Transformation and Titillation Ch. 01

Ethan continued to stare at himself in both arousal and horror. Tearing up slightly as he fought his growing urge to masturbate live on camera.

"Oh Ethan," Ali said with pseudo-sympathy, "we can't stop now. But, hey, maybe you'll get a transformation that turns you back to normal, in the next challenge!"

With a wave of his arm, a large wooden box lowered from the dim ceiling above the stage. It was roughly seven feet high and ten feet long. Along the long side of it, four evenly spaced holes were cut into the box. Sticking out of each of these holes were four identical, seven-inch cocks. Each painfully hard and begging for attention.

"You'll put your new body to the test with this next challenge," Ali explained. "Here you'll have to make these dicks cum using anything besides oral and anal penetration. You have to make at least one cock cum to win, but for each one that gets blue balls, you'll take a penalty transformation. You have eight minutes starting...now!"

Ethan stared at the erections a few feet away from him. His mouth had gone dry and every muscle in his body began to tense. Despite his visual discomfort, his nipples still poked against the thin material of his top and cock remained absolutely rigid.

"Okay, no. I'm not, I'm not doing that," Ethan began. "No one ever told me that I'd have to suck dick on this show. I don't care what I look like now. I'm not gay and I'm not touching those."

"You have seven minutes and thirty seconds, Ethan," Ali returned. "And might I remind you that if you lose now you don't win any money and you are stuck in that body with no way to change it."

"While I'm stuck in this body regardless!" Ethan shouted. "I'd rather go home broke and a freak than suck dick like a fag!"

"You really shouldn't use that kind of language, Ethan," Ali scolded. "This is a family friendly program, after all. However, since you are so afraid of a few dicks, I'll let you in on a little secret. If you beat the final challenge, you get to choose between your prize money and having all of your transformations reversed. Is that enough to make you get over your fear of a few 'wittle cocks?" Ali's tone was clearly mocking as he finished conveying this information.

"Fine!" Ethan said with more than a little disgust.

He stepped forward and approached the cock on the far right side. With a huff, he got down on his knees, roughly grabbed the member, and begin a slight jerking motion with his right hand. Refusing to even look at the dick in his hand, Ethan continued this awkward motion for several minutes.

"You've got five minutes left, Ethan," Ali informed. "You might want to try something else as I think that one is going soft on you."

It was true. Ethan's hand job was so awful that gloryhole cock was beginning to become flaccid. With just a quick glance, Ethan realized this and sighed in desperation.

"Fucking really?" Ethan complained under his breath.

He suddenly stopped stroking the member and spat on it. A big glob of spit landing at the base of the gloryhole cock and quickly rolling down to the head. Ethan then quickly brought his full breasts up to the member and began needing it between his soft and supple tits.

The effect was immediate, and the dick surged back to its full stature once more. Spitting again, Ethan quickened the pace of his titjob. Bobbing them from the head to the base faster and faster. Occasionally he would break the tempo, and shimmy his alluring funbags along the cock to keep it from becoming to manotamous. At this point, his full breasts were absolutely shimmering with a hearty layer of spit and precum covering his tits and turning his bikini top from opaque to a faint translucent.

Although a more experienced individual would have noticed the pulsing and further warming of the cock, telltale signs that the owner of it was about to blow their load, Ethan was taken completely by surprise when it erupted. The first shot launched with so much force that it covered the bottom of his chin and neck. The following spurts delivered a thick layer of cum to his chest, and mixed with the already present fluid to form a gooey, lubricating mixture of spit, pre, and jizz.

Ethan had just enough time to look down at his breasts in horror and arousal when a buzzer went off. The box was quickly hoisted back into the blackness above the stage through some unknown means, leaving Ethan standing alone center stage. Thing globs of cum slowly dripping down his ample cleavage, the creamy color contrasting nicely with his freshly tanned skin. His hands inches away from his heavy globes, unsure of what to do with them. He was so stunned that he barely registered the feeling of the lighter shots quickly drying on his clavicle and forming a flakey, cummy crust.

"Huh, as a guy I thought you'd know more about what goes into a good rub and tug, or do you not have much experience with those, Ethan?" Ali teased.

Ethan was about to reply with a heated remark, but as soon as he inhaled he was assaulted with the potent smell of the incredible amount of cum coating the well-tanned skin just a few inches below his nose. He went into a small coughing fit and his eyes began to water from the overwhelming aroma. Of course, the smell of the thick, gooey load also caused the growing jizz in his own heavy balls to stir. Although, he'd never admit it.

"Oh come on, I know you've smelled cum before. Maybe not someone else's or such a thick load, but the principle's the same," Ali continued to mock. "Anyway, you will now receive three punishment transformations of my choosing."

Ali seemed to appraise Ethan for a moment, although it was impossible to tell exactly where the host's eyes fell beneath that steel, featureless mask.

