Joe, now "Josie," sat back on the battered second-hand couch and decided that ridiculous was the only word to describe everything that had happened so far.
The night had started off boringly enough. It was a week before classes started up. He and his frat brother Mike were moving into the new room at the third and top floor of the frat house. Mike was pretty influential thanks to legacy connections and had finally scored one of the best rooms. The frat was an old boarding house not far from the college and all the rooms were already subdivided into seperate units. The plus side was lots of privacy, the downside was lots of stairs. With his usual good sense, Joe had popped up after Mike had finished moving all the heavy shit.
The only reason they had been able to get their current digs was a hefty donation for repairs and maintenance to the buiding by Mike's dad. The only reason Joe was there was because of Mike, his best bud and oldest friend. A lot of other guys in the frat disliked Joe, mostly because of two things: his girlfriend Molly kept him from running around chasing tail with the rest of them - - and Molly was usually hotter than any girl they managed to catch, inspiring a lot of jealousy. No need to worry about that any longer though. Molly had left him to pursue her modelling career in New York. Without her camgirl and cosplay stuff bringing in money he couldn't afford his own place. So here he was - - stuck in a woman's body, a real big-titted, black haired knock out, about to fuck the pizza delivery guy.
Josie burst into a brief fit of breathy, uncontrollable laughter. Her face felt flushed. She realized the molly must be taking hold of her, but that jump from point A to point B was really too much! And, well, which Molly was getting to her? The pill James had given her or Molly's body - - because Josie's new body was a dead ringer for her old girlfriend's proportions thanks to that damn medallion. That brought on another fit of the giggles that took her a moment to stifle. Michelle was watching her with worried eyes and, more in control now, Josie realized Michelle should be worried. She had an identically female, identically fuckable body - - also just like Molly's, except her face was different, heart-shapped and red-haired with a light spray of freckles across the bridge of her pixie nose. She looked kind of like Nicole Kidman - - with porn star proportions.
Josie let her eyes linger on the graceful curves of her friend and felt herself smile. even smiling was starting to feel good, and the sensation reminded her that her own face was different too. In the face, she looked like her mom's kid sister, dark hair, dark cat-like eyes, high cheekbones and a full pouty mouth. The women in her family had always been hot. Now she was hot, literally and figuratively. Josie felt a warm glow forming in the pit of her stomach. She writhed just slightly on the couch, full of energy and unsure of what to do with it. A second later she realized Michelle was holding her hand.
"I'm a little scared," Michelle whispered in a too loud voice. Her pupils were huge and a rivulet of sweat ran down into the endless cleavage formed by the leather bustier she was wearing. Michelle's other hand, less noticably, was kneading between her clenched thighs.
"Me too," Josie gushed back. Everything was starting to feel so much more intense. Sensations. Emotions. Her new body. How often had she thanked whatever God had let her bag a girl with Molly's body? By the end of the night would she be thanking God that she now had same body? It was cold. She was warm. Somewhere she distantly noted a window unit AC was humming. Her nipples were hardening.
Michelle and Josie had been making out for some time before either of them fully realized what they were doing. By the time they remembered where they were and who they really were they didn't care. They didn't even care that James was watching them. They didn't even care that he was naked, though they couldn't help but laugh once they realized it. He was guiding the camera on the tripod with one hand and guiding his other tripod with the other hand. "Very nice, girls, very nice. I guess we're feeling good now. Ready to get started?"
James was not what they expected without his clothes on. He didn't seem any taller or broader than before, but he was completely cut, every muscle showing in perfect toned condition. His cock was huge. He laughed, an evil little chuckle, when he caught them both staring at it, "Oh yeah, I took care of myself before coming over. Might as well look good for my big movie debut, right?"
Checking the shot one last time and seeming satisfied, James came out from behind the camera and drifted over to the couch, his cock twicthing back and forth like a bloodhound sniffing the trail out ahead of him. Josie and Michelle both watched him approach them with a measure of nervousness, but it was muted, muffled by a comfy cloudlike layer of pleasure dulling their brains. They both felt soft and fluffy like a couple of little bunnies. Playboy bunnies, Josie thought, and then giggled stupidly.
