"Alright then, hands and knees, Josie," James smirked, "And don't forget to take care of Michelle!"
"W-wait, James, please," Josie whined and she hated the sound of it, but couldn't figure out any other way to sound. Her new voice was still too strange to her own ears to really control how it sounded. The drugs had her feeling floaty and full of energy, but there was still a powerful current of fear flowing through her, one that suddenly reawakened now that she was to be on the receiving end of James's cock.
"Josie, get your face in Michelle's muff and your ass up in the air," James said it lightly, but there was a growl buried just beneath his cavalier manner, "Or I'll pack up my stuff, take my medallion, and go home."
"But - - but - - ," Josie groped for words even as she bent over to pull Michelle out of her thong. Michelle lifted her hips up off the couch to help her. It was insane to think that just earlier tonight, less than a few hours ago, they had still been Joe and Mike. "But I - - oh!" Josie bucked like a startled pony when she felt James's hands come to rest on her hips.
"Butt? Butt?" James teased as he started skinning Josie's perfect ass out of the tiny hot pants, "You want it in the butt instead?"
"N-no!" Josie's long dark hair tossed as she quickly turned to look over her shoulder, "No, I don't want that."
"Where do you want it then?" James smirked back at her. She felt the tip of his monster-sized penis brush against the back of her thighs and shivered as she was made to step out of the bottom half of her ridiculous outfit.
"Well, I mean," Josie hesitated, hating her breathy new voice. She sounded like some stoned sorority girl trying to answer a cop's questions, "You know, I just, I don't really - - "
"Say, "My pussy, daddy." James gave her a smack on the ass that made her jump for a second time inside of a minute. It wasn't playful either, not like the one he had given her earlier. This stung. She could feel the red handprint he had left on it.
"Ow! You want me to say w-what?" Josie felt confused. Somehow the plain was being transmuted into pleasure. The round bubble of her right ass cheek was tingling.
"Say, "I want you to fuck my pussy, daddy," James leaned forward to croon in her ear, pinning her between the muscular hardness of his own body and the curvaceous playground that was Michelle, "Say, "I want it in my pussy. Fill me up!"" WHAP!
"Ow!" Josie cried out. James had given her another smack on the ass, this time on the left cheek. She looked back to James and his eyes were full of cruel, unyielding amusement. She turned to Michelle, reclined back on the couch beneath her. Michelle was watching everything with a wary, but bemused expression. She answered the question in Josie's eyes with a tiny shrug and a shake of her head as if to say, "Why not? We don't have any choice."
Josie swallowed hard and tried to keep her head together. Her ass was stinging and heart pounding, but her nipples were hard and her skin flushed. She felt too good to fully resist what her conscious mind told her was a terrible mistake. What if there was no coming back from this? What if James was lying about turning them back?
She looked back at James, eyes wide, dreading what would happen next, and yet part of her was also curious what it would be like to give this soft, sleek new body of hers to his chiseled hardness. That was what women did, wasn't it? And if he did turn her back to Joe no one ever had to know, right? And if he didn't, if she was stuck like this, well, no one would think it weird that she had, right?
"I - - I want it in my pussy," Josie's voice was husky with pent up emotions. She was surprised how sexy she sounded and then added a belated, "Daddy."
"Say it again," James closed his hands on the suppleness of Josie's slender waist and began to pull her closer. She didn't resist. This was the only way to get her manhood back.
It was a trade. If she wanted a cock back between her legs then she had to let his cock in between her legs. The top of its too-long length was already playfully rubbing against her outer lips, parting them slightly, transferring some of her wetness to him.
"I w-want it in my pussy," Josie gasped from the strangeness of the sensations she was experiencing, but managed to rasp it out, "F-fill me up, daddy! Fuck me!"
So he did. With no more banter or even any warning, James pulled back and by unerring instinct, barreled his cock up into Josie. Unused to how one did it doggy style from the female side Josie hunched her back and nearly pitched forward, face-planting right into Michelle's snatch with a grunting exhalation.
"Ow! Hey, I'm pretty sure that's not how you do that!" Michelle piped up from further up the couch.
"Sorry - - ngh! mmmmnh!" Josie whimpered into Michelle's pussy and then began to delicately lap at it with her mobile, pink tongue.
"No, here, like this," came James's voice from behind her. He altered his grip on Josie's narrow waist and easily manhandled her into the proper position, taking the hump out of her back and bending her like a bow. Josie was now arranged like a triangle with her ass as the highest point. James began to pump in and out and a interlocking rhythm was established. Pump in. Gasp. Lick. Pump out. Sigh. Lick. Pump in. Gasp. Lick. Pump out. Sigh. Lick.
