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Alex's body was still trembling hard when Elena scooped him up. His legs barely worked.
The first orgasm hit him so strong that his vision stayed blurry and every little movement sent aftershocks through his new, soft curves.
Elena carried him like he weighed nothing, her strong arms careful under his back and knees.
She laid him down on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight.
"Easy, Ally," she whispered, brushing the wet black hair from his flushed face.
She grabbed a handful of tissues from the nightstand and started cleaning the sticky mess that had soaked through the front of his trousers.
Her hands moved slowly. Too slow.
Her hand pressed the wet silk against his still-hard cock, rubbing slow circles over the sticky fabric.
Alex's hips jerked up without control.
"Elena… I need to rest," he tried, voice high and breathy. The words came out weak.
She didn't stop. Her fingers lingered, tracing the outline through the soaked fabric, as she kept stroking, feeling how hard he still was... "I know. But you're a mess. Let me take care of you."
Her hands moved to the buttons of his white silk shirt.
She opened them one by one, slow, while leaning down to kiss the soft skin of his chest.
Her lips brushed the valley between his breasts, then she licked a wet path up to one stiff nipple.
She sucked it into her mouth, tongue swirling around the puffy nipple, sucking hard enough to make Alex's back arch off the bed.
"Does this hurt?" She sucked gently, then harder, feeling it stiffen between her lips.
A broken moan slipped out. "Nngh… Elena… don't…"
She switched to the other breast, licking slow circles around the dark pink nipple before sucking it into her mouth.
Her free hand cupped the soft flesh, squeezing carefully.
Milk-white skin spilled between her fingers.
She pulled back just enough to look at the wet, shiny peaks, then pinched both nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, rolling them roughly.
"Can you feel me here?" she whispered, tugging them. "Tell me how it feels when I play with your tits."
She pulled the soaked trousers down his legs next.
The wet silk clung, peeling away slowly and revealing everything.
His cock stood hard and flushed, glistening; Elena's breath caught. The air in the room felt thick with the sweet scent of his pheromones.
It made Elena's own body heat up fast.
Her nightgown was already wet between her thighs.
She left him completely naked on the bed.
Then she climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist, still wearing the tied nightgown.
The soft fabric brushed his bare stomach as she settled her weight on him, grinding down so the soft fabric pressed against his dick.
The heat of her pussy soaked through the thin cloth, and she rocked her hips in slow, dirty circles, dragging her covered cunt along the full length of his cock.
"Damn it, why do you have breasts? They look so beautiful!!" Her both hands cupping the soft mounds on his chest.
She squeezed hard, thumbs pressing deep into the flesh, then pinched both nipples and pulled them outward. "Does it feel better when I do this?"
"Elena… fuck… they're… they're sensitive…" Alex gasped, hips jerking up. "Shit… yes… don't stop…"
She watched his face twist with pleasure, and watched the way his new breasts jiggled with every shaky breath.
Her hands measured them carefully, cupping from underneath, pressing them together, feeling the weight.
"Well, Ally… you have amazing breasts. I think they're slightly more than C cups… maybe almost D cups." She squeezed again, slower this time, thumbs circling the sensitive tips.
"They're so soft. So full. I can barely fit them in my hands anymore."
As she kneaded his breasts softly, Alex's cock throbbed hard against the wet fabric of her nightgown.
He could feel how soaked she already was under the effects of his pheromones, making every touch feel sharper, hungrier.
Elena's eyes darkened. She ground down harder, the wet fabric of her nightgown sliding over his cock with wet, sticky sounds.
"Now that you've become half woman, I must take you out tomorrow to wear all kinds of outfits."
"Starting with a good bra. You can't walk outside without wearing one, like today."
"These big breasts of yours will bounce and expose if you don't. Everyone will stare at your soft tits."
She untied her nightgown and let it fall open.
The soft fabric fell open and slid down her shoulders, pooling around her hips.
Underneath she wore a black lace bra that pushed her large breasts up high, together with high-waisted lace shorts that clung to her hips and the soft mound between her legs, and a sheer black robe that now hung open around her body.
Alex, still half out of it, stared.
The sight of her soft curves in black lace made something snap inside him.
He reached up with shaking hands and grabbed the open edges of the sheer robe, tearing it the rest of the way open so nothing blocked his view or his hands.
"Elena…" His voice cracked. "I can't… I need to touch you."
She smiled, slow and dark, and climbed higher until her lace-covered body pressed fully against his bare one.
Soft breasts in black lace crushed against his new, sensitive breasts.
As she moved, the rough lace scraped his nipples with every small movement.
"Feel that?" she whispered against his ear. "You're so fucking hard. Even after you just came. Your cock is leaking all over my panties."
The familiar weight of her body on top of him, the way she moved, the scent of her skin mixed with the sweet pheromones pouring off his own changing body- it all slammed into Alex's memory.
A week ago.
This same bed. Her body on his.
The way she had taken him apart then, too. The memory hit him hard and hot.
He had not planned on holding back this time.
His hands slid down her back, gripping the soft flesh of her ass through the lace shorts.
He pulled her tighter against him and thrust up, rubbing the full length of his cock against the wet pussy between her legs.
Elena moaned, low and needy. "Fuck… Ally…"
She kept grinding, harder now, the lace growing darker with both their fluids.
One of her hands stayed on his breasts, squeezing and pinching his breasts while the other braced beside his head.
Every roll of her hips made her lace-covered pussy drag up and down his dick. Thick precum smeared across the fabric.
"You can't hide from me anymore," she whispered, voice breaking as the pleasure built. "Not these soft tits… not this hard cock… not any of it."
"NHahh!!" Alex's hands moved under the lace shorts, fingers digging into her bare ass as he pulled her down harder.
He thrust up to meet every grind.
The wet sounds of their bodies rubbing filled the quiet room. His breasts bounced with every movement, soft and heavy under her fingers.
"Yes Ahahh!!... That's it!!" Elena's breathing turned into soft, desperate moans. "I'm close… Are you?"
"Come with me again. Don't hold back, I want to feel you cum on me again." He didn't. The second climax hit them both at the same time.
Alex's cock pulsed hard between their bodies, thick ropes of cum spilling across his own stomach and the wet lace of her shorts.
Elena shook on top of him, her thighs clamping tight around his hips as her own orgasm rolled through her in long, wet waves.
She kept grinding through it, dragging every last drop of pleasure out of both of them until she finally collapsed forward, soft and heavy on his chest.
For a long moment the only sound was their ragged breathing.
Elena stayed on top of him, her lace-covered breasts pressed to his, her face buried in the curve of his neck.
Her fingers still moved slowly over the soft flesh of his chest, stroking, squeezing, exploring without shame.
"You're fucking beautiful, after you turned into a girl," she whispered again, against his skin. Her voice was soft but firm. "These breasts… this body… everything you're becoming. I want to feel all of it."
Alex's body was still shaking from the second climax, but the crushing wave of pleasure finally started to ease.
The burning heat in his blood cooled just enough for his mind to clear. His legs stopped feeling like jelly.
Strength returned to his arms and legs in slow, steady pulses.
Elena was still slumped on top of him, panting hard, her face buried against his neck. Her hips kept making tiny, lazy circles, as if she couldn't quite stop moving even after she came.
Alex didn't give her time to recover.
He suddenly sat up, one arm locked around her waist.
The motion flipped them both.
Elena let out a surprised gasp as her back hit the mattress.
Alex followed her down, settling between her open thighs, his still-hard cock resting heavy against the wet pussy above her lace shorts.
"Ally...wait!!" Elena wanted to speak, but the word turned into a moan when he leaned down and kissed her hard.