Nymphomania Ch. 1

As usual, this is a story containing graphic sexual content. If you are not legally allowed to view such a story, don't download it, read it, touch it, lick it, eat it, burn it, use it for toilet paper, or even stand near it.

If you do read it, send any comments to: zxcvbnm21@hotmail.com I am interested in any feedback, critiques, or reviews. I have an idea for a sequel to this story (it wouldn't be at all hard to write,) but I'll make the effort only if I receive a sufficient amount of mail requesting for me to write it.

I should warn you, ladycyrrh labeled another of my stories "a fuckfest, but more literate than most." That is, of course, exactly what I was aiming for: a fuckfest. Literary worth belongs in literature. What you're reading now is smut. Be forewarned.

Enjoy!

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I was walking along on the first day of college, on my way to my dorm, when I was grabbed from behind. I felt a sharp pain and that's the last thing I remember.

I awoke naked in a featureless room, my hands and feet restrained. A bright light was in my eyes, and a woman's voice was in my ears.

"You are an experiment," she said. "We are testing certain compounds we believe will genetically alter a living subject, and others that we hope will have an effect on your physical structure and behavior."

Another pain and I lost consciousness again.

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When I awoke I felt different. The lights were out, so I couldn't see, but my body felt strange. Among other things, there was a peculiar weight on my chest. The restraints felt looser, and I just felt generally smaller. I struggled against my bonds for a while, then I just waited.

Before long, the lights came on and I could see what was weighing down on my chest. I had breasts! Not large ones, but breasts nonetheless. Looking down between my legs, I saw what I dreaded: that the change extended down there as well. My dick was gone, and in its place was a pussy!

The voice spoke again, from nowhere. "You see the changes we have effected. Allow me to explain. We have altered your DNA; you are now a fully functional woman. Apart from that, we have caused some other changes. Every time you orgasm, it increases your sex drive, particularly your craving for cum."

"What craving for cum?" I thought, but immediately answered myself. As the thought of a big hard dick entered my mind, my nipples immediately became rock hard and my pussy juices started to flow.

"Also," the voice continued, "you'll notice some interesting physical effects when you come into contact with sperm. Have a nice day."

I felt the pain again, and again became unconscious.

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I woke up in what I assumed was my dorm. I had never seen it, as I was on my way there for the first time when I was kidnapped.

"Wow, what a weird dream," I thought to myself. As I sat up, I felt my breasts shift and realized it was not a dream. I looked around and concluded that whoever my roommate was, he or she was not here, which was fortunate as I was still completely naked. I got up and went to the bathroom that connected the room to the other one in the suite, locking both doors.

I examined myself in the mirror. Curiously, the first thing I noticed was that I was probably about a full foot shorter, perhaps about 5'3". Yes, I was indeed a girl. Small breasts, but breasts nonetheless. Blond hair, about shoulder-length, and a blond patch between my legs. I sat on the edge of the tub and spread my legs to examine that patch a little closer.

I pulled the lips apart and saw what looked an awful lot like every other cunt I had ever seen. Inner lips, a hole, and the clit up top with its little hood. "That certainly isn't my dick," I said to myself.

At the thought of my dick, I immediately felt a warmth between my legs. My nipples became hard, and my pussy started to wet itself. I rushed out of the bathroom and covered myself with the sheet from my bed to hide my nakedness from view, and keep from masturbating. I decided to watch some TV to take my mind off of sex.

The only problem with that is that it made me hornier. Even though they were fully clothed, my male mind reacted to the women on television, and my female body reacted to the men. My sex drive was MUCH higher than it had ever been, even as a 15-year-old boy. There was nothing particularly sexual about the shows I was watching, but they were making me more turned on than ever just from looking at the people in them. My pussy juice was flowing and my nipples were so hard they ached.