For the front half of Josie not much seemed different from the days of giving Molly head, other than the pillowy masses of her newly acquired breasts resting on the couch cushion between Michelle's spread legs. For her back half Josie felt like she was on - - no, she WAS the alien planet and some strangely warm probe, soft as velvet, was now exploring her secret places. It was like Michelle's fingers, but better, more powerful, building the looming orgasm inside her by use of size and brute force rather than by gentle grace.
James was going harder and faster now. Josie's entire body shook with the force of his thrusts. She could feel the unfamiliar fleshiness of her rounded hips and firm bubble butt shuddering in time to his frenzied pumps. She was smashing her ass backward, colliding into him, desperate to meet his thrusts, to feel the entire length of it slipping in and out of her. Josie heard a moaning and realized it was her. Soon it was joined with another moan, Michelle. Even as she moaned, Josie kept up her swirling tongue, redoubling speed, homing in on her best friend's new clitoris.
Michelle screamed, cumming first. Her thighs were quivering, trying to clench down on Josie's dark-haired head. Wet with her friend's juices, Josie tore her face away from Michelle's pussy, gasping for air, making animal noises that didn't even sound human. Her body was tensing, her second orgasm as a woman drawing ever closer.
Scared and excited all at once, Josie tried to hide from it, to bury her head in her folded arms, but James's seemed to sense this. He tangled one white knuckled hand into the long, back waterfall of Josie's hair and slowly, firmly pulled back. "Oh no, no, no, oh, oh, oh, oh!" Josie could not even properly protest. Her body would not obey the tiny part of her that wanted to stop. She kept thrusting her ass back to meet James, ramming their crotches together. All she could do was obey his mute command as best she could. Rising up onto hands and knees she felt gravity take the twin masses of her large breasts as they began to swing freely, back and forth, in time to James's pounding her pussy.
She tried to look behind herself to see if James was close to the finish, but his unyielding hand in her hair would only let her look forward. And there was Michelle, still reclining on the couch in post orgasm contentment, legs spread, eyes avidly watching the show being put on in front of her. If her pale flawless skin were not already flushed Josie would have blushed with embarrassment. Michelle was actually smiling! A second later, Josie noticed she was also idly fingering herself as she watched the pair before her fucking like animals,
"Oh God, oh God, oh God! Ohhhhh!" Josie howled like a bitch in heat. This orgasm was like nothing she had ever felt before in her life. She could feel the new muscles inside her body clenching down on James' cock, spasming as electricity rocketed from her crotch and her brain to every inch of her new self. James released her hair to get a tighter hold on her wildly bucking hips and make sure the seal between his cock and her pussy stayed tight.
Michelle was laughing and clapping her hands, saying "bravo." Josie shut her eyes. She didn't care. Her head was lolling in a daze from the intensity of her climax and the violence of James's thrusts. His pace was flagging and his thrusts growing erratic. Josie had been a sexually active man for more than long enough to know what was coming next, yet she still felt a muted surprise at the alien sensation of James's ejaculation spurting up into her, painting her insides with a warm, gelid wash of semen.
He thrust four or five more times, fading in force and firmness each time, until he was soft enough to slip free. Still on all fours, Josie turned nervous, hopeful eyes back to the man who had just made her come like never before in both lives, "Did I - - did I do good?"
On a certain level it bothered her that she was seeking approval from a guy that had blackmailed her into being his sex slave, but if she was ever going to get back to normal they both had to make him very, very happy. It was reassuring to see James break into a genuine smile and laugh. A second later he whooped in exultation and gathered her up in his arms, pulling her back to him before she quite knew what was happening.
"Josie, you sweet thing," James planted a row of sloppy, lingering kisses along the arch leading from her delicately rounded shoulder to her slender neck, "You did perfect."
Josie wriggled uncomfortably, but did not try to break free or say anything. Right now, her job was to keep James happy. Maybe it would Michelle's turn again soon enough. For now, his massive cock, still sticky with cum, was nestled between the black haired beauty's buttocks and his hands pawed happily at her heavy breasts. Josie was slightly alarmed by how the shorter pizza guy could so easily manhandle her, but there was a certain exhilaration to it. She was light and flexible and soft and bouncy - - and completely out of control. James was the one in charge and all three of them, but now especially Josie, knew it. She distractedly noticed that cum was starting to leak from her newly broken in pussy.
"So - - so are we done? Will you change us back?" Michelle said hesitantly, bringing Josie back to the here and now.
"Hmm? Oh, no, definitely not yet," James smiled broadly at the dejected look on the redhead's face, "You two have miles to go yet. In fact, I think I have a new idea!"
