If it had gone on much longer, I think I actually might have orgasmed myself, but Jim shot his wad before I had a chance. Again, I luxuriated in the feeling of having a mouth full of cum, of knowing that I had made a man orgasm just by putting his dick between my lips and sucking. I loved the taste of cum.

As Jim's final orgasmic aftershocks ended, I disentangled myself from the two guys and stood up before them.

"I've got something to show you two," I grinned. I could see that I had their complete attention as I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my soaking wet panties.

"I don't have any hair on my pussy," I continued as I pushed my g-string down my legs, revealing my totally bare cunt.

I wouldn't have expected such a reaction from two guys who obviously shaved their own pubic hair, but both of their dicks hardened noticeably at the sight of my smooth mound.

Since they were both obviously so eager, I got right down to business. I guided Paul to the bed and had him lie down on it on his back. It felt weird to be guiding these two guys when I felt so physically dwarfed by them. I was only five feet tall, now, and both of them towered over me by more than a foot. But both of them were so eager to fuck me that they seemed content to let me call the shots.

I got onto the bed and straddled Paul's prone form, lining up my bald pussy over his erect penis. I couldn't believe how hot and wet I felt. I could feel the tip of his enormous cock at the entrance to my vagina, and then I slid down onto it as far as I could go. I couldn't engulf it completely before it hit bottom, but I tried.

I started to roll my hips and bounce up and down, fucking myself on Paul's huge dick. I loved the feeling of his smooth penis against my hairless pussy, with no pubic hair on either of us to get in the way. Everything felt so slick and slippery down there as I slid down his pole again and again. It felt so good to be filled so completely there, to have my pussy crammed with cock. But I wasn't as full as I wanted to be.

Leaning forward onto Paul, my huge titties hanging down to brush his chest, I reached behind me to spread my ass cheeks, spreading my naked asshole as well.

"Come on, Jim," I said. "Fuck my ass."

Jim climbed up onto the bed without hesitation as soon as I extended the invitation, and lined his thick cock up against my asshole. Gripping my hips, he slowly slid into my rear entrance, stretching my ass to its limits. I was suddenly unsure if I had made the wrong decision. Maybe I should have let Paul fuck my ass instead. Was Jim's cock too thick for me to take up my back door?

But as I relaxed and went with it, I found that I didn't mind the stretching sensation. In fact, I actually enjoyed being so full. I loved it that my pussy and my ass were completely full of hard, smooth cock. As both guys started to thrust into me again, fucking me in both my holes, I screamed my way into my first orgasm. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be sandwiched between these guys, with both their huge rods inside of me at once. I couldn't control myself. I thrashed around like a crazy person as they fucked me, driving their big dicks into me further and further.

Paul came before Jim, just as my orgasm was winding down. It made me feel so feminine to have a wad of cum in my pussy. As soon as he was done with his orgasm, Paul slithered out from under me. I kept my position, on my hands and knees, as Jim continued buttfucking me doggy-style.

Paul presented his cock for me to suck while Jim was still pounding my ass, and I took it into my mouth gladly. Even limp, it was still much larger than my cock had been at its hardest. I could taste my pussy juice on his shaft, mixed with the taste of his cum. Paul's long dick felt even slicker and smoother with all this lubrication, and I loved rubbing it over my face, licking his balls as his cock left a trail of pussy lube and cum on my cheeks and forehead. I worked extra hard to make him cum as fast as possible, and he filled my mouth with another load of cum just as Jim shot his wad up my ass.

Both Jim and Paul were spent from multiple orgasms, but I wasn't done with them yet. They sat near the edge of the bed, so satisfied as to be unconcerned that they were naked next to another guy, as I backed up to the corner of the bed, against the wall. I wanted both of them to be able to see me completely. As they watched, I reached down to my hairless pussy and started to finger myself. I slid my finger all over my smooth, slick cunt, shoving it up my pussy and then playing with my clit. My other hand was working at my breasts, fondling them and playing with my nipples.

I was doing this for my own pleasure, of course, but also because I knew it would turn them on. Almost all guys are amazingly aroused by the sight of a beautiful girl playing with herself, and these two were no exception. It can't have hurt, either, to hear the things I was saying to them.

"Oh, you don't know how good this feels! I love to be penetrated! I love to feel something in my pussy. I just want to spend my whole life being fucked!"

Both their dicks were hardening slightly as they watched me masturbating and confessing the truth about my sexuality to them.

"I love to be fucked! I love dicks! All I want is hot, hard cock thrusting in to me all the time. I want to be filled! In my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass. Everywhere!"

Both of them were stroking their dicks, now, encouraging them to get hard enough for one last bout of sex. I went on pleading with them.

"Please! I want you to get it up. I want you in my ass," I said to Paul. "And you in my pussy," directed at Jim. "I want you both to fuck me! Oh! Oh my God! I'm coming!"

My moans of pleasure changed from speech to incomprehensible whimpers as I fingered myself to another orgasm. But the time it was done, the guys were ready to go. They took charge this time, moving me to a kneeling position in the middle of the bed. Paul kneeled behind me, and Jim in front of me, trapping me in the middle. I could feel both of them positioning their cockheads at the entrance to my pussy and my asshole, and then both of them thrust into me at the same time. I was squashed between them as they forced themselves into me, skewering me on their huge cocks. I loved the feeling of being speared by them in my pussy and my asshole. I was so full, getting fucked upright like that, and I couldn't stand the immense sexual pleasure of it. I came again, even so soon after my last orgasm, and it was amazingly intense. I almost lost consciousness, and the next thing I knew both guys were thrusting into me even faster and harder, in perfect rhythm, as they approached their own orgasms. It was painful to be fucked so forcefully, but I never wanted it to stop. It finally did, however, when both Paul and Jim reached simultaneous orgasms, filling my pussy and ass with two more loads of cum. All three of us collapsed on the bed after that, exhausted from the best sex of our lives.

