Note: My shortest story yet!

Themes: Feminization, pussification, silicone implants, humiliation, non-consensual, revenge, forced change, straight-to-gay

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Nicholas Knox awoke to find his best bro, Dane Ellsworth, standing over him in his bedroom. His friend’s eyebrows were knit together as he stared down at him, his mouth shaped like an O. Worry and relief vied for dominance on his bearded face with neither winning out. Nick groaned and struggled to sit up in bed but found he couldn’t. He was restrained, his arms and legs tied to the bedposts and his head locked into a neck brace.

“Ungh, dude,” he moaned, trying to work his hands free. “What the fuck happened to me? Was I in an accident?”

“You could say that,” Dane muttered, eyes filled with concern and some other, unreadable emotion. He put his hand on Knox’s chest, pushing him back down. “Just lie there, ‘K? Take it easy.”

“Can you at least untie me?” Knox tried again to sit up but once again Dane held him down.

“Uh, yeah, bro. Gimme a sec, ‘K?” Dane rummaged around in Knox’s closet, eventually finding a bathrobe. He draped it carefully over Knox’s torso, tucking it around his sides, before dutifully unbinding him. He insisted that Knox slip his arms into the robe and draw it around himself, cinching it shut, though, before he would release him from the neck brace. 

Knox sat up in bed, feeling woozy. He kneaded his temples with his fingers, sighing, “How long was I out, bro? I feel so weak.”

Dane sat down beside him on the bed, the mattress bowing under his immense weight. “Six weeks, I think.”

“WHAT?!” Knox stared at his friend, aghast. “What about football! Holy shit! Did I miss the–?”

Dane silenced him by placing his finger over Knox’s lips, something that infuriated him. He batted Dane’s hand away, preparing to lace into him but Dane cut him off, “Yer off the team, bro. Coach cut ya when ya didn’t show up for practice.”

“What?! But how–?!”

Dane looked sad. “Bro, ya gotta believe me when I tell ya I looked all over for ya but ya fuckin’ disappeared. I called yer parents, filed a police report and even got a detective on yer case. But you fuckin’ vanished.”

Knox massaged his forehead, feeling slightly nauseous. “If that’s the case, how did I end up here?”

“Dunno.” Dane shrugged his giant shoulders; he looked even beefier than Knox remembered. He must have been doing double duty with his weightlifting regimen. “I got a strange text this morning and came right over. The door to yer apartment was open when I got here a few minutes ago and you were lyin’ here on the bed, all tied up.”

Knox’s skin was prickling. “I-I-I can’t believe it. Why can’t I remember anything?” Then he remembered his girlfriend, Kiley, and panicked. “Holy shit! Kiley! OMG! She must be freaking out! I’ve gotta call her!” He looked around wildly for his phone and, locating it on the beside stand, grabbed it only to realize the battery was dead. He tossed it down in annoyance, pleading with Dane, “Lemme borrow yer phone, bro! Please! I gotta let her know I’m Ok!”

Dane’s mouth quirked and, for reasons Knox couldn’t explain, he found himself studying his best friend’s body in a way he hadn’t before. The big dude was really muscular and built, his clothes straining to contain his super-sized physique. And his face was just so manly! His newly-cropped brown hair was both short and stylish and his beard had been trimmed, accentuating his rugged jaw and cleft chin. His brown eyes had flecks of honey tones in them, adding warmth and tenderness that he hadn’t perceived before. Knox banished these thoughts from his dazed mind, though, wondering what was wrong with him. 

“Uh, bro?” his beefy friend rumbled. “Ya might wanna hold off for a bit before calling Kiley, ‘K? Give yerself some…time…to get used to things. ‘Sides, we should let yer folks and the police know yer Ok first, dontcha think? Yer mom and dad’re awful worried.”

“What? Oh, yeah.” Knox looked up hopefully at Dane. “Can you call ‘em for me? I…I mean, I don’t feel like talkin’ to ‘em right now for some reason.” He exhaled deeply, trying to make his head feel right again. “I juss feel so fuckin’ weird!”

“Tell me ‘bout it.” Dane cast a furtive look over at him before looking away. Was it Knox’s imagination or were his friend’s cheeks rosy beneath his beard?

