Feminized by Cum Pt. 04

This story is the fourth part of the series Feminized by Cum. Please read the previous parts first or this story will not make any sense. Enjoy.

I drove back from the doctor with a million thoughts running through my head. I couldn't believe Damien's cum was turning me into a girl. With every turn of the steering wheel, I could feel the soreness in my developing breasts. I couldn't believe how stupid I was, it was so obvious, I should have realized it much earlier. I felt sick to my stomach.

I was really enjoying exploring my sexuality, I learned so much about myself, but things have gone way too far. I did not want to be a girl...did I? No. I was a boy. Sure, I liked to dress up as a girl and be pretty. I liked feeling small and being at the mercy of Damien, but I was not willing to give up any chance at manhood.

I was still a virgin, and I liked girls. I couldn't lose my chance to have a loving relationship, have a kid, build a family. What was going on between Damien and I had to stop.

But what about his cum? Just thinking about it made my mouth salivate. It was going to be so hard to stop cold turkey, but I knew it was the only way.

When I got back to the apartment Damien was sitting on the couch with a shirt and no pants, playing video games. He has gotten into the habit of living in the apartment with his dick out most of the time. I usually didn't mind, I really enjoyed looking at his beautiful cock as it swayed back and forth in a hypnotizing way when he walked. Now it was the last thing I wanted to see.

He noticed me, paused his game, and asked, "How'd it go?"

"Really bad. You are not going to like what I have to say." I had already explained a bit about my condition to him, but I shared in more detail about how it worked.

"Ok, so there are triggers, like soy, that cause you to release estrogen. And you have obviously been exposed to one recently, right? And if it goes on for too long it will be irreversible." Damien summarized. "Do you have any idea what has been causing it?"

I held my breath, working up the courage to tell him. "Yes, It's your cum."

Silence fell as I let the news sink in. I tried to study his face, gauging his reaction. He seemed lost in thought, staring at me. The silence continued, as the room grew thick with tension. Then I looked down.

This motherfucker 's cock was hard as a rock.

"You are turned on by that you fucking asshole!?" I yelled, I walked up to him to slap him. He didn't even try to stop me. The slap didn't move his face an inch, but it did seem to wake him up from his thoughts.

"Shit, sorry." He said shaking his head, looking down.

"Look at me." I demanded. My eyes started to water as I choked back tears. He slowly looked back up, matching my eyes. "I have really enjoyed what we have been doing, but this can't continue." I said between sniffles. I knew I was about to breakdown, but I needed to get everything out before it did. "I am saying this now. RED. Please respect my decision."

"Ok, I understand." He nodded. God, I just wanted to throw myself in his arms and have him hold me. But I couldn't do that anymore. I turned around and stomped to my room, slammed the door shut and collapsed on my bed. I started to weep; I must have cried for hours until I finally fell asleep.

The next few days were brutal, it felt like my body was physically going through withdrawals. Maybe I was? I kept my head down and avoided Damien as best I could. To his credit he did leave me alone and gave me space, as much space as possible in a small 2 bedroom.

At work I tried to talk with Carly to take my mind off of everything, but she was dealing with her own shit. Apparently, things with her boyfriend were not improving. I was feeling lonely as the week wore on.

Then on Friday I got a text from Carly. Her boyfriend had just broken up with her and she sounded devastated. I felt my heart jump a little, then I felt awful that I was excited about her breakup. This might be a chance for me to turn things around, maybe date my dream girl, but I had to play my cards right.

I texted back asking if there was anything I could do, and she asked me if I could come over to her place and bring wine.

I quickly took a shower and when I got out, I looked in the mirror. I felt my sore growing breasts and my smooth face. Then my eyes found my cock, or what is left of it, it had shrunk to a laughable length perched on two grape sized balls. Tracing my hands down my thinning waist to my widening hips I felt worried, what if Carly, or any girl for that matter, wouldn't find me attractive? I took a deep breath, just go and comfort her, be a good friend, don't expect anything.

I grabbed a bottle of cupcake sauvignon blanc and headed over, she only lived around 20 min away. I pulled up and texted her I had arrived, entered her apartment building, and followed the directions she texted me until I was in front of her room. I steadied myself and knocked.