We fell asleep like that, almost immediately, with me in the middle and the guys on either side. Paul's hand was cradling my enormous right breast, while Jim's has lightly touching my hairless cunt. I could feel their cum leaking out of my pussy and ass, soaking into the sheets, as I lost consciousness. My last thought before dropping off was that I wanted to feel this good for the rest of my life.

We had been fucking long into the night, so I slept very late Saturday morning. When I finally woke up, it was at about two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was to the sight of Sarah's smiling face.

"Good morning!" she said.

I sat up, feeling the huge weight of my breasts, and realized that last night wasn't a dream. I had actually talked Sarah into turning me into a big-breasted girl, and had a threeway with two guys. As I had been in the process of waking up, I had kind of assumed it had been another of the dreams I had been having all week. But I had really spent last night being fucked in my pussy and ass.

"Did you enjoy your threeway?" Sarah asked me.

"How did you know?" I asked. The two guys (What were their names? Paul and Jim, I think) were gone.

"Well, apart from seeing you hanging all over those guys at the club, there's the fact that they were still here when I got home this morning. I came in here to go to bed and there you were, with a naked stud on either side of you. My God, Bob," she went on breathlessly, "but they were HUNG, weren't they? Especially that guy with the hairless dick!"

"Uh, yeah," I admitted. I was still uncomfortable having discussions like this with my girlfriend. But she went on, unconcerned and apparently unembarrassed.

"They bolted out of here as soon as they woke up. I think they were embarrassed that I had seen them in bed together. Not that they should have worried about it. With a body like yours, you're more than enough for two guys."

I nodded noncommittally, feeling prouder than I expected at this compliment. I had been thinking of my female body as kind of like a costume, that I'd take off tomorrow night, but I still found myself enjoying it when it was admired. Hefting my big titties, I knew that I admired it myself.

"Those guys had dicks bigger than the guy I got fucked by last night," Sarah was going on. "He was actually only about eight inches. I was hoping for more than that. At least he knew how to use it, though. That was the first time I've had it up the ass, and it wasn't big enough to hurt. It felt GOOD! I figured if you were enjoying it so much last week, it must be all right."

"ONLY eight inches, eh?" I asked.

"Oh, Bob, I forgot! Don't worry about it. Remember, I've still got a wish left. When I turn you back into yourself, I'm sure we can add a few little 'improvements.'"

"How big a cock would you like to be fucked by? Ideally, I mean."

"Oh, I don't know exactly. I actually hadn't had too much sex, except with you, before last week. But it feels so good to be full of cock. I don't know, maybe ten inches? Maybe a bit longer, but it would just be to get off on the size of it. I don't think anything bigger than nine or ten inches is useful, it's just a turn-on. Actually, thinking of that, maybe it's just 'the bigger the better.'"

I thought about that, in terms of the five-inch cock I used to have. But I kind of understood where she was coming from. I wanted to be fucked by a big dick right then, myself. And 'the bigger the better' is certainly what I was thinking when I asked the genie to enlarge my tits from an F-cup to my current J-cup titties.

"How about you?" Sarah asked. "How big of a dick do you want to take into that hairless little pussy of yours?"

"Uh," I said, blushing and grinning at the same time as I realized that I agreed with her. "I don't know. 'The bigger the better,' I guess."

"Come on, come on," she said, teasing more now. "I want details! How big were those guys last night? I didn't see them with their dicks hard."

"Well," I replied reluctantly, "pretty big. Certainly bigger than the guy you had. The bigger one had to be a foot long."

"And you let him put that monster in you?"

"Oh, yeah! It felt great! Like you said, I don't think he could get it all the way in, but I loved being fucked by something so huge!"

"What did you guys do? Tell me details!"

She was just like a little kid, wanting to know all about it. Did all women talk about sex this openly between themselves? I wasn't sure, but a few woman friends that I had known had implied it once or twice. And now that I was a girl, however temporarily, I guess that made me part of the club in Sarah's eyes. I don't think she realized it, consciously, but I knew she wouldn't have been this open with me about sex with another guy if I had still been her boyfriend.

"Well," I started, swallowing my inhibitions, and launched into a description of last night's activities. "When we got here, I stripped down and started sucking their cocks. I wanted them in my mouth. And they felt me up then, too. I loved having their hands on my breasts. Then they fucked me in my pussy and my ass."

"At the same time?"

"Yeah. It was great! You were talking about feeling full? Well, with both of them inside me like that, I felt so full you wouldn't believe it. I felt like they were going to split me in two. I was just caught between them and they kept fucking me."

"Wow, that's so hot! I've gotta try that! Are we going out again tonight?"

"I guess so," I said. "I mean, unless you want to try some lesbian action?"

"Gross!"

"Just kidding. Yeah, we're going out again tonight. I don't want to waste the chance. Remember, after tomorrow, I'm going to be a man again. I want to get fucked as much as possible between now and then."

"Ok, 'cause I had an idea. I still don't want to mess around with you, while you're a girl, but it was turning me on so much to watch you dildo yourself, and you just got me all wet again thinking about you getting fucked. I want to watch you get fucked. Do you think tonight we could get a hotel room with double beds so we could watch each other?"