Knox’s stomach growled then and he realized he was starving. He started to stand up but Dane stopped him, moving beside the bed and offering him his arm. When Knox gave him a funny look, Dane flushed, rumbling, “You ain’t stood for a long time, bro. I don’t want ya gettin’ dizzy.”

“Uh, Ok.” It felt weird taking his bro’s arm but he did so, allowing Dane to steady him when his knees buckled. He was so weak! And his body felt…off. Heavier. Almost sloshy. Like his entire center of gravity had changed. He shook off the feeling, though, convinced he was just groggy from being out for so long.

Dane led him into the kitchenette in his apartment and helped him sit down at the small table. Knox rolled around on the chair and would have wobbled off if Dane hadn’t grabbed his arm. Knox furrowed his brow. Why did it feel like he was sitting on a big, soft cushion?

“Let’s see if ya got any food in here that’s still good,” Dane said, turning and rummaging through the fridge. As he did so, Knox found his eyes traveling the length of Dane’s body. Dane was sweaty, having just run all the way over here after getting the text, and his shorts and t-shirt were soaked. The wet fabric clung to his mounded body, rendered translucent by his sweat. The black pelt covering his chest was clearly visible beneath his white t-shirt. Like his chest, his thighs were really hairy and muscular. Knox grinned. Dane looked mighty fine, indeed!

Wait.

What?

He shook his head, trying to clear it of these alien, faggy thoughts. He was straight! One hundred percent! There was no way he was hot for his best friend!

Dane was throwing a bunch of stuff in the trash. Knox wrinkled his nose at the smell of decaying food and Dane hurriedly tied up the garbage trash and threw it into the chute. Turning back to him, he said, “Looks like the eggs’re still good, bro! Want me to make some for ya?”

“Fuck, yeah!” Knox grinned at his friend, tickled that Dane was taking care of him.

A half hour later, he was gobbling down a plate of scrambled eggs and, in between bites, swigging down orange juice that had turned slightly tangy. Dane sat across from him, straddling a chair backwards. At one point, Knox looked up and realized his buddy was staring at him with a slightly glassy-eyed expression. Dane sat up as soon as he caught him, trying to act nonchalant.

“What?” Knox demanded. “Why’re you lookin’ at me like that?”

Dane looked off to the side. “No reason.” Then he looked back at Knox, fixing him with his disconcerting gaze. “Do you mind if I use yer shower, bro?” He lifted an arm and sniffed a furry pit, making a face. “I kinda stink.”

“Yeah, sure. Do whatever you want.” Knox went back to eating, looking back up again when Dane didn’t move. He braced when he realized his buddy was staring at him again with a hungry expression. His eyes were glowing, almost predatory. “Well, go on,” he said, gesturing toward the bathroom. “You know where everything is. Feel free to grab a towel from the closet. There should be plenty of soap.”

“Thanks.” Dane’s low voice was gravelly. For reasons Knox didn’t understand, it sent a thrill down his spine. As he stared at his friend, he felt the air between them become charged. It was almost electric, like it was filled with invisible sparks or something. Time seemed to slow down as Dane swallowed and Knox watched his giant Adam’s apple slide slowly up and down. The tip of Dane’s pink tongue rested on his hairy upper lip momentarily before he said, “Whaddaya think, bro, ‘bout takin’ a shower together? Yer awful stinky, too.”

Knox’s mouth fell open. “Huh? Together?”

Dane nodded, reaching out and taking Knox’s chin between his fingers. “Yeah, bro. Together. I wanna get you naked with me. You’ll do that for me, right? Get naked?” I was phrased as a question but it came out more like a command.

For some reason, Knox felt compelled to close the top of his bathrobe, hiding his chest from Dane’s prying eyes. “You serious, bro?”

Dane licked his lips. “Never been more serious, bro. Or more turned on. See?” He stood up from the table and Knox’s eyes widened when he saw the hulking bulge lurking in his bro’s mesh shorts. “Somebody’s gotta introduce you to yer new body and it might as well be me. I’m yer best bro, after all.”

“My…new…body?” Knox repeated, suddenly chilled. “What do you mean?”

Dane smiled, replying cryptically, “Ask yer brother. He’s the one who did this to you. At least that’s who I’m guessin’ was behind this.”