She opened the door and quickly ushered me inside, "Thank you for coming, I really appreciate it." she said. Why did she look so beautiful, even when she was disheveled? Her red hair cascaded down in a curly messy pattern, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She was wearing baggy pajamas, but her curves found prominence.

We both sat on the couch, and I placed the wine between us. Without hesitation she grabbed the bottle, opened it, and started drinking directly from it. I stared in awe as she chugged half the bottle, she held up a finger to me indicating I should wait.

Finally, she put the wine on the table, I grabbed it a took a big swig myself before turning to her and asked, "so what happened?"

She did not answer at first, instead she learned over and placed her head on my shoulder. I was surprised by the sudden intimacy; we were good friends, but I had never been so close to her. I felt butterflies form in my stomach as the smell of her shampoo filled my senses. I moved my arm to wrap around her side, allowing her head to fall between my arm and chest. It felt really nice. I noticed her nose pressing against my boobs. Suddenly I was acutely aware of my body, my feminine shape. I really hoped she didn't notice.

She started to sniffle before finally saying, "He cheated on me. He came over and acted like everything was fine, even slept with me before confessing. He is such a piece of shit; I can't believe I loved him."

Wow, I never liked the guy, mostly because he was with Carly, but that is just awful. "I am so sorry Carly; you deserve so much better."

"Thanks, you are always so nice to me. I really appreciate our friendship." She said as she placed her hand on my upper thigh. Feeling dizzy, I took another swig of wine, although I do not think my sudden lightheadedness was from the alcohol.

"You are a wonderful person Carly, and any man would be the luckiest man in the world if he was with you. I am sorry you had a shitty person as your boyfriend."

She slowly turns her face up and looks me in my eyes. "You would appreciate me, wouldn't you?" she asked.

My heart started racing, "Yes, I would."

Time slowed as she slowly moved her face closer to mine until she planted a kiss on my lips. I was shocked. Immediately I had a million thoughts run through my head. Does she like me? Is she just using me for a rebound? I am taking advantage of her? Will she regret this in the morning? The thoughts stopped however, when she leaned back up and kissed me again. This time I kissed her back.

Soon she pulled me on top of her, she set the pace as light kisses turned into a passionate make out. My hands were frozen, not daring to explore. As a virgin I was at a loss on how to proceed, thankfully she continued to take the lead. "Touch me, please." She whispered.

With her permission my hands started to move. I caressed her body gently, moving up and down. I slipped my hands under her shirt and felt her soft skin, creeping up till I was holding her breasts in my hands. I was in heaven; I could not believe what was happening. She stopped me and said, "let's go to my bedroom."

She gripped my hand and pulled me from the couch to the bedroom. Once she closed the door, she quickly shed her clothes, I watched with my jaw open has her divine form was revealed to me. Her perky tits fit her perfectly, toned belly and small waist, her disproportionately big butt. I was right, I felt like the luckiest man in the world.

"Take off your clothes silly!" she exclaimed, and without thinking I started to remove my shirt. My shirt was around my head when I remembered my body and stopped in my tracks. She had a full view of my chest. Well too late now, I removed the rest of my shirt and looked at her trying to read her face.

She had a quizzical look, "What is going on with your chest?" She mentioned it. Of course she did, I would be lying to myself if I said it wouldn't be noticeable. My chest was too big to ignore at this point.

"I am having a hormonal problem, but don't worry, it should be resolved soon." I said hoping that would be enough and this dream wouldn't end.

"It is ok." She walks towards me and runs her hand across my boobs. "Wow, your skin is so smooth." She groped my chest, eliciting a moan from me, before finding my nipples and lightly twisting them. It felt amazing. Then she hinged at her hips, leaning forward, and quickly pulled my pants down.

Fully exposed to her I blushed, even more nervous than before. What girl would want my tiny cock? I looked at her face as she took me in, disappointment flashed in her eyes for a second and I felt like I wanted to die. She recovered quickly and returned with a look of passion as she reached down and took my whole cock and balls in the palm of her hand and started to massage me. It felt great, but for some reason my cock was not reacting or getting any bigger.

