Becoming Futa

Ordering cheap birth control online was a bad idea. A thick, swollen, sticky mess of an idea. All it took was a single white pill to change Elle's life - and her body - forever. Now, the days are running together as she's consumed by an insatiable appetite for her changing body. Home alone while her husband is away, Elle has no choice but to get a handle on her situation before it comes to a head.

Elle’s world had come back into focus. All that was left now was to wipe up the sticky aftermath and tend to her growing appetite. But that wasn’t the only thing growing. A precarious run-in with a food delivery boy leaves her hungry in more ways than one. Elle seizes the opportunity to relieve some pressure during a short phone call with her oblivious husband, but it’s just not enough. Before long, foods are flying, fluids are firing, and Elle’s right hand is starting to cramp. Clearly, these pills were more than they seemed, and now, so was Elle.

Now that she was fully equipped, Elle was beginning to experience the joys of being a man: waking up with morning wood, standing up to pee, and battling the urge to touch yourself while applying mascara. Things were starting to look up until her lunch date with Lisa. Between the waitress with the ample assets and her friend's peel-and-eat shrimp spectacle, Elle was finding it hard to contain the swelling situation between her legs. Trying to hide this thing in a crowded restaurant was a huge mistake. Could she still make it back to her car in time to avoid making a mess in her jeans?

Letting off a little steam in the shower was all well and good, but it wasn't enough. Elle hadn't been prepared for her new appreciation of the female form. She found herself desiring something more - a warm, wet satisfaction that only another body could provide. Clearly, the real thing was out of the question. But after an exhaustive Internet search, Elle stumbles upon a toy that might finally tame the savage beast between her legs. As she takes it for a test drive, she discovers a brand new world of self pleasure populated by her former fantasy vixens Lisa and Ava.

After a surprisingly warm - and sticky - reception, Elle was on top of the world. No more lying. No more sneaking. She was finally free. But now, without a thick, swollen secret to keep, Elle set her sights on a smaller problem. Her husband’s steamy homecoming had left her feeling slightly inadequate and even a little bit envious. Why should he have all the fun?

Elle Andrews’ Saturday morning was off to a fantastic start. She was in dire need of release. Her husband was still avoiding her. Oh, and apparently there was some grand scheme in the works to have her surgically corrected. Dreams of managing Matthew from behind just weren’t going to cut it. He needed some sense knocked into him, but there was no way he’d be able to handle her now. Though, at just under eight inches, maybe an extra little boost of confidence might help set him straight.

With her home life back in order, Elle sets out to conquer the day and prove to herself once and for all that this swollen secret beneath her skirt was not going to hold her back. All’s well at the grocery store until the curious allure of a particularly provocative piece of produce leads to a sticky, satisfying pit stop before heading home. But it’s Lisa’s sudden appearance that really turns up the heat.