Thursday, February 11, 2021

Vacation from Manhood


So you're probably wondering who the cute naked girl is with her legs in the air and a few fingers jammed in her snatch. Well it's me... but until a afew days ago I didn't have that lovely slit or cute little body. I was a man who was kind of trapped into it... let me explain...

I had recently managed to scored 4 weeks off from work. The company I work for had been killing me on projects for the past year, and now finally had a chance to recharge… starting with a 4-day stay in Vegas.

In the first 2 hours there though, I got approached by some man down on his luck. He was try to get some extra money after losing all his in the casinos, and told me if I get him $300, he’d sell me a magic bondage collar. From how he described it, it gave you complete control of the physical appearance of whoever you placed it on. I didn’t really believe him but felt bad, and traded the money for the collar. “If anything,” I thought, “it would make an interesting story.”

After 2 days of having fun gambling, I decided to change things up. I took a trip out of Vegas to a brothel. I brought the collar with me, incase any of the girls there were willing to try something ‘magical’.

Once I arrived, I sat in the bar and was approached by a house girl named Piper. We chatted awhile; I mentioned a bit about myself, and getting the next 4 weeks off. I tried to make a joke about wishing I could just have sex like her for a living… she laughed but could tell she did so to humor me and probably resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

She then asked if I had any kinks. There was one big one I did have... wanting to be a girl. It was something I fantasized about since being a kid, but not something I was brave enough to tell anyone about, even a sex worker. I just simply told her I was open to anything… that’s when I remembered the collar. I decided to bring it up and explained to her the story behind it. From her laugh and the expression on her face I could tell she didn’t believe it was magic either, but she thought it sounded sexy and was more than happy to try it.

Once we settled on terms of our funtime together, we headed to a room upstairs. She stripped down to just a g-string and stockings, then had me strip down to nothing. She came up… pressing her body against me… and giving me a deep kiss. As she did, I felt something go around my neck and be buckled shut. She backed away from me, showing off the devious grin on her face. I reached up to my neck confirming I was now wearing the collar.

“I figured the plan was for you to wear the collar since I’m the paying customer and all,” I said lightheartedly.

She replied, “I thought it be more fun if I was in control of you to start. You did say you were up for anything, right?”

I didn’t argue, and her being in control was turning me on. “So since the collar is suppose to change me, what do you want to change?”

She placed her finger to her cheek and looked me up and down.

“Well… you equipment is nice, but what if it was larger?”

With that said, suddenly my penis started to grow. It started at a average 6” and ended just a bit after 10”. Both of us started at it wide eyed… the collar worked.

“Holy shit, it’s huge!” I exclaimed.

“Yea...” she said, “Think it could give a girl a dick like that one?”

I looked up at her. “You want a dick?” I asked. She continued looking at my monster, but the smile that grew on her face pretty much confirmed ‘yes’. Not that I wanted this woman to have a dick for our session, but thought the look on her face would be amusing and could use this as an opportunity to trade the collar to her for more fun after.

“Would you like to try it?” I said holding the d-ring of the collar. She looked up at me and grinned.

“I don’t think I’m ready to give up control just yet,” she said. “Kind of wish we could just detach yours and I could try it for a bit.”

As she finished saying that, there was suddenly a weird feeling in my crotch like someone just shoved a butt plug up my asshole… but it wasn’t my asshole, it was something in front of it. I gripped my penis, and could feel the same sensations through it still, but my actual dick didn’t feel right in my hands. It felt more like plastic or latex.

I moved it around and could feel something move inside me as I did. Finally as I held onto my dick, I pushed down on it a bit, and felt a “pop” from my crotch, followed but what felt like a ball move past a sensitive area down there. My penis seem to now be loose… no longer attached to my crotch and I no longer could feel anything from it. I brought it to my face to discovered it had been transformed into a strapless dildo.

“What the fuck?” I said.