I thought about it. I wasn't really sure that I wanted to watch my girlfriend get fucked by another guy, no matter how permissive we had agreed to be for the weekend. And I wasn't really sure if I wanted to let her watch me get fucked either. I wanted to be a girl, and I wanted to be fucked, but I think I've said often enough how embarrassed I was that Sarah knew all about that.

On the other hand, if she hadn't agreed, I wouldn't have gotten the chance to be fucked at all. The rest of this situation was weird enough, I guessed, that a little bit more didn't matter.

"Ok," I said. "But did it really get you that horny to see me play with my pussy?"

"Yeah! I loved to see you stick something up yourself."

"Like this?" I grinned, as I spread my legs and slid my finger up into my hairless pussy.

"Oh, you slut!" she laughed, getting short of breath now.

"Mmm, it feels so good to finger my clit!" I moaned, playing it up now. Not that it didn't, of course.

"That's it, you've done it," she said, and pushed her panties down to her ankles. She sat down on the chair across the room and started to finger her own cunt.

We both fingered ourselves, felt ourselves up, and moaned things at each other until we came. Then Sarah got dressed and I went to take a shower.

I was actually surprised how much my huge tits got in the way. Last night while I was being fucked, I had loved the huge mounds on my chest, but they kept getting in the way when I reached for the soap or shampoo. My ass-length mane of blonde hair was no picnic either.

But the tits were the real inconvenience. When I finished my shower and dried myself off, I could feel them shaking as I rubbed myself with the towel. They were even worse when I brushed my teeth; they nearly made me fall! And when I went into the kitchen to make some lunch (the only thing I had ingested since yesterday afternoon had been alcohol and cum) they got in the way when I was trying to cook.

But the weird thing was, I LOVED the inconvenience of having giant breasts. It just kept reminding me that I was a woman, now. Each time my big tits got in my way, it reinforced the fact that I was a girl now, with a little hairless pussy and huge, round titties.

Finally, the evening rolled around. I got dressed in my now-customary slutty outfit, and Sarah whore-ed up her mode of dress as well. I think she was discovering how much more she liked sex now that it was with guys with more than five inches below the belt. Wait, what am I saying, "I think" for? I KNOW that's what it was. Sarah had no compunctions about telling me.

As soon as we were both "suitably" dressed, we headed out to the club again. We had certainly been popular enough last night, and a lot of the guys were starting to recognize us. I'm sure the girls recognized us too, but the guys came up and hit on us, while the girls just shot dirty glances at us, particularly at our tits. Sarah's F-cup titties were huge, much more than any girl her size should have, and my J-cup breasts, on my tiny frame, went way beyond amazing.

Considering that we were the two most popular girls in the place, it didn't take us very long to find a couple of guys who fit our specifications. I wasn't totally sure we'd be able to talk them into having sex with us in the same room, but Sarah said they'd jump at any chance to fuck two girls built like we were. I had to believe her; that had certainly been my experience last night.

Although we didn't discuss it, I'm sure we were both sizing up potential partners based on the size of their packages. I know I was. After the conversation we had that morning, we had both clarified in our minds exactly what we were looking for in a sexual partner. And a huge cock was a major criterion.

After we had found a couple of suitable guys, we convinced them to drive us to a motel. Sarah's guy was driving, so the most she could do to get him in the mood while we were in the car was to stroke his dick a little, but I was in the back with the guy I had picked up. I'm not really sure I knew what his name was, but I had crawled up onto his lap, spreading my legs so that my skirt rode up and revealed my miniscule, wet panties. I was grinding my pussy down onto his crotch, and rubbing my tits against his chest. When I mashed my huge breasts against him and he looked down at them, I'm sure he was seeing more cleavage than he ever had before in his life.

When we got to the hotel, Sarah went up to the desk before either guy could.

"One room, please, with double beds."

Her guy and mine looked at each other with a puzzled look on their faces.

"Look," Sarah's pick said, pulling us aside and lowering his voice so that the hotel clerk couldn't hear, "I don't want you to think I'm broke or anything. I can afford a room."

"It's not that," Sarah said, putting her arm around my waist. "We only want ONE room. She's my girlfriend, and we want to be together when you fuck us."

"Well, um..." her guy stammered.

"If you're not interested..." Sarah began.

"Hey," my conquest of the night interjected, "it's fine by me." He certainly didn't want to lose out on a hot piece of ass like me.

"If that's the story, I'm up for it," said Sarah's man, trying to project more comfort than he probably felt.

We paid, got the key, and went up to the room. As soon as we were inside, Sarah and I started stripping. We wanted sex, and we wanted it right now. We were completely naked before the guys were even in the door, and standing by the beds waiting for them to do likewise.

The two guys looked at each other, shrugged, and then started to disrobe. They both studiously avoided looking at each other. I guessed that Paul and Jim from the night before had been a little more comfortable with it, because they knew each other. Actually, that didn't make much sense either. Maybe there was a story there that I wasn't aware of, but it didn't make a difference with regards to what was happening now.

As the men disrobed, Sarah and I watched their bodies come into view. All we were really interested in, though, was their cocks. When Sarah's guy dropped his pants, revealing an eleven-inch hardon, she whispered to me:

"Oh yeah! Will you look at that? I'm going to have some fun being fucked by that thing."

When the guy I had brought pulled down his own boxers to reveal a penis that was fully shaved and a full foot long, though, she whispered into my ear again.

"Why do you always get the big ones?" she asked. "I know you like the hairless cocks, though, don't you?"

I nodded a wordless assent, not wanting to admit it more concretely to my girlfriend, and then pushed the owner of that beautiful bald dick back onto the bed. Of course, being more than a foot shorter than him, I couldn't really have forced him, but he didn't put up much of a fight. As he collapsed onto the mattress, I leaned over him, feeling my huge breasts pull me forward, and greedily engulfed his cock in my hot mouth.

Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I could see Sarah doing the same thing on the other bed. Her ass was up in the air and she was fingering her pussy frantically as her head bobbed up and down, sliding her lips over another man's cock.

I admit I was jealous then. I was thoroughly enjoying being a girl, and sucking cock was an immensely pleasurable experience, but right then I wanted to be a man again so that I could go over there, pull Sarah off that guy, and demand to know what he was doing with MY girlfriend. I had forgotten about the cock in my own mouth for a second.

But my attention soon focused back on it, and I slid my tongue up and down the hard shaft. I once again thought about how nice it felt to suck a completely smooth dick. I held onto the pole near its hairless base as I fed it in and out of my mouth, feeling my lips slide over the taut skin.

From the other bed, I could see Sarah looking at me now, watching her transformed boyfriend give a blowjob to another man. She seemed not to be the least bit upset about it. As I laid there, sucking dick and loving it, she actually appeared to be getting off on watching me.

The guy attached to the penis I was sucking was taking a more active role now. He had gripped my head between his hands and was thrusting repeatedly into my mouth, fucking my face with his huge hairless cock. His balls were hitting my chin with every stroke. That was fine with me, as it meant I could pay more attention to fingering my pussy, and it seemed to be fine with Sarah. She was sucking cock with abandon, but she never looked at the guy she was with. Her eyes were glued on me.

The dick in my mouth pulled out, shooting rivulets of cum onto my face. Sarah's eyes widened when she saw that, and then squeezed shut as she went headlong into what looked like a fantastic orgasm. Her mouth went slack and she rolled over onto her back in her ecstasy, so her guy took matters into his own hands, jacking off his cock into her wailing mouth as she came. He shot his load while she was still in the throes of orgasm, and managed to get most of his cum into her mouth.

"Oh, yes! Feed me your cum," she moaned.

I was pretty horny, but I had been paying more attention to Sarah's masturbation than my own, so I wasn't quite there yet. But when I felt myself being maneuvered onto my back, I knew I wouldn't have to wait long. When I felt my bald little pussy being spread open and penetrated by that huge hairless penis, I moaned and begged for more. I got it. That hard smooth shaft slid into me, deeper and deeper. I kept thinking that there was no more of it, that it couldn't possibly be any bigger, but then it would slide in another inch. My unnamed partner was teasing me with it, inserting it so slowly that I bucked my hips up against him to get more of that delicious cock inside of me.

Over on the other bed, I could see that Sarah was taking a more assertive position. Maybe it was just so that she would be better situated to watch me getting fucked, but she had pushed her man down on the bed and straddled his cock, sliding down on it. She held it with one hand as she fed it into her hungry pussy, and then let go of it to play with her big breasts as she bounced up and down on that stranger's penis. That reminded me of my own titties, and I reached up to fondle them.

"You like it, don't you, Bo- uh... Jill?" she moaned, nearly calling me by my masculine name in her arousal.

"Unnh! Yes! I love it!" I replied.

"You like to be fucked, don't you? You like to take that huge cock up into your pussy? You love to spread your legs and be fucked in your little hairless cunt! The genie was right! You love being a girl, don't you?"

I was too aroused not to respond.

"Oh my God!" I moaned. "Yes! Yes I do! I love being a girl!"

I'm sure this must have seemed nonsensical to the guys, but they were so intent on fucking us that I'm not sure they even heard us talking. It had an intense effect on me, though. It was like Sarah was taking the genie's side, making fun of me for enjoying being a girl so much. And for some reason, I found it amazingly arousing. I came suddenly and powerfully, screaming out my orgasm and thrashing around on the bed like a mad woman.

"Oh! Yes! Cum on my titties!" I heard from the other bed. I looked over to see that Sarah had changed positions. She was flat on her back, and her guy was straddling her chest with his huge cock in between her large breasts. It was probably the first tit-fuck of the guy's life, as most girls didn't have breasts big enough to envelop his monster penis, and he seemed to be enjoying it immensely. As I watched, he fulfilled her request, shooting cum all over her tits.

Now I was faced with a conflict of interest. I wanted to be fucked again, and I wanted to take it up the ass this time, but I was already embarrassed at being fucked in front of Sarah, and admitting how much I loved being a girl. I didn't want to add to my embarrassment by asking for a cock up my ass. But on the other hand, my tight butt felt like it NEEDED a fucking. I didn't know what to do.

In the end, my arousal won out over my pride, as I should have known it would. I gently reached out my hands, stopping the immensely enjoyable fuck I was already experiencing, and spoke.

"I want you in my ass," I said.

I saw Sarah's eyes widen, and I saw the look of surprise mixed with arousal on her face. Since it was already said, I added to it.

"Please, put your cock in my asshole. I want you to buttfuck me!"

I didn't really have to beg. As I was pleading, I was being flipped over onto my hands and knees. I felt an already lubricated penis pressing up against my backdoor, and then sliding smoothly into my ass. I was filled completely back there on the first stroke, and then he started to drive into me again and again, making my huge round titties sway as I took it in the ass.

"Oh my god!" I moaned. "Give me more! I want more of that wonderful cock up my ass!"

Sarah stared as she watched me begging for an assfuck like some kind of cock-crazed, ass-fixated slut. Finally, she turned to her guy, who was at that moment busy fondling her cum-soaked titties.