"Alright, how about we go with... Feminine Fun, Loopty Lube, and A Feminine Touch."

"Fucking of course," Ethan muttered before his body was wracked with the effects of the transformation.

Despite the severity of these changes, the transformation was much quicker and less intense than the previous ones. As though his mind and body were more prepared to see this transition through to it's expected conclusion. After only a few seconds, Ethan's body became even slimmer. His stomach now totally flat and defined, his muscles smaller and more toned, and, of course, his painfully erect cock was now replaced by a dripping wet pussy.

"It's only temporary Erika," She said to herself while looking into a mirror that, once again, materialized out of nowhere. Her face was softer than before, now being more circular and with a less defined jaw. Her lips were fuller and poutier than before, her eyelashes longer and blond, and her eyebrows thinner. There was also no trace of any hair on her cheeks, chin, or anywhere below her neckline.

Her eyes darted open immediately as she realized that she had naturally shifted to a more feminine name and the corresponding pronouns. She looked to Ali for an explanation and could feel a smug satisfaction radiating from the host.

"Feminine Fun swaps your dick and balls for a vagina and all of the corresponding equipment," Ali explained. "A Feminine Touch is a physical and mental transformation that gives you a more feminine face, other secondary features, and makes you identify as a woman."

"Terrific," Erika said sarcastically in her softer and higher pitched new voice.

"You'll also find that each of your orifices will now conveniently become well-lubed whenever you become aroused. Which would explain that damp spot on your bikini bottoms," Ali teased.

"Fuck off," Erika returned, her voice not carrying quite as much venom as intended with its new femininity.

"I won't, but you're about to!" Ali returned glibly. "This last challenge is fun and simple. It's called tug of war; a chain of eight anal beads are inserted into your ass, with the bead the furthest in being the largest. A phantom hand will try to remove the beads, and it's force will increase based on audience donations. The more money they give, the stronger it will pull for a full ten minutes."

"If you manage to keep even one bead inside of you, you win! You can either undo all of your transformations so far or win your prize money. If you lose, though, you will receive one final transformation and go home a loser. Sound good?" Ali asked.

"I don't do anal, I'm not a slut," Erika responded. She was surprised for a moment that her language had changed from 'not being a fag' to 'not being a slut' without realizing.

"Yeah...that's not really an option anymore, hon," Ali said.

The host snapped their fingers and in an instant Erika was in a modified stock. Her wrists and neck were between two solid pieces of wood, with soft leather padding around each hole to prevent padding. Bracers also extended from the sides of the stock to her waste, preventer Erika from lowering her exceptionally plump rump.For a moment she struggled against her bindings, but of course her efforts meant nothing against the heavy metal padlocks holding her in place.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuugh," Erika groaned, as she felt the anal beads materialize inside of her. Her struggles stopped and her knees buckled and as she felt her insides stretched around the large sex toy. If not for the stock and metal bars holding her in place, she would have collapsed to the ground in a spasming heap.

"Alright dear viewers, a prompt should be appearing on your screen now. If you follow it and enter your credit card information, you can help bring the first episode of Transformation and Titillation to a close! Here we go!" Ali informed.

In an instant, Erika's bikini bottoms were ripped away and her caramel tanned bottom was exposed for the internet to see. Then she felt a pressure build against her rosebud as the invisible hand began to pull on the thin cord hanging out of her. She quickly clenched her firm ass cheeks together to keep the first bead from leaving her body.

"This is nothing," Erika thought. "I can take this, and then I'll be able to turn back to normal."

"It looks like the first donations are rolling in!" Ali announced with glee. "With these first twenty donations, we've already hit the first 100 dollar milestone! Phantom hand, kick it up a notch!"

Erika felt the force against her ass increase and with a squeal the first two beads slipped out of her behind. The first one to pop out was about the size of a marble, the second was roughly the same circumference as a penny.

"Nooooooo," Erika wailed, unsure of how to process the combination of pain, embarrassment, and pleasure.

"Wow, you folks at home are going above and beyond! We just hit 250 bucks! Let's see if that's enough to get the next bead out!" Ali said, amazed at how eager his audience was to donate.

The increased force was more than enough to pull the next bead from Erika's full behind. The third bead to be pulled out of her was the size of a ping pong ball, and was coated in a clear, slippery fluid.

"Oh god, it hurts so much!" Erika yelled between gasps and tears. "You've got to stop!"

"Come on Erika, don't lie to us and yourself," Ali chided. "That lube on the last bead proves you're getting turned on."

"No I'm, na, na, noooooooooot," Erika moaned as the next bead slipped out of her punished behind, this one the size of a tangerine.

"Oh wow, looks like we're already at the $500 mark! The audience really wants to see your ass torn up, Erika!" Ali cheered.