I started masturbating without ever thinking about it. After a while, I just realized that one hand was between my legs stroking the outside of my lips, and the other was cupping one of my tits. My whole crotch was slippery as I rubbed my slippery finger against up and down my slit. I concentrated on my clit, because it gave the most sensation. It felt kind of like the head of my dick, but the sensations were so much more intense. With my other hand, I explored the sensation of stroking my tits. I rolled my tiny, hard nipples around with my palm, then squeezed them. After a few minutes of this, I began to feel a hotter feeling, starting in my crotch, but spreading throughout my entire body. It slowly intensified, becoming this tingling sort of ecstasy, into my first female orgasm. I could feel my nipples clench up even tighter.

I lay there, breathing heavy, for a few moments until I realized that I was still horny. I thought about how I used to jack off my dick or fuck my girlfriends, and how I would be completely satisfied (and usually sleeping) five minutes after I came. I still would rather be a man, but womanhood had at least some advantages. Or maybe it was just the effects of whatever had been done to my body; the female voice had said something about my sex drive increasing.

The thought of jacking off my dick made me even hornier. I was taken by a sudden NEED to be penetrated. I reached down into my still soaking, hot, wet pussy and spread the lips. I slipped my index finger into my sopping wet hole up to the first joint and left it there for a moment, just savoring the feel of being penetrated. Soon, however, I lost all control and slammed it in all the way, moving it in and out as fast as I could, feeling my finger rubbing up against my inner walls. It felt kind of like stroking my dick, but in reverse. I put my middle finger inside myself also, finding that I was kind of tight (not surprisingly.) My fingers were slipping in and out of my new cunt, as my palm rubbed up against my clit at the end of each stroke.

After a few minutes of this I came again, more violently than the first time. I thrashed back and forth on the bed and started to scream, but I didn't stop fingering myself. Instead, I took my left hand from it's place on my right breast, and swished it around my clit for a while, still pumping my hole with my right. That felt good, and I kept it up for a while, but what I really wanted was to feel another kind of penetration, so as soon as I had my finger good and lubricated, I turned over. Supporting myself on my knees and head, I stuck my little ass way up into the air, spreading my cheeks wide, and while still pumping my pussy as fast as I could, I started to slowly insert the index finger of my other hand into my asshole.

At first, it hurt a bit, so I took my time and eased it in slowly. Once I had it in to the hilt, I started to pump it very slowly in and out. My ass was even tighter than my (virgin!) pussy, so even using only one finger I felt completely full back there. I pumped faster and faster, realizing that this sensation was nearly as good, if somewhat different, than the one I was causing in my cunt. I was soon pumping my pussy and asshole for all I was worth, causing loud slapping and squishing sounds that would have been more audible if I hadn't been moaning so loudly. The warm feeling began again, centering both on my pussy and my asshole, and then I had my third female orgasm.

I must have fallen asleep, as the next thing I remember is hearing my new roommate entering the room. At least it was a girl. I was wet at once when I saw her but I didn't drag her down on the carpet immediately and rape her, as I might have done had it been a man. She introduced herself as Tiffany, and I blurted out my real name and was thankful that it's Chris, if it were something more obviously male I would have had some explaining to do.

As I said, as soon as she walked in my cunt was soaking and my nipples were hard again (those things were perpetually hard.) That would probably have been true no matter what she looked like, considering the shape my sex drive was in, but the fact that she was gorgeous didn't help matters. She was an inch or two taller than I was (now. I would have towered over her when I was still a man,) and she had hair about two shades lighter than my new color, and longer. Her tits were gigantic, there's no other way to describe them (I found out later that her bra size was an E cup, and she had trouble shopping for anything that large,) and the rest of her was thin, but still with nice curves and wide hips.

The only problem was that I was still naked. Luckily, I had moved around in my sleep and covered myself with the sheet, but it was thin and white and I was pretty sure it didn't hide anything.

I was trying to figure out a way to get up and dressed without Tiffany finding out how naked and horny I was at the sight of her, when she saved me the trouble.

She surprised me, actually. Most of the lesbians I had met looked like men, some complete with facial hair, so it never occurred to me (in the first five minutes of our acquaintance) that Tiffany would be one. She wasn't actually, she was bisexual, but I didn't find that out until later.

She came over to my bed and gently pulled the sheet down. Her gaze went first to my crotch, which was glistening, then to my nipples, which were starting to ache again.

"Thought so," she said softly, grinning.

