes, well, I know which one you prefer and I intend on ending up naked on my back anyways." A group of younger guys were walking past as I spoke and Tiffany and I both cracked up when one of them tripped over nothing landing hard on the asphalt. I felt kind of bad for him and walked over to check on him. "Are you ok?" I asked, kneeling next to him. His eyes were wide open and his only response was a slow nod of his head. I knew what he was focused on as from this angle he could easily see the piercings on my nipples. Leaning forward I whispered in his ear before kissing him on the cheek and getting up. "Bye boys," I said, walking back to Tiffany with a little extra sway in my walk.

As soon as we were out of earshot TIffany grabbed my arm. "What the hell did you say to him? He damn near came in his shorts."

"Actually I'm impressed he didn't. He was looking right at my piercings so I told him our names and said that I love it when bites and pulls on my rings." Starting up the jeep I thought I heard a noise from Tiffany, but it was drowned out by the AC/DC blasting from my speakers. Getting home I decided to wash the jeep Saturday morning before the cookout.

"So why exactly did you tell him our names?" Tiffany asked as I grabbed a couple of Hornsby's from the fridge. Popping mine open I took a long pull off of it before answering.

"It's pretty simple. Every single one of them is going to be jerking off later thinking about at least one of us. I just wanted them to use the right names." Watching Tiffany almost choke on her drink was pretty funny until she grabbed the spray bottle she kept by the sink. As she sprayed me with the water I grabbed the big sponge from the sink and threw it, smacking her in the face.

"Ok bitch it's on," Tiffany yelled, launching herself at me. Soon we were wrestling around on the kitchen floor, neither of us able to get a grip as I may have poured the bottle of dish soap on her. Someone got a hold of the spray nozzle and soon we were both completely soaked as was most of the kitchen.

I'd finally got her pinned down when a pair of tan desert boots suddenly popped into my view and I felt myself being hoisted into the air. Landing upon a shoulder, Tiffany was soon in the same predicament and we found ourselves carried out to the backyard before being unceremoniously dropped on the grass at Mike's feet. Tiffany and I were both stunned, and it wasn't until he started spraying us with the garden hose that we reacted. I would like to say we worked together and dumped his ass in the pool. I would like to say that. Instead, he chased us around the yard with us both screaming like, well, like girls.

"If the two of you are quite finished I was hoping to take you both out for dinner," Mike said holding two big towels, "so get your asses inside and get changed, dressed up preferably." Not wanting to get the inside any more soaked then I'm sure it already was, we both stripped before taking the towels. I couldn't help but notice how hard Mike got with both of us standing there.

Getting out of the shower I saw a short black dress with matching shoes and g-string sitting on my bed. A couple of minutes later Tiffany came in as I was putting my hair into one of the quick braids she had shown me. "Nice choice, Mike will love it."

"I didn't pick the dress, it was on the bed when I got out of the shower. I thought you picked it out." Tiffany smiled as she shook her head no. Oh lovely as if my life didn't have enough issues; Devin likes me, Mike wants to see me in a little black dress of his choice, and I'm pretty sure I'm falling for Tiffany. Fuck me.

Slipping into the garments Mike had picked for me Tiffany did my makeup before letting me see myself in the mirror. Turning around I was stunned by what I saw, the dress was hugging my curves and showing off every asset I have. Barely reaching mid-thigh with a deep scoop in the front I understood why Mike would have chosen this dress. Slipping on the shoes I couldn't believe the difference they made to my legs, I also couldn't believe that I was so happy about how hot I looked. I realized that while I still think of things from a guy's perspective more and more often the opposite has been true. "So what do you think?"

"Well," I said turning to look at my ass, "I'd fuck me, hard." Ducking into my closet I grabbed a small purse for my ID and phone before helping Tiffany finish getting ready. Finally ready we walked out into the kitchen and I could see that Mike had changed into a suit. Turning around I don't think he was quite prepared for the vision in front of him as Tiffany's dress was almost identical to mine. "Mike, are we going to go or are you going to stand there like a fish out of water all night? Someone promised me the Hyatt." He did look like a fish; his mouth was open and kind of just opening and closing.

Mike had borrowed a car from a friend of his so we all climbed into the shiny red mustang. Tiffany insisted I sit next to Mike so she slid into the back. I quickly realized that climbing in and out of the car was going to be a challenge with a dress as short as mine was, but following her lead, I managed to get in. The drive was uneventful, but I did notice Mike kept glancing over to look at my legs. Looking down I suddenly understood the constant tugging you see girls doing on their dresses, just sitting here in the car, mine had worked its way up almost to my crotch. Quickly pulling it down I heard Tiffany laughing from the back seat, "Get used to it."

Pulling into valet parking I was enjoying the looks as we emerged from the car. As Mike came around we each took an arm and with both of us adding a little sway to our hips we entered the hotel. I could feel every eye in the room on us. It was intoxicating knowing that every guy in the room wanted to be Mike and every woman wanted to be us. Finally reaching the elevators I leaned into Mike as Tiffany did the same, feeling his hand rest on my ass. I started getting wet knowing he was doing the same to Tiffany.

When the elevator finally opened we stepped aside as an attractive older couple exited. Looking us over, we were surprised when the woman leaned forward, "Rock his world ladies," she said before kissing her husband on the cheek. We barely managed to keep control, but as soon as the elevator began moving we burst out into laughter.