"Fuck you!" Erika screamed as the next two beads were forced out of her. The fifth one was at least as big as a stress ball and the sixth was as big around as a fist.

All Erika could do at this point was pant. Tears streamed down her face, saliva dripped out of her mouth, and her pussy was dripping so much that a small puddle was forming below her. The thin layer of sweat building upon every inch of her skin would have aroused anyone within a 20-foot radius. She had never had an anal orgasm before, or a vaginal one for that matter, but in the back of her mind she knew that this was what cumming from your butt felt like.

"Don't worry Erika, it'll all be over soon...because our fabulous audience just donated a thousand dollars collectively!" Ali reported excitedly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu," was all she could manage to respond as an anal bead the size of a softball easily popped out of her stretched anus.

At this point it was more the size of the beads keeping them from slipping out of her than Erika's resistance. Her behind was so punished and stretched that she could barely form a coherent thought. She was almost completely lost in the pain and bliss of her anal torture.

"Sorry to say folks, but it looks like we won't get much commentary from Erika anymore," Ali informed with a bit of disappointment. "We've also hit over a thousand dollars in under five minutes. Thank you all so much for your patronage. So how about we give this one last yank?"

Though Ali could not hear their reply or even see the audience, those watching from home were eager for the last bead to be ripped out of Erika's behind. Everyone watching was incredibly aroused or already in the middle of cleaning up their cum. It was clear, though, that the first episode of Transformation and Titillation was a resounding success.

"Alright phantom hand, get that last bead out of there!" Ali shouted with a wide hand gesture.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, oooooooooh," Erika whimpered as the last bead was forcefully pulled out of her aching asshole. Stretching her behind impossibly wide and ensuring that she wouldn't be able to walk anytime soon.

The final bead was as big as a cantaloupe and fell to the ground with a heavy plunk. Her ass gaped noticeably as it spasmed in a weak attempt to close after the trial it just endured. Clear lube dribbled out of it and mixed with the copious amount of pussy juice already beneath her. Her overflowing spit and tears would have mixed with the dry cum on her neck and chest, if not for the stock around her neck.

"Wow, I honestly did not expect this first episode to go so well. Props to you Erika!" Ali applauded.

With a snap of his fingers, the stockade disappeared and Erika fell into the mess below her. She let out a soft moan as recognition of the fall, but couldn't do much more in her heavy orgasmic haze.

"Sorry Erika, it looks like you lost," Ali informed with false sympathy. "Your final transformation is going to be something called Mind Matches Matter. It transforms your personality and identity based on your current form. So Erika, I want you to take a nice long look at yourself and decide who you are."

Some mystical force flipped Erika from her stomach onto her back and through barely opened eyes stared at her own reflection in a floating mirror. Her tanned tits were spilling out of her bright yellow top she was still spasming from the punishment her ass endured. Even if she were in different circumstances, though, Erika's answer would be the same. Her deeply held misogynistic beliefs would have colored here opinion of a woman with this appearance anyway. Ethan would have thought a woman that looked and dressed like this would be a bubbly whore, so that is what Erika became.

"OH. MY. GOD!" Erika exclaimed as her eyes went wide. "That was totes amazing! God I love getting fucked in the ass, but that was on a whole nother level!" Erika's voice was now incredibly peppy and vapid. She was now a stereotypical dumb bimbo and loved it.

"Of course you did sweetie," Ali remarked, a dark edge in their voice. "Let that be a lesson for you at home folks, be careful who you hurt and belittle, because someday your beliefs and opinions can come back to hurt you."

"Thanks for turning in, though! I promise this won't be the last episode of Transformation and Titillation, so be sure to keep an eye out for our next fantastic installment. Have a wonderful evening everyone!"

-------EPILOGUE-------

Erika, of course, could not return to school with her new body; or even approach any of her old friends and family. No one would recognize her and she remembered so little of her old life that she couldn't convince any of her former acquaintances of who she used to be. She also could hardly walk around in public, as her new disposition would not allow her to wear anything that covered more than thirty percent of her skin. Her new body did come with benefits, though.

She quickly began a modeling career and found a bit of success in the beginning, despite her shorter stature. Her new looks could have ensured success in this line of work, but her new pheromones ensured that just about every photo shoot would turn into a wild orgy. She couldn't resist blowing every member of the photography team and having them cover her in their thick loads.

Running out of options, Erika would quickly return to the set of Transformation and Titillation and eagerly accept a role as an assistant. Here she could put her new talents to use. Every episode she'd wear a different, equally sexy and kinky swimsuit and help Ali host the show. This was immeasurably fulfilling for her and she loved arousing the contestants that appeared on the show that she helped popularize.

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Hi, I'm SNEZ and thanks so much for reading my first erotic story! I'd love to read your comments and feedback. If you like this kind of story, and want to read more like them, please let me know!