"I want it up my ass, too," she told him, and she didn't have to say any more than that. As she lay there on her side, her eyes still glued to the other bed where her boyfriend was on his hands and knees, getting fucked up his ass while his giant titties swayed from his chest, her new lover moved behind her. He entered her from behind, lying on his side as his huge cock slid into her ass.

Sarah's eyes locked with mine as she took that big penis into her butt. Her hand creeped down to her pussy, and she started to finger herself while we both were fucked up the ass. I could feel my tits swaying more forcefully now, as the cock up my ass drove home harder and harder. My gargantuan titties were hitting my chin on each thrust now, and brushing the bed at the bottom of every swing, despite the fact that my arms were almost fully extended.

I knew it turned Sarah on to see me fucked like this. I knew how aroused it

made her to see the petite, huge-breasted slut her boyfriend had willingly, even eagerly become. And I loved being a girl and being filled with cock, no matter which orifice I was filled in. I loved having huge tits on a five-foot tall body, and having a little hairless pussy that was almost always wet and eager to be fucked with some hot dick. And, I had to admit to myself, I didn't mind that Sarah knew how much I loved my present situation, on my hands and knees with my ass full of cock. I knew she loved to see me bent over and fucked like this, but I mentally shrugged. It was all temporary, anyway.

Finally, with thoughts of my femaleness and Sarah's knowledge of my desire to be fucked, I went over the edge. I came furiously, just from fantasizing and being fucked up the ass, without ever touching my pussy. Sarah reached another orgasm at the same time, and we both struggled to keep our eyes open as we came, focusing on each other as the guys continued to drive their cocks up our asses. We were still coming when first my guy, then hers started to grunt louder and thrust even harder up our asses. I could feel all the hot load shoot from the dick in my ass, filling my back door with cum, and a moment later Sarah experienced the same thing.

"That was great!" Sarah gasped. "It feels so good to be fucked up my ass! But I want to see you take it in both holes at the same time, now."

I was amenable to that, so I sat there in silence. She turned to look over her shoulder at the guy who had his dick still stuck up her cum-filled ass.

"What about it? Would you like to fuck her in the ass?"

"Sounds good to me," he grinned.

The guy I was in bed with moved under me, as I was crouching on all fours, and slid his cock up into my pussy again. I couldn't understand how he could get hard again so quickly, until I realized that my gigantic tits were resting on his chest quite firmly, my rock-hard nipples pressing into him. He reached behind me to spread my ass cheeks. Obviously, all reticence about having another guy in the room had been fucked out of him.

I felt my pussy completely full of cock, stretched to the limit, and then another penis began to slide up into my ass. It felt great. I loved to be so submissive in sex, to be the receiver. I loved to be fucked, to take huge cocks into my body, more than one at a time, and to feel them thrusting into me. I loved to know how desirable my very female body was to men, how hard it made their penises, and I loved it when they couldn't control themselves any longer and they had to shoot all their hot cum up into me.

But we weren't quite at that point yet. I could feel both of those wonderful cocks pushing into me like pincers, pinning me there so that I couldn't get away. Their hands were on my breasts, feeling me up, rubbing my nipples.

"Oh my God, that's so hot!" said Sarah, and I opened my eyes to see her sitting on the corner of the bed, less than a foot from me, with her hand in her crotch. Her fingers were moving hurriedly in and out of her hairless pussy, as she masturbated at the sight of her boyfriend being double-penetrated in his pussy and ass. "I can't believe you're getting fucked like that! Does it feel good?"

"Yes! Fuck me deeper!" I nearly shouted. "Put your dicks in me! Fill me up! Fill me up with your cum!"

Sarah leaned closer, and I could feel her hot breath against the side of my face. She whispered in my ear:

"This is what you were dreaming of when you were a man, wasn't it? You wanted to be fucked like this, didn't you? You wanted to abandon yourself totally; to just be a sex object. To be the fixation of male lust. You wanted to be a sex toy for well-hung studs, who'd fill your little pussy and ass with cock. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Yes," I whispered back. I couldn't believe I was admitting it to her, but that was exactly what I had wanted.

"Do you like it? Do you like it now that you're a girl? Now that you're just a cum receptacle for these guys, a couple of willing holes for them to cram their dicks into and a pair of tits for them to fondle, is it what you wanted?"

"I love it!" I moaned. Being fucked like this, being pleasured to the limits of what I could endure, was like a truth serum to me. I was admitting the truth more baldly than I ever would have otherwise.

"You know that's all you are to them, don't you? With a body like that, they don't see you. You're all tits! They look at you, and all they see is your big J-cup titties. All they care about is sticking their dick into you, in whichever hole is most convenient, and shooting their wad. All they want to do is fill you up with cum. Is that what you want?"

"Yes!" I moaned in answer. "That's all I want. I just want to be a fuck-doll. Just as long as I can keep getting fucked like this, that's all I want!"

With that demeaning admission, I came. I felt the orgasm welling up from within me, like it had multiple sources. I felt it radiating out from my well-fucked pussy, my cock-stretched ass, and my rigid, erect nipples. I had never felt a feeling as transcendent, as all-encompassing, as that orgasm was. I wasn't aware of anything else except the immense pleasure, and the only thought I could form was that I didn't want the two giant penises that were fucking me, that were making me feel so good, to ever stop.

Eventually, I became aware of my own screaming, and then of the two male voices that joined it. I felt the dicks in my pussy and my ass slam home, almost painfully, filling me to the utmost, and then I felt them twitching, filling my cunt and my back door with loads of hot cum. I couldn't believe they still had that much left as they filled both my orifices with it.

When I could finally open my eyes, I realized that the guys had passed out from exhaustion and the force of their orgasms. Sarah was coming down from her own climax, her hand still moving lazily in her crotch. I could feel the dicks that were still in my pussy and asshole slowly softening now that their owners were unconscious.