Knox raised his eyebrows. “My brother? I don’t have a broth–Oh, you mean Avery? Fuck, dude! She’s my sister no matter how much she insists she’s a guy. Pfffft, she wishes she were a real man!” 

Knox’s sister, Avery, claimed to be transgender and got all pissy when he told her she was no such thing, that she was and always would be his sister. His parents and most of his friends agreed with him. She’d been effectively banned from the family and Knox hadn’t seen her in more than two years. The last he’d heard, she had started taking male hormones and was intent on presenting herself as a man. The very thought made his stomach churn. Fuck, why did Dane have to go and bring her up?

Dane had always been an outlier when it came to Avery. When she asked him to use male pronouns, he’d done so and had corrected Knox every time he ‘misgendered’ her. (His words, not Knox’s.) This time was no exception. “Avery is a man, bro,” Dane stated. “He was born a man and will always be one. Now let’s get naked together.”

Not waiting for Knox to reply, he reached down and took him by the wrist, pulling him up from the table and into his beefy arms. Knox’s nostrils filled with his big bro’s scent. He inhaled, growing lightheaded as he was overwhelmed by the rich, musky aroma. Dane was so big! He’d forgotten that the man was easily four inches taller than him and more than fifty pounds heavier. Knox was (or had been) the quarterback on the football team and Dane was one of the linebackers. As such, he was pretty much required to be huge in every way.

Heart pounding, Knox looked up in confusion at his bro. “Dane? What’re you doing? Why’re you actin’ like this?”

Dane grinned wolfishly. “You sayin’ ya don’t like it, bro? Tell me and I’ll stop.” His arms tightened protectively around Knox’s middle as he spoke. He was so possessive!

“N-N-No, it’s Ok.” Knox couldn’t believe the words had actually come out of his mouth. “I like this. I like how…big you are.”

“Is that all?” Dane asked, smirking with victory. Knox sort of hated his bro right then for being such an arrogant prick. The truth was, though, that he was totally hot for him. It left him feeling stunned and weak…and really turned on.

“Uh, yeah,” he mumbled. “Yer big, Ok?”

Dane laughed, “Guess that’s good enough for now. C’mon, bro. Lemme show ya juss how big I can get, Ok?”

He led Knox into the bathroom where he stripped out of his sweaty clothes. Holding out his arms, he displayed his naked, hairy body to Knox. Knox had seen him naked many times but this was the first time he’d witnessed his big bro in his fully erect glory. Dane’s cock was a thing of wonder, long and fat and dripping. His generous foreskin was bunched up around his glans, oozing precum. It must have been thicker than Knox’s arm.

“Time to break in yer new pussy,” Dane announced, reaching out to unfasten the belt of Knox’s bathrobe. 

Knox stood there, frozen as the robe fell away from his body, landing in a soft pile around his feet. His body felt odd. Off. Heavier. Jigglier. And, even worse, like something familiar was missing. He shivered in the chill air of the bathroom. When he wrapped his arms around his chest, though, he froze, mouth falling open in shock.

And then he looked down at himself and lost it.

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“I don’t see why yer complainin’ so much, bro.”

Knox curled his lip at Dane, spitting, “How would you feel if this,” he gestured down to his extremely altered body, “had been done to you?” 

Dane’s eyes traveled the length of Knox’s new curves, taking in every detail. He lingered especially on what had been added and what had been taken away from him. “I’d feel great as long as you were here with me to share it, bro. Yer fuckin’ hot!”

Knox rolled his eyes. “I’m a fuckin’ GIRL, Dane! Look at me!”

“No, yer not,” Dane corrected. “Yer still a guy, juss like before. The shape of yer body don’t change that.” He sighed with long-suffering patience as he explained, “Gender’s in the mind, not the body, bro. You know that.”

“Oh, fuck you!”

“That’s what I wanna do, bro.” Dane reached out and caressed Knox’s tender breast, tweaking his greatly enlarged nipple. “I wanna fuck ya in the worst way.” His hand moved downward, tracing the smooth curve of Knox’s soft belly down to his hip. His former V-shape was now more of an hourglass figure now, his curvaceous breasts narrowing down to a wasp waist before widening again into a pair of generous hips.