She pulled me by my cock leading me to the bed before pulling me on top of her once more. She spread her legs allowing me between and I felt our privates meet. I slowly ground into her as we made out, hoping beyond hope that I had enough masculinity left to get a hard on. My nerves were not helping.

After a few minutes of squashing my limp cock against her heavenly slit I knew I needed to try something else. I needed to find some way to please her. I broke off from her lips and started to kiss my way down her perfect body. Inching downward indicating what I was about to do.

She stopped me and asked, "Are you sure?" I did not know what she meant by that, maybe her ex-boyfriend wouldn't eat her out? I wouldn't be surprised. I just nodded and continued my descent until I reached my destination. Her perfectly shaved pussy smelt freshly showered. I slowly moved my tongue from her clit to her hole, relishing the taste and new experience. She started to moan and got really wet as I tested out different movements. I was gaging her reactions and following them to best pleasure her.

Then I had an idea, I stuck my tongue into her pussy. She squealed in pleasure as I moved my tongue in and out. I tried not to think about the fact that my tongue could probably go deeper in her than my cock.

Then I felt tingling. Tingling that could only mean one thing. But how is that possible? Only cum makes me feel that. Then suddenly it hit me, she had said her now ex-boyfriend had sex with her before he broke up with her. Did he cum inside her? I slowly move my tongue out of her pussy and my heart drops when I see an unmistakable string of cum follow, linking my tongue to her hole.

I froze, this was humiliating. Even though she had taken a shower it was obvious that some of his cum had stayed deep inside her, until I scooped it out with my tongue. I had just eaten some of her ex's cum.

"Please don't stop." She begged. I didn't know what to do, I really didn't want to continue eating her pussy because I needed to stop eating cum. I did not want to set back my progress, or relapse. I needed to be more of a man, and each drop I ate took me further from that goal. But I also just found a way to give her pleasure, and I really wanted to continue pleasing her.

Panicking, I raced through my options. Her hand ran down her body and she started playing with her clit. "Please?" she whispered, sounding desperate. That is when I saw her rosebud contract. Maybe I could try something else.

I slowly moved my tongue down until I made contact with her butthole, and I started to make small circles. She gasped; I half expected her to tell me to stop but instead she just sped up her rubbing on her clit. I expected the taste to be awful, but surprisingly it tasted fine, her fresh shower really helped with that. I became bolder, prodding her hole with my tongue. She was writhing in pleasure as she spun her clit like a turntable. I applied some pressure right on her hole and slowly it gave way, my tongue slipped into her ass.

"Oh FUCK." She said as she tightened around my tongue, holding me in place. She came violently, squirting pussy juice and her ex's cum all over my face. She kept rubbing for a solid 30 seconds, clenching and relaxing around my tongue as she continued to cum. I let her finish, my eyes and mouth shut due to the mix of sex juice covering my eyes, after I knew she was done I pulled my tongue back out. I felt around on the floor before grabbing my shirt and wiping my face with it.

She was breathing heavily. "That was incredible, I have never cum that hard in my life. Now get up here and fuck me." There was nothing I wanted to do more; I was so turned on. As I got back up, I looked down and to my horror my cock was as limp as a noodle, it wasn't even al dente. She saw my predicament, sat up, reached over, and started using her thumb and forefinger to stroke me.

I looked at her beautiful body, beads of sweat on her belly from the orgasm she just had. Her breast moving up and down as she tried her best to stroke my cock to life. It wasn't working and we both knew it. I started to feel sick, I can't believe the girl of my dreams was naked and ready to fuck and I couldn't do anything.

Eventually I pulled away and averted my gaze, I couldn't look at her. I felt nauseous and wanted to leave. "I'm so sorry, this is because of my hormone issues, I promise this will be fixed soon." I spoke.

"It is totally ok; you have already done so much. Can we just cuddle?" She asked.

At any other time, I would have loved that, but at the moment my world in shambles. Would I ever be able to lose my virginity? I felt embarrassed, pathetic, ashamed, and physically sick.

"I am sorry, I am not feeling well, I really have to go." I said, got up, and swiftly threw my clothes on. My cum soaked shirt was sticking to my chest, accentuating my boobs as I headed towards the door.

"Wait!" Carly persisted as she followed me and hugging me from behind. "Thank you for coming here, thank you for comforting me, and thank you for everything else you did. Please don't feel bad, you put more effort into my pleasure than my ex ever did."