"Well, that was amazing!" Sarah exclaimed.

I wasn't sure how to respond. It had certainly been the best thing I had ever felt, but I wasn't comfortable with her knowing that.

"I never would have thought you'd be so abandoned! You were so into being fucked, so woman-like! It was amazing!" she said again.

I was busy extracting myself from between the two guys. It wasn't easy, as petite as I had made myself, to escape the embrace of two guys that were more than a foot taller than me and probably each outweighed me by nearly a hundred pounds, but I finally managed it. I reluctantly pulled away from their dicks, feeling an emptiness as they slid out of my holes.

"Well, we'd better get going," Sarah said.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "What about them?"

"What about them? All they wanted was to get laid, and they certainly got that. But I'm sure somebody complained about the noise when we were all screaming and coming, and I'd like to be out of here before the hotel starts making trouble for us."

That made sense to me, so we dressed and made our exit, leaving the two guys naked in bed together. I wondered if they would be so comfortable with that situation when they woke up as they were when they had me between them, and they were filling me front and back with hard cock.

We called a taxi from a payphone down the street from the hotel, and rode back to our apartment. All the way back, as I pondered the fact that I only had one more day as a girl before Sarah changed me back, I could feel the cum leaking out of me, dripping from my pussy and my asshole and soaking my panties.

I slept through the night, once again on the couch. Sarah had no intention of having me sleep with her until I was a man again. I dreamed of big dicks, filling all my holes.

On Sunday, I woke up late again. After noon. This time at least, I was awake before Sarah.

I got up and made my groggy way to the bathroom. In the morning, when I was off-balance and not as used to my body as I was after walking around in it all day, I was even more aware of the huge breasts hanging from my chest. Women are supposed to have a lower center-of-gravity than men, but my body was certainly an exception to that rule. I was nearly unbalanced by my huge tits.

When I got to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror, though, I wasn't so bothered by my giant breasts. Even with my hair in a mess from sleeping, I was an amazingly attractive woman, and my J-cup titties were one of my favorite body parts.

I got into the shower, feeling the spray of hot water wash over my curvy body. I let it spray directly on my tits for quite a while, feeling my nipples harden from the tingly sensation. My breathing started to speed up, and my nipples got even harder. My pussy got wet.

I reached down between my legs, parting my lips and revealing my clitoris. My pussy felt so smooth and slippery without any hair on it. Holding my lips apart, I used my other hand to lightly rub my clit. My hips started to buck, and I found it hard to stand, so I leaned against the shower wall.

I kept at it, not varying my attack, just continuing to masturbate my wet little pussy. I loved that the spray from the shower was still hitting my hard nipples, stimulating them as I played with my pussy.

After a while, I wanted to switch sensations, so I turned off the shower, redirecting the water to the faucet. I sat down in the bathtub, then slid my ass forward until my hairless pussy was directly under the faucet. I spread my legs, and the stream of hot water was rushing down at my cunt, hitting precisely on my clit.

I was in heaven! I reached up to my breasts, kneading the huge mounds on my chest. I grasped each nipple between my fingers, gently twisting and rubbing them. I loved the sensation of playing with my breasts. I liked this so much better than masturbating by hand. When I was getting myself off manually, I could only play with one breast at a time, since I only had one hand free. But now, with the water from the faucet continuously stimulating my clit, I was moving steadily towards orgasm without having to touch my pussy at all. Both my hands were free to play with my big titties.

My orgasm struck, and I moaned out loud. My legs bucked, and my hands clamped down on my titties. I loved to feel this feeling, to feel myself coming as a girl. My body was so much more responsive now, sexually, than it had ever been when I was a man.

I got up out of the bathtub and dressed, amazed at how comfortable I felt in a bra and panties. I reflected again that I had only been wearing them since Friday. I pulled on the pair of shorts that covered barely more skin than my thong, and a tight t-shirt, then went out into the living room to watch TV and wait for the evening, when I could get fucked again. For the last time.

Sarah got up, and I heard her taking a shower. She was taking her time in there, and it occurred to me that she might have been pleasuring herself in the shower, like I did. Finally, the shower shut off and she came out, completely naked, still drying her hair. As she vigorously worked the towel on her head, her breasts jiggled and jumped on her chest. Now that they were F-cups, they jiggled and jumped even more.

"Sarah-" I started, half-angrily. I was pissed at her for parading around in the nude, knowing full well how aroused it would get me, when she refused to do anything to alleviate my arousal. She had made it completely clear that she didn't find me attractive as a woman. As long as I was a girl, I was 'just one of the girls,' in her eyes, and she was only interested in sex with guys.

"What is it?" she asked nonchalantly. I realized that she hadn't done it on purpose. She didn't even think of me as a guy anymore. I suppose seeing your boyfriend begging to be transformed into a girl, and then watching as he repeatedly got fucked, in all his holes, by multiple guys would tend to change your perceptions a bit.

I was about to go off on her for getting me all worked up and then refusing to do anything about it, when I realized that I wasn't worked up. Not at all. I was looking at her naked, jumping breasts and they didn't do a thing for me.

Looking down at my own breasts, I got a twinge of arousal. But it was mixed with pride. It made me horny to know that I was a girl, and it made me proud to realize that I had such huge tits, so much bigger than my girlfriend's. I loved my huge titties, and I loved the way they felt. They made me feel proud and horny, and that was a good enough excuse to have them, no matter how inconvenient they were.