Knox shivered at his bro’s touch, wanting to push his hand away but not finding the will to do so. Dane was in charge now. Completely in charge. 

He could only watch helplessly as his bro’s thick finger traced the circumference of his tiny bellybutton before inevitably trailing down toward his new pussy lips. Knox’s body was completely bare of hair, his horrendous pussy on full display. He stared at it, trying to comprehend what had happened to his once proud penis. He used to be hung! Not as big as Dane, of course, but plenty big enough. Now he’d been reduced down to just a hole!

“I’m a freak!” he whined. “I look like a total fuckin’ freak!” He clenched his fists ineffectually. “I hate Avery! I’m gonna fuckin’ kill her when I get my hands on her! I HATE HER! LOOK WHAT SHE DID TO ME!!! HOW THE FUCK IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE???”

“Shhh, bro,” Dane soothed, tickling his new vagina and causing Knox to quiver with arousal. “Lemme take yer pussy for a test drive first. If yer still unhappy after I fuck ya, then we can think ‘bout revenge.”

With that, he slipped his finger inside Knox’s alien pussy and wiggled it around, causing Knox to moan loudly. Completely humiliated, Knox arched his back and whined, begging Dane to enter him. “Ungh! Bro, please fuck me! You gotta fuck me!”

“With pleasure!”

Dane pushed Knox down on the bathroom floor and straddled him, arching his back and lowering himself until his hands were on either side of Knox’s head. Knox was pinned beneath him, Dane’s lust-filled eyes blazing down at him. Worse–or maybe better?–his big, hard cock was rubbing slowly across Knox’s hairless slit. Knox arched his own back, mouth falling open. His entire body vibrated with arousal as he felt his bro’s man-sized tool rest against his cunt.

Dane kissed him then, opening his mouth and devouring him. Knox responded, ardently inviting Dane to take charge. It felt both so right and so wrong! Dane’s tongue entered him even as he positioned his beast over the opening of Knox’s new vagina.

“Yer wet, bro,” he grunted, pulling back his foreskin and gently pushing his glistening cockhead between Knox’s moist lips. “You really want my cock, dontcha?”

“YES!!” Knox cried. As he did so, he felt the weirdest sensation. It was like his crotch started burning or something. His cheeks flushed when he realized what was happening: His pussy lips were swelling! He was getting turned on.

Dane noticed this, too, and let out a triumphant grunt as he bucked his hips, driving his massive tool deep inside. Knox shrieked with both glee and alarm as he felt the unthinkable happen: Dane’s cock entering him, sliding in deep. So deep he felt like Dane had become one with his very soul. 

Dane rocked back and forth, undulating his hips and driving in deeper and deeper. He was a total pro at this, Knox realized in between gasps of ecstasy. His big bro had fucked more than his share of pussy and really knew how to give a girl…or guy…the ride of their life. He marveled that he was the beneficiary of Dane’s experience. He felt so lucky!

“Fuck, yeah!” Dane gasped, eyes rolling back in his head. “So tight! Fuck, bro! Yer pussy’s the tightest I’ve ever fucked! Even better than a butthole!”

Knox started to wrinkle his lip but then felt his asshole twitch with excitement. He had not one but two holes, he realized with a jolt of surprise. Once Dane was done pounding his new pussy, he could go after his butthole next!

Dane was a doting lover and refused to cum until Knox did so. It took a long time because Knox had never had a pussy before and he didn’t know which position turned him on the most. Somewhat perversely, he discovered that getting fucked sideways really blew his cork. He moaned, fingers clawing into the shower mat under his wide, fat bottom as Dane did sideways pushups over him, thrusting his huge cock deep inside him with every dip.

When it was done and they were momentarily exhausted, Dane bounced him on his lap, cupping his big, silicone-filled butt cheeks in his wide hands. Knox’s ass was truly enormous, he realized with chagrine, and very soft, too, almost jellylike. It poured out of Dane’s hands, a big, soft, jiggly mess.

Dane was in heaven.

“Dude, yer ass! It’s the best!” he gasped, growing erect again. Knox cringed when he felt his bro’s monster throbbing anew beneath him. Dane shifted him on his lap, lodging his dick between Knox’s jiggly melons. “How ‘bout I break in yer hole now?”