I really wanted to believe her, but I was too far in my head and on the verge of tears. I couldn't hear that right now, I had just squandered my chance to lose my virginity to my dream girl, the girl I love. I was inconsolable.

"Thanks, but I need to go." I said choking back tears. She let me go, and I left.

I drove home in silence, stewing about what had happened. I started to cry, continuing to drive as tears slowly slid down my face onto my lap. The tears were from shame, but also frustration. I was so horny and had not been able to cum in so long. I was so upset with myself and about my situation.

When I entered the apartment, I grabbed some gin and headed to my room. I ignored Damien on the couch as I started to drink right from the bottle, hoping to numb my feelings. It only took a few swigs until I was drunk. Still feeling quite horny I broke into my girl clothes wardrobe and put on a crop top and short skirt, barely coming down to my mid-thigh. I looked at myself in the mirror and was dismayed, I looked so girly. My body had changed so much before my eyes I could hardly recognize myself.

This was all Damien's fault. I suddenly felt rage and the urge to confront him. With my inhibitions down and strode from my room and up to Damien, he paused his game and stood up.

"Is everything alright?" he asked, seeing me seething.

"NO. you asshole. I am the furthest from ok. You and your stupid delicious cum just ruined my chance to lose my virginity!" I started to pound my fists into his chest. My blows didn't even cause him to sway, I was so weak compared to him. "I couldn't get it up because of my stupid hormones, and now my dream girl thinks I am an impotent loser."

Damien wrapped his arms around me, pinning me to his chest. He massaged my head as I once again broke down, this time my head buried in his burly chest. "Sorry, look we both didn't know. And for the record, I think you are beautiful like this, and a good person. If she can't see past this temporary issue, maybe she is not the one."

I snuggled up in his embrace, he actually knew the right things to say. I was actually feeling a bit better, safe in his arms. I look up at him and felt a strong need to kiss him, so went up on my tippy toes and kissed him.

He moved his head back in shock. I was shocked myself; did I really just do that? I had crossed the line to a place we both silently agreed was too far. He looked at me confused. A pregnant pause filled the room, then, he leaned down and kissed me. We started making out with vigor, he gripped my ass hard, pushing me against him as I felt his member grow.

He effortlessly lifted me by my butt and slammed me against the wall of the living room. I instinctively wrapped my legs around him as he knocked the wind out of me and replaced it with his tongue. He ground into my cock with his cock, the size difference causing mine to get squished as his tongue danced in my mouth. He was so forceful. I was dizzy as he carried me into his room and threw me on the bed. Then he was on top of me, crushing me with his weight as he continued to make out with me.

He stopped briefly to tear off his clothes and stood before me, his cock harder than steel. I went on all fours and moved towards the end of his bed; his cock lined up with my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pushed his way past my lips immediately making me deepthroat his entire length.

"Fuck yes, I missed this." He said as he started to slowly push in and out of my throat. I gagged a bit in the beginning, but my experience kicked in and soon he was smoothly thrusting his entire cock in and out of my mouth. Drool started to drip down my chin as I looked up at him.

His eyes were filled with lust as he slowly sped up his thrusts. He said "So you almost lost your virginity today? What if I told you I had an idea that might help with that."

"Gluck?" I said. Well, I was trying to say "what?" but it did not come out that way. It was hard to talk with a cock down your throat, although I had an idea on where he was going with this.

"I can fuck you." He said and pushed as far as he could into my throat, I look up at him pleading as I start to tap his thigh. He let me go and I removed his cock from my mouth, spitting and coughing.

"Are you serious?" I ask incredulously.

"Yea, I mean you won't get any cum in your mouth, so it shouldn't cause any feminization, and I know you enjoy the butt plugs. Is it that far-fetched that it could be pleasurable?" He made some really good points. Maybe I could try it? I must be pretty drunk; I couldn't believe I was actually considering this. He was right about the butt plugs. I actually continued using them even after I stopped eating his cum. I liked the fullness. I decided it couldn't hurt to try, I was so horny I needed to do something.

"Ok." I said, my voice shaking. "But please go slow, and if I don't like it, I want you to stop."