It's Too Late, Just Give in...

 

 “Awwh, look at him, he’s trying so hard to fight it” The blonde said sweetly

“I don’t think it’s cue at all. I think it’s pathetic. He already drank it just like we did, just give in and let yourself go you pathetic little cuck.” The brunette responded.

I knew that she was right. The two of them had been my friends just an hour ago, then, they tried some of that elixir. Turns out that the type that we got doesn’t wear off. Still, I wanted to stay as me. I tried so hard to hold on to who I was, to my masculinity...but I couldn’t. It was slipping away from me. I stared at the two previously male babes in front of me.

“I...don’t want...ghhh…” I said, trying to fight the changes to my body and mind as they washed over me anyway.

“It doesn’t matter what you want.” The brunette said as the blonde giggled to herself as if I’d told the world’s funniest joke “You’re about to be a slut just like us. You’ll have tits and a pussy that you’ll be begging to have filled by a real man.” She said.

I watched in horror as I continued to lose the fight over my body. My shirt started to rip as my new tits pushed through the fabric, my widening hips pressed against the sides of my trousers as they too threatened to rip apart. My cock went from rock hard to the size of a pea in a matter of seconds and I let out a scream of pleasure as my male thoughts got washed away by thoughts of makeup, dresses and having my new tight pussy filled by cock.

“Mmmm...much better” I cooed, finally free of my male self. I flicked my hair and winked at my friends. “You two got me a dress too when you went shopping right? I won’t be able to find any studs to fuck wearing this mess.” I said, gesturing at my destroyed clothes as the car filled with giggles and talks about how we’d find some real men to fuck.