Piper took my now plastic penis from my hand to study it herself, a look of amazement on her face. As she did that, I suddenly felt wetness from my crotch. I felt down their with my fingers and ran across a pair of vertical lips and just pass that a well lubricated entrance. As I pulled my hand back, I looked at my fingers to see them covered with cum.

Piper, seeing the bewilderment on my face, bent down between my legs to take a look. “You have a pussy,” she said, “and not a bad one either.”

As I processed what she said, she leaned forward and gave a quick tease with her tongue to my new pussy. I moaned a little bit as she did, never feeling something like that before.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself, but seems you like it,” she said while looking up at me smiling, “Well you paid for an orgasm… want me to help you feel what a girl orgasm is like?”

Touched myself again down there as she stood up. As I touched the top part of my new sex, I felt my clit and how sensitive it is. “I… yes,” I admitted while looking down, watching me explore myself. Then possibly, I said more than I should have. “I… I always wanted know what it felt like. I always wanted to know what being a girl was like in general.”

That was the first time I had said this too anyone. I slowly looked up, half expecting some sort of shock on Piper’s face, but instead she had a look with non-judgmental eyes and a welcoming smile. “What type of girl do you picture yourself as?” she asked.

“I’m not sure,” I responded. “I’ve honestly pictured myself as many different types.”

“How about small… cute… nice tits?” The last part she said with a devilish grin.

“Sure, I gue...”.

She didn’t let me finish. Instead she pushed me, causing me to fall backwards on the couch behind me. As I landed though, things didn’t feel normal. I could feel hair brushing the back of my neck and shoulders as I moved my head. Looking down, I was greeted by 2 perky c-cup breasts on my chest. I moved my hands across my body, my skin so smooth and now devoid of any body hair. My breast jiggled a bit as I moved my hand past them and up to my throat, feeling my lack of an Adam’s apple.

I looked up at Piper.

“Wow,” she said, “it even created the tights and skirt.”

I looked down again, taking note of the white tights encasing everything below my waste, and the skirt that looked like it belong on a school girl. “I want you to lay back and spread your legs,” she ordered. I obeyed.


She lifted her leg onto the couch to further expose her own sex, and pointed the ball end of my former penis to her slit. She then began to push it into her womanhood, watching her moan a bit as she did… wondering if I’d do the same. As she finished, she stoke her new cock and her eyes widened.

“I feel it...” she said, “… I feel the penis. I can actually feel it getting stroked.” Then she looked at me, lust in her eyes. She kneeled between my legs, flipping up my skirt and ripping oen my tights, once again exposing my womanhood. She then lined up the realistic strapon with my sex’s entrance and begin pushing it in. As I thought I might, I began to moan.

“How does it feel?” she asked.

My former dick was part way inside me, stretching parts of me I didn’t have before. It was a new sensation I didn’t know quite how to eloquently describe. “Weird… but good.” I answered.

“Actually,” she said, “we should try it this way.” She then removed herself from me and flipped me onto my stomach. I tried to look around to see what she was doing, but before I could she grabbed me by my hips and plunged the strapon back into my pussy… causing me to moan again. She then moved forward a bit, getting a bit deeper in, and once she was positioned right, she began moving in and out. The feeling in my pussy was amazing, but beyond that I could feel a tension also building in my body... like stretching out your limbs and not letting them rest. The feeling built more and more as she continued to pound my wet snatch.

“You know,” she said, “this is a bit of a fantasy to us girls here. To be able to transform a client to a little sexpot like they want most of us to be. To make them pick up John’s, do tricks, learn our job isn’t as easy as they think. Maybe that’s what I’ll do… I’ll keep you this way and make you just another one of the girls who works here.”

I looked up at her, frightened at her words, but still building to my orgasm.

She continued, “Or maybe I’ll keep you for myself. How would you like that? To wake up to me every day… kissing you deepy, my breasts rubbing against your own. My weight against your body.”

The tension in my body was high, my eyes squeezed closed from the pressure.