Then she took off her shirt, unclasped her bra, and lifted one of those huge, gravity-defying tits up. I didn't need another invitation; I started to suck it. I had always loved breasts as a man, and it was good to know that ONE thing at least had not changed. I licked her nipple around and around, occasionally grasping it lightly between my teeth. She moaned quietly as she unbuttoned her jeans.

Getting up on her hands and knees, wearing only a pair of thong bikini underwear that rode up between her cheeks, she stuck her ass in the air and spread my legs. Going down onto her elbow (with her tits rubbing against the mattress) she started to rub her thumb along my slit. She was deliberately teasing me, just brushing the clit, getting me hotter and wetter with each stroke. After a while, she lowered her mouth to my new cunt.

If I had known how good it felt to have your pussy licked, I would have done it to more girls when I was still a man. She licked up and down the length of my cunt, like she had been doing with her thumb, but her tongue was so much more slippery and pliant. She barely brushed my clit, then pushed her tongue as far as she could into my hole and fucked me with it like it was a dick. I decided that, as long as I was a woman, I loved the feel of my cunt being slippery and having it penetrated. Then she stopped that, and started sucking my clit. This was too much, and I came.

When I was done moaning, I opened my eyes to see that Tiffany had strapped on a ten-inch dildo over her panties. I was of two minds with regards to that: my male side was disgusted at having sex with anything resembling a dick, but my female body was more than willing. I decided that, since this wasn't a man but only a woman with a dildo, it would be all right. I wanted to be taken doggy style, so that at least I wouldn't have to see it, so I turned over onto my knees and elbows, noticing as I did that my tits didn't hang down to touch the bed like Tiffany's had. I felt her move the head of the huge dildo around at the entrance to my pussy to lubricate it, then slowly she pushed it into me. I nearly cried out from pain at first, as the largest thing that had been in my pussy so far was my two fingers, but she stuck it in slowly, going an inch or so and waiting for me to relax, so eventually she had almost the full ten inches in. Then she started to buck her hips slowly back and forth.

I was in ecstasy. Penetration was what this body was set up to get pleasure from, and I loved it. My inner walls, having loosened to accommodate this intruder, tightened again to maximize my pleasure. Tiffany reached around the front of me to rub my clittie while fucking my pussy. After a few minutes of this, I had lost my reservations about seeing the dildo going into my cunt, and I made her stop and lay back on the bed.

I let her lay there for a minute, letting our anticipation build, as I kneeled next to her fingering my pussy and cupping one of my tits. I was glad they weren't as large as Tiffany's; breasts that big must be unwieldy. Then, I straddled my new lesbian lover and impaled myself on the dildo sticking up from her midsection in one thrust. I thrashed around on top of her, manipulating both my tits with my hands, for about five minutes, until she came from the friction. I kept going, though, leaning over to kiss her mouth and neck, and rubbing my small, A cup breasts against her ridiculously larger ones.

Just as I was about to come, she pushed me off of her, and sat up. "Do you like it in the ass?" she whispered to me.

I didn't reply, I just grinned and nodded, and I got back on my hands and knees again, but this time she put the dildo, even more slowly and gently, into my other opening. This was a bit weirder for me, because it occurred to me that I could conceivably have done this even when I was a guy, but it felt too good to stop. I was so horny that I didn't notice any pain at all, and soon Tiffany was ramming that dildo in and out of my asshole at top speed. Again, she reached around to finger my cunt, her fingers slipping in and out of that hole as her dildo assaulted the rear opening. I came quickly, and she came again from the friction immediately after. I wanted more, but Tiffany was worn out, so we fell asleep on the bed, in each other's arms.

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I woke up long before Tiff, having had a long nap before she showed up, and went into the bathroom to shower and wash the sweat and pussy juice off of me. I made sure to lock the door behind me, as I had one other plan in the bathroom. After I took a hot shower, luxuriating in the feel of the water splashing over my tits, I got to thinking. I would still rather be a man, but unless I could find whoever did this to me, I would have to remain a girl for a while, and at least I had a great supply of lesbian sex. That was something that had always turned me on as a man, and it was even more fun in reality than in fantasy, and as a participant than as a spectator.