“Can you, um, maybe suck on my tits first?” Knox asked bashfully, lowering his eyelashes seductively.

“Deal!”

Dane threw him down on the floor and commenced nibbling, chewing and sucking on Knox’s unnaturally large nipples, rolling them around on his tongue. Knox writhed beneath him, moaning and whimpering. And then Dane was kneading his silicone-filled tits in his hands, squeezing them and marveling at their size and softness.

“Jesus, bro! Yer breasts! Fuck! I love ‘em!”

Soon, Knox was on his hands and knees as Dane staked him through the asshole with his big cock. His bro leaned over him, taking his breasts in his hands and squeezing as he fucked him a new hole. Knox squealed with happiness, pleased as punch to be filled in a whole new way by his buddy. Dane proved to be as adept at anal as he was vaginal and worked him to a long series of orgasms as he fingered his pussy while slamming into his butt.

Knox was a total wreck by the end, a quivering mass of silicone and rearranged body parts. Dane had christened him from head to toe with his cum, working him to numerous orgasms, each one more violent than the last. He was sweaty and stinky and gross but Dane held him close, smiling down at him.

“Yer awful cute as a girl, bro.”

Knox giggled. “Thanks but I thought you said gender was in the mind, not the body?”

“Whatever.” Dane looked so proud, so studly, so handsome! He made Knox’s cunt trickle. He couldn’t remember ever being this happy before. “You still mad?”

Knox set his jaw, coming back to his new reality as a woman…in body at least. “At being turned into a girl against my will?” he asked, suddenly furious. “Yeah, yer damn right I’m pissed. She–”

“He,” Dane corrected. “And we don’t even know for sure it was Avery. It could’ve been somebody else.”

Knox narrowed his eyes. “Really, bro? Who else woulda done this to me?” He frowned at Dane’s puzzled expression. “It was Avery, I know it was him! The thing is, though, I can’t figure out why she–I mean, he’d do something this horrible to me. If he wanted revenge…” His voice trailed off as he was struck by an unwelcome thought. He stuck out his hand to Dane, demanding, “Dude, yer phone. Gimme yer phone now.” He wiggled his fingers.

Dane straightened, turning to paw through his shorts’ pockets. He extracted his phone and handed it to Knox, curiosity written across his handsome if somewhat brutish face.

It only took Knox a few minutes to find what he was looking for. When he did, his face went white and he clenched the phone in his fist, seething, “No. Fucking. Way. That asshole!” Held the screen in Dane’s face, yelling, “He can’t do this! HE CAN’T FUCKING DO THIS TO ME!”

Dane was confused at first but he exhaled in disbelief once he played the video on Avery’s BlueSky feed.

Avery’s deep, masculine voice rang out of the phone and across the room as he bragged on the screen, >>How do you guys like my big, fat cock? Haha! It was a gift.<< He smirked at the camera, panning downward and gripping his giant male appendage. The scars were still visible, red welts around the base of his–No, make that Knox’s–big cock and balls. His dick was engorged with blood, a fully functional erection. Avery pumped his thick shaft a few times, taking a victory lap, >>This is a gift from my brother. Thanks, Nick! Thanks for giving me yer package so I could finally be a real man like you were. Haha! Get use to havin’ a pussy between yer legs, Nick! Who wears the pants now, dude?<< He gloated at the camera, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. Even as Knox boiled over with outrage, he was forced to admit that Avery made a very convincing–and very studly–man. In fact, he looked almost exactly like Knox had…before Avery had forcibly given him a sex change, that is.

“That’s a low blow, dude,” Dane rumbled. “Sorry. I didn’t know he was so vindictive.”

Knox was almost as shocked by his big, dumb bro’s use of the word ‘vindictive’ as he was by Avery’s malice. He hung his head, fighting back tears.

“Hey, now, don’t do that.” Dane hugged him close. “It’ll be Ok, bro. You got me, remember? I ain’t never gonna leave yer side.”

He helped Knox to his feet, turning on the shower and waiting for it to warm up. Once it was at temperature, he invited Knox into the tub with him and then washed off together, Dane lovingly worshipping every inch of Knox’s newly feminized body.

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