I kept thinking about my reaction (or more to the point my lack of reaction) to Sarah's display. I found my thoughts drifting to the guys that had fucked us both last night, and images of their huge erect cocks. My nipples hardened and I felt a hot, wet feeling in my crotch immediately. I thought about their hard muscles, their chiseled bodies, but most importantly their rigid dicks. Yep, the thought of a hard penis could turn me on at a moment's notice.

But I had no real reaction to Sarah's breasts; they were just a body part. I thought of sex, and the image that immediately formed was one of me, bent over on my hands and knees, as some well-hung stud fucked me doggy style. I could almost feel my big tits swaying and his hands on my ass as his giant cock rammed into my pussy from behind. I didn't think of lesbian sex, or of heterosexual sex with me still a man. My self-image was very female, and when I thought of sex, all I wanted to do was to be fucked.

Sarah was still waiting for me to explain why I had snapped at her, but I didn't want to explain this any more than I wanted to think about the rest of my situation.

"Nothing," I said to her. "Never mind."

And then I thought about turning back into a man after our last trip to the club tonight. I hoped Sarah would tell the genie to make us forget about the whole thing completely. I didn't know how I could live with myself otherwise.

When the evening finally rolled around, and it was ready to head out to the club, I just went as I was. A tight white t-shirt and cutoff jean shorts that had ridden up the crack of my ass seemed alluring enough garments. Sarah got ready and we drove to the club.

Once we got inside, we were off, flirting with guys and hitting on them like there was no tomorrow. In three nights, we had become like celebrities at the club, the two girls with impossible bodies that seemed to have no compunctions or morals whatsoever. And we played the role to the hilt. We were all over guys, rubbing our tits and crotches against them.

It was like we were drunk, drunk on the sensation of being so desired, of being sexual objects and glorying in the position. We began to go further and further. I saw Sarah take a guy's hands and push them up under her top so that he could fondle her tits while they danced, in full view of everyone on the dance floor.

In retaliation or one-upmanship, feeling a weird mixed sort of jealousy and confusion over whether I was jealous of him or of her, I pushed the hand of the guy I was dancing with down my shorts, feeling his finger make contact with my clit. He rubbed me as we continued to dance, and that stimulation, along with the throbbing pulse of the music, turned out to be too much for me. I came, right out on the dance floor, in front of everyone.

Sarah, picking out a new dance partner, walked up to him and ripped her shirt open, revealing her bare breasts. He moved up against her and she flowed against him, throwing her shirt off and dancing topless as he bumped and grinded against her.

Pulling my own top off, revealing my own bouncing titties, much bigger than hers, I walked to the edge of the dance floor where a likely-looking guy sat. He was with a girl, but that didn't really bother me. I barely registered the look of shock on her face as I walked up to him, without a word, then turned around and bent over as if I was touching my toes. My huge breasts hung down towards my head, and my tiny shorts rode up between my ass cheeks even more. I backed up and planted my barely-covered ass on the guy's crotch, feeling his rock-hard penis rub up and down my ass crack. His girlfriend got up and stormed out of the club in disgust.

As I bounced up and down in this stranger's lap, feeling my giant breasts jiggle on my chest, I picked out Sarah in the crowd. She had stripped off her shorts and was dancing in her thong underwear. I wanted to go her one better, so I stood for a moment, stripping off my shorts and underwear in one motion, and turned to the guy whose lap I had so recently vacated. Without really being aware of what I was doing, I unzipped his pants and freed his ten-inch cock from its prison. I positioned my wet pussy over the head of his shaft and settled slowly into his lap, feeling his huge hard dick pushing up into me.

I rolled my hips back and forth, sitting naked on a guys lap and getting fucked in a public place. A crowd had gathered around, staring in disbelief. In almost all of the faces, though, I saw the surprise mixed with desire.

I bounced up and down faster, impaling myself on the huge penis in my hairless pussy, and shoved my breasts in the guy's face. His entire head could fit between them. it didn't take long at all of fucking me while wearing my tits like earmuffs before he shot a huge load of cum up into my pussy.

I was off of him like a shot, and looking around at the crowd. I was standing naked in front of them, completely unembarrassed for the first time since I had been transformed, and they surrounded me at a distance of about ten feet. It was like the crowd that forms around someone dying on a New York City street; people are jammed up against each other, but there's a ten-foot-radius circle in the middle that's completely empty except for the center of attention. Which was my little five-foot-tall, amazingly sexy, and amazingly nude little body. The only thing in the circle of calm with me was the limp, satiated form of the guy I had just fucked, collapsed in the chair.

I saw Sarah's face in the crowd. She was jammed in there like everyone else, and even though she was naked except for her g-string, all eyes were on me. The look of surprise on her face said that I had surpassed all her expectations of what I would be willing to do.

And I still wasn't embarrassed. I said the first thing that came to mind.

"Who's next?"

Nobody moved, either towards or away from me. I took a guy by the hand and led him forward out of the crowd, and he didn't resist. Backing up to the table, I jumped up to sit on the edge (with my feet not touching the ground, short as I was) and unzipped his pants. I pulled him forward, and slid his cock into my pussy.

Suddenly, the crowd closed in on me. It was like a dam breaking. Men were stripping off their clothes everywhere, and everywhere I looked dicks were being offered up for my use. The guy in my pussy plugged away, fucking me furiously until he had shot his load up my cunt, and then another guy took his place. The table was cleared so that I could lean back, turning my head to the side to suck cocks as I was fucked again and again. Men pushed other naked men aside to get near me, to fondle my enormous breasts, to fill my waiting pussy with their cocks. I sucked dick after dick, and their cum shot down my throat, or on my tits, or onto my face. I was covered with cum. Men pulled out of my pussy to shoot their wads on my belly, or climbed onto the table to titty-fuck me, shooting their cum onto my chest and neck.