“Your former dick attached to me, it’s tip at the entranced of your cunt. And then without warning, I impale you with it and start pounding you raw.”

Release… my first female orgasm hit. I shook as she continued to penetrate me before my body went a bit limp. She slowed down her pace, realizing I came, then exited my pussy and cuddlef up against me. With things now slowing down, her words went through my head.

“Are you going to really keep me this way?” I asked softly, afraid of her answer. She responded by kissing me on the back of the shoulder. “No,” she said, “as appealing of a thought it would be to keep you, I have no interest in enslaving someone. We sex workers kind of have a thing against that.”

“Good,” I said.

“What would you have done if I did plan on trapping you?” she asked.

“I’m not sure to be honest,” I answered. “Probably shouldn’t admit this… but the idea both scared me and turned me on. I don’t want to be trapped in this body forever, but the idea of being stuck I think made me hornier. Especially being trapped as your lover.”

“Really?” she said. “Well, since we’re being honest…  I do wish I had someone with your body to wake up next to everyday. Men are good, but your body is my ideal lover. That’s why I chose you to have it. If I could keep you just as you are now, I would.” She stayed silence for a moment before continuing. “Would you let me keep you?”

I wasn’t expecting that, it caught me a bit off guard. I thought about it for a moment, the offer tempting, but I turned it down. “I’d love to, but I have a life as a man and not ready to give it up.”

We laid their in silence for a few more moments, before Piper got up from the couch. She grabbed me by the hand and encouraged me to get up as well. Once I was on my feet she lead me to the window where we stood face to face… realizing how much height I had lost to her. Originally I had 2” on her, and now she had 3-4” on me.

“You told me you’re on vacation for the next 4 weeks. Any wife, children, family?”

“No... no wife or partner, no kids… I talk to my parents every now and then.”

“Any other plans after today?”

“No, tomorrow I leave Nevada and pretty much relaxing at home the rest of my vacation.”

“I see...”

She leaned in and kissed me, her hands in my hair. I closed my eyes and kissed her back, her hands playing with the back of my neck. As she broke away, I kept my eyes closed, savoring the kiss. I could still feel her hands behind me.  

I reached behind to touch her hand, when I felt the collar become loose. I opened my eyes to see Piper pulling the collar off me.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m keeping you.” she said with a mischievous smile. “At least for the next 4 weeks.”

“Piper, you…”

“You said that you have no commitments for the next 4 weeks, so staying this way till then should do no damage to your life as a man. And you already admitted to the idea that being stuck this way turns you on... so I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re already getting wet again from the thought of not having your manhood for a month.” she said while whipping around the collar

“Still, I’m only suppose to be here till tomorrow, so...”

“So I guess you’ll be extending you stay.”

“I don’t have the money to...”

“You can stay with me. We’ll grab your stuff in Vegas tomorrow and bring it back here. You can live on my dime for a bit… though if you want extra cash, I can help you become a working girl here as well.” She grinned.

I stayed silence, not sure what else I could say. Though Piper didn’t leave us in silence for long. “Tell you what,” she said holding out the collar, “If you really want to be a man again, and go home tomorrow take the collar. However, if you want to stay in that cute, curvy body to cuddle and fuck with me over the next month, then leave the collar with me.”

I lifted my hand for a second, ready to grab it and reclaim my manhood. However, to be able to stay as I was for the next month, on the dime of this sexy woman who wanted me to stay with her as her lover. To be trapped that way as well… she was right, it did turn me on, and I didn’t have a reason to turn it down. I dropped my hand back down to my side. She smiled, leaned over, and kissed me on the forehead. “Good girl.”

She then took the collar and started walking towards the door. “Where are you going,” I called out.

“To place this in our safe for the next month to ignore temptation… out of sight, out of mind.”

As she grabbed the door knob, she turned back to say one more thing. “Welcome to your vacation from manhood… many feminine pleasures await you.”

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