The other thing that I had noticed about female sex was that I really liked the sensation of my cunt being so wet that it was completely slippery, inside and out. The one thing standing in the way of that was all the hair around either side of my slit, so I decided to shave the hair off of my lips to make them more smooth and slippery.

I looked under the sink, searching for a razor or something, and came out instead with a pair of electric clippers. What would Tiff do with these? I shrugged and decided these would do to start with.

I sat down on the floor and spread my legs as wide as possible. It still looked extremely strange to see a cunt there instead of my dick, but after the sex I had had, I was starting to get used to it. I turned the clippers on and started shaving, way back on what was actually the very bottoms of my ass cheeks, slowly working my way up towards my cunt. The clippers, cold to start with, started to warm up as I reached my cuntlips, and the vibration was turning me on. My pussy, always on a hair trigger, got wet again, and my nipples, already hard (of course) got even harder. I had shaved my lips, but I didn't want the sensation to stop, so I continued, shaving as slowly as possible, to trim the sparse hairs around on either side of my patch of pubic hair. I also removed the sparse hairs across the top of my mound, evening out my growth into a triangle at the top of my slit. I still didn't want to stop, so I went around the triangle again, trimming it in a bit on the sides and down by about an inch across the top.

I was STILL enjoying myself, so I went around the triangle again, reducing it to a little circle, about one inch around and about one half inch above my slit. Looking at the ridiculously small patch of pubic hair I had left and feeling a little sheepish, I decided I might as well go all the way, and I removed the last of my pubes.

I ran my finger across the top of my mound, intending to masturbate, and found that I could still feel the stubble. To remedy that, I stepped back into the shower and, using shampoo as a cream, used Tiff's leg razor to gently remove all trace of pubic hair from my crotch. The shampoo made me really slick, but I decided that I didn't need any help, so I got out and dried myself off.

Looking in the mirror I realized that, because my pubic hair had been blond, the follicles were now invisible. With my tiny breasts, completely smooth pussy, and young looking face, I could have passed for fifteen. A very horny fifteen year old, though, as I discovered as I felt the smoothness of my newly shaven twat. I sank down onto the carpet and started to finger myself again. My right hand pounding my cunt, I wet my left in my pussy juices and slowly inserted it into my asshole again. It was much easier now that Tiffany had loosened me up, but it felt just as good.

I was moaning as quietly as possible, so as not to wake Tiff, and rapidly approaching orgasm when I heard the jiggling of a doorknob. Too late, I realized that I had forgotten to lock the door to the other room in the suite. While I was lying there, two fingers in my pussy and one stuck up my ass, the door opened and in walked a guy, wearing just a pair of boxers. I came to the conclusion that this was a co-ed dorm.

While I was lying there, both hands still inside myself, I stared between my upthrust knees at his crotch. I had one of the hardest decisions of my life. My mind abhorred the idea of sex with a man, but as soon as he walked in my pussy had gotten even wetter and my nipples had become so hard that I moaned in pain and arousal. I couldn't take my eyes off his crotch, tracing the outline of the dick that I knew was concealed there. I tried to resist, but with what had been done to me I never really had a chance.

I tore my gaze away from his crotch to see the surprised and dazed look on his face. I grinned at him, then got to my knees and pulled his boxers to his ankles. In that moment, I NEEDED cum, anyway I could get it. I took his already hard and quite thick eight inch cock into my mouth and administered my first blowjob. I took as much as possible into my mouth, cramming it in as best I could, and then removed it and licked up and down the shaft. After alternating these for about three minutes, I took the head in my mouth and sucked as hard as I could, while pumping the shaft with my hand. He came into my mouth, and I swallowed it all, my gag reflex forced down by the chemical need for sperm that had been instilled in me.

Immediately after ingesting the cum, I began to feel strange. I felt dazed, and a tingling sensation kind of like the beginning of an orgasm enveloped my whole body, centering on my breasts and my lower torso. Also, I immediately felt hornier and my craving for cum increased immensely, so I pushed this guy (we still hadn't exchanged a word, let alone names) back into his room and onto his bed.