And that wasn't it. I was turned over, and a dick was pushed roughly up my ass. I didn't care. I was orgasming so regularly that I didn't care where they put their cocks in me, so long as they kept fucking me. Penis after penis penetrated my back door, as I continued to suck dicks and swallow cum. Men fucked my ass, they fucked my mouth, they fucked my hairless pussy. They put their dicks in my hands and I jerked them off, giving them handjobs while I serviced other men with my pussy or my ass or my mouth. Guys fucked me everywhere; in my holes, between my tits. One creative individual tried to stick his dick into my ear.

I turned over on my side and caught a glimpse through the crowd of Sarah. She had evidently followed my lead, and was taking on all comers. My girlfriend was lying naked and spread eagled on the next table, with dicks filling her pussy and ass as she sucked on another one, completely abandoned as she was gang-banged by multiple strangers. But I was too distracted to be jealous, and too busy getting fucked to care.

I don't know how long it lasted. It's hard to keep track of time while you're orgasming almost constantly. Every time a dick would shoot its load onto me, another one would take its place. Not all of them actually penetrated me, either. I was surrounded my masturbating men who aimed their cumshots at me, showering me with cum. I spent my time being pleasured enormously, with cocks in my mouth, my pussy, my ass. I remember, at least once, having all three of my holes filled, a cock between my tits, and one in each hand. I loved all these cocks, and I loved having so many presented for my pleasure. One guy faded into another, time seemed to be made of elastic, as I was fucked again and again and again...

The next thing I remember was the ride home. Sarah and I rode mostly in silence, both thinking about the things we had done this weekend and the fact that it was finally over. Only when we were nearly back to the house did she turn to me.

"So, did you enjoy your time as a woman?" she asked.

"Yes, I did. I loved it," I replied. After the orgy we had participated in, I was going back to my old way of thinking, and starting to be a little embarrassed about talking to her about it again, but that was the plain truth, and too obvious to hide. We both knew I had loved it.

"Well, it's over now," she said. "Time to go back to reality."

"Yep," I said. "It's over with. Now we just have to forget about it."

"How do you think we should do it? I mean, how should I word the wish."

"Well, I was thinking," I replied. "I think you should wish that we're both back in our own bodies. If you wanted to make my cock bigger, I don't think either of us would mind, but I don't think either of us should remember this weekend, or all the sex, or finding the lamp at all. I don't think we'd be able to settle for sex the old way if we remembered what we'd done this weekend."

"I don't know," Sarah said. "If you had, like, a fourteen-inch cock, I think I'd be pretty satisfied."

"But I'm not sure I would," I said.

"Ok, ok, so we'll forget it ever happened," she said. "And we'll grow your cock. I'll like that, even if I don't remember why it happened." She grinned. "I'd like to keep the tits too, though."

I looked at her F-cup titties. They did nothing for me now, but I knew I'd appreciate them once I was a man again.

"Sounds good to me," I said.

By this time, we were at home. Sarah opened the front door of the apartment, and we both found ourselves in the living room. Sarah picked up the lamp.

"Well, we'd better get this over with."

"Uh, ok," I agreed. Now that the time had actually come, I was reluctant to turn back into a man. I knew I had to do it, but it felt so good to be a woman. It felt so good to have big tits, and to look up at Sarah from my tiny little body. And let's not even mention how good it felt to be fucked.

She rubbed the lamp, and the genie emerged. He towered over me. Looking down with a sneer on his face, he launched into it again.

"Look, it's little Bobby. Have you gotten fucked enough? Are you ready to give up your tits, and your ass, and your little hairless pussy? I wouldn't think you could. I'd think that you liked dick too much to give up being fucked."

"That's enough, genie," Sarah said.

"What? You don't think the little pansy can take it?" he asked. "Fine. I'll stop. I just want to know how the little whore liked getting it up the back door. I can see from the way she's standing that she took it up the ass. You loved it, didn't you?"

I stood mute. But I was thinking about it. I was thinking about cocks in me, up my ass, in my pussy, and in my mouth. I knew I had loved it. And I knew I wasn't going to get it ever again.

"What's your seventh wish?" the genie asked. "We might as well get it over with. I want to catch some sleep."

"Bob's thought it out much more than I have," Sarah said. "I want you to do exactly what he tells you. That's my last wish."

The genie turned to me. I had to look way up to meet his gaze.

My thoughts traveled back over the last three days. Over all the pleasure I had experienced in this female body. Over all the times I had been fucked. I thought about my huge tits, and how it felt to have such giant badges of desire on my chest. I thought about my little hairless pussy, and how it was made to accept cocks into my body.

I wasn't trying to think of these things; they just came into my head unbidden. I thought about my tiny five-foot-tall body, and how it felt that anyone, even a girl as unimposing as Sarah, could overpower me with ease. I thought of how it felt to actually be overpowered, to be bent over and taken by a man, fucked whether I wanted it or not. Crammed full of hard dick until I thought I was going to burst, with me loving every second of it.

I thought of the week I had spent as a man after I knew how good it felt to be fucked as a girl. How unfulfilled I was. I knew that, if I wished to forget this whole turn of events, I wouldn't feel that way, but I also knew that it was only because I wouldn't know what I was missing.

I looked up, way up, at the genie who had done this to me. Or let Sarah do it to me. Or, to be completely honest, let Sarah help me do it to myself.

"Whaddaya want, you little slut?" he asked me.

"Bigger tits," I said.

The End