"Who's first?" James waggled his monster cock at them. It was inches from both their faces. He was cose enough to touch them and did, leaning down to run his fingers thorugh Michelle's wild mane of red curls even as his other hand went from stroking the side of Josie's face to groping her right tit. Josie gasped at the direct and immediate sensation of pleasure she received from the none too genle pawing. Michelle wastender and delicate with her. This was something else entirely.
There was an "Oh!" of surprise followed by a simulatenous grunt of satisfaction and a delicious hum of pleasure. Josie opened her watery eyes, still distracted by the powerful ongoing squeeze and realease of her own right breast, and was surprised to see Michelle had Jame's cock in her mouth. Michelle seemed surprised too. Her crystal blue eyes were big and disbelieving, but the soft desperate sounding noises she was making and the way her hand was busily working between her legs showed that she wasn't too put off by the experience. A second later she shut her eyes, surrending to it, and began to inexpertly bob her head forward and back, cheeks hollowed out, teaching herself how to suck that huge cock.
Josie felt herself getting slick from watching the live porn show inches from her face. She thought about touching herself, but had a better idea. Poor Michelle was taking one for the team like a champ. She should repay her for being such a brave girl! James sill mauling her tits, Josie leaned closer in to them both and pushed Michelle's hand aside, seamlessly taking over. There was a mmmph! noise from Michelle that Josie took to be a sign of gratitude so she began fingering her friends red-haired snatch even faster. A moment later Josie felt Michelle snake one hand down the too-snug front of her hot pants, returning the favor.
They continued like that for a while. The girls masturbating each other, Michelle sucking James's cock, Josie, halter now unzipped, offering up her titties as playthings for James. Eventually, both girls came within seconds of each other, and it was like some kind of signal that triggered everything. Without warning, James suddenly pulled free of Michelle's mouth and blew his load in her face. With a girlish squeal Michelle, tempporarily blinded by spunk in her eyes, fell back to the ratty couch. Startled by the incongruity of her best guy friend taking a cum shot to the face like any other first time college girl, Josie laughed, but her amusement quickly turned to mews of shock and disgust. The second burst of semen spraying from James's cock splashed across both of Josie's big, pale breasts.It was warm against the bigger warmth of her titties and she got some of it on her hands, trying to wipe it away before she realized what James was doing.
James made a satisfied noise and ambled over to check the camera on the tripod. A second later a hand towel from their bathroom, only the dorms on the top floor of the frat had private bathrooms, landed on the couch between them. Still breathless from their first orgasms as women, and in shock at how easily they had given in to the drugs and James's rude treatment, Josie and Michelle took turns using the towel to clean themselves up.
The two women briefly exchanged a dazed look, both of them simultaneously overwhelmed, ashamed, and yet sexually satisfied from this new experience. Neither knew what to say to the other. If they ever got back to their old selves there would have to be some kind of oath of silence to pretend none of this ever happened.
James finished watching the highlights of their recent performance and smiled, "Fucking awesome. You two are naturals!" Josie noted with a mixture of horror and fascination that James was already getting hard again, the heavy cock between his muscular thighs twitching and rising the more of the video he watched. Stopping the replay he set the camera back up to record another file. "Alrighty, main event time!"
Both girls swallowed nervously and exchanged another look. They were still cruising on the molly, but the initially intense coming on period had crested and evened out. Everything still felt good and it was hard to overcome the regular waves of pleasant passivity washing over their bodies, but they were more alert now, more aware of what was about to happen. "Michelle," James pointed at the redhead and she tensed up, already nodding though she didn't know what to do, "You went first last time. You just lay back. Josie, you eat Michelle's pussy." Michelle nodded even more vigorously now in gratitude and relief, turning to recline back along the length of the couch. "Josie, keep that sweet ass high up in the air. I'm doing you doggie style!"
