A Force Of Habit
By Jessica Drew
Originally Posted On Fictionmania
Chapter 7
Quite how Daniel had ended up agreeing to this was anyone's guess. They had almost reached Mikayla's house, where not two days ago he had sworn never to set foot again. But here he was, a few minutes away from being turned back into a girl, and for what? Watching some lame chick-flick, no doubt.
According to Mikayla, her father had confiscated her transformation stone. Amazingly Daniel was still welcome to come round to the house, but under the strict condition that he was turned into a girl upon his arrival and then turned back again upon leaving. All to stop him trying anything on with Mikayla. It seemed outrageous and unnessesary. Besides, Mikayla didn't even seem to be the slightest bit interested in him in that way anymore. Daniel pulled his car up onto the curb outside Mikayla's house. Turning off the engine, he turned to Mikayla who sat in the passenger seat.
"Look, maybe this isn't a good idea."
"What? But you said you would. Daddy's fine with it, so why aren't you?" Mikayla looked up at him.
"Uhh," Daniel sighed.
"Dan?" Mikayla asked. "Nothing happened the other day did it? When he took you downstairs?"
Daniel inwardly cringed as his mind raced back to Friday night. What he hadn't told Mikayla was that he hadn't been changed back until the following day. Nor had he told her that Carl had, for want of a better word, molested him whilst he had still been a girl.
"No, nothing happened. Like I told you he changed me straight back and let me go."
"So what are you worried about. Come on. It'll just be two friends hanging out." Mikayla opened the passenger door and got out as Daniel reluctantly unclipped his seat belt.
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"Well, well, this is a surprise." Carl met Daniel eye-to-eye, looking at him suspiciously. Even though Daniel stood a litte taller than Carl, he still felt a little intimidated.
Mikayla spoke up, "It's okay Daddy, we're just friends now, remember? I thought we could just watch a DVD together. You said yesterday it would be okay."
"Of course," Carl smiled at his daughter. "I presume you've told him the rules."
Daniel shifted uneasily. "Yeah, she told me."
"Good. I'll get the transformation stone."
Mikayla rubbed Daniel's arm reassuringly, as Carl again disappeared into the rear dining room.
"Don't worry Dan, it'll be fine."
They stood waiting at the bottom of the stairs until Carl returned. "Remember this?" Carl waved the now familiar transformation stone in his hand. He grinnned wickedly at Daniel. Daniel could feel the heat in his face as he blushed at the memory of the events of Saturday morning. How Carl had blackmailed him into stripping out of his blouse and bra. How he had then sat there as Carl had fondled his large breasts.
Daniel swallowed hard. He could feel his pulse quickening as Carl raised the stone, sliding his other hand over the top of it. The three of them watched as it began to glow a deep red. Daniel began breathing rapidly. He turned to Mikayla who seemed to be looking at him with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief.
Daniel could feel his perspective shifting. Instead of looking down at Mikayla, he seemed to be reducing slowly in height until he was level with her, perhaps even a little shorter.
He felt a tickle at his shoulders and reaching up, felt soft waves of luxuriant hair spilling forth from his scalp.
Daniel glanced down at his body. He could see his school jersey and pants shifting, almost merging into one muddy jumble, until suddenly they began to redefine into a single garment which brightened into a scarlet red colour. Already his chest was beginning to push outwards, forming two small mounds beneath the red fabric.
He held his slender arms out, running his hands over them in amazement, then flexed his fingers, watching as his nails lengthened and then brightened into a matching scarlet colour.
Looking back down, Daniel could see that he appeared to be wearing a floor length red gown which hung loose over his body, though he could still clearly see his breasts expanding beneath it.
Carl cast his gaze over Daniel, looking down at his unwitting subject. Daniel noticed him adjust the angle of his hands, the stone glowing softly within his grasp. Suddenly Daniel felt his gown beginning to tighten around him. The hem crept up his legs, revealing his slender smooth calves as the fabric clung tightly to his large breasts, revealing an ample cleavage. The dress gripped his wide hips and padded backside as the hemline rose up past his knees, creeping higher up his thighs.
Just when Daniel thought that it wasn't going to stop, the hem of the dress settled, barely an inch below his crotch and his firm round ass. He gasped, holding his hands to his flat tummy as he felt a tightening and pulling, his legs clasping together.
Daniel, gasping, turned to look at Mikayla. He was definitely shorter than her. That was until his perspective again began to shift, raising up another 4 inches as a pair of scarlett open-toe high-heeled sandals wrapped themselves around his dainty feet.
He cluttered forwards, his heels clicking on the wooden flooring, falling forwards into Mikayla's arms. She just about caught him, their breasts crushing together, blonde hair falling over Daniel's smooth heart-shaped face.
Daniel gasped as he felt Carl Simmons large hands encircle his tiny waist, lifting him back onto his feet.
"I'm okay, I'm okay," Daniel uttered in a high pitched voice. He steadied himself, standing unassisted, wiping hair away from his face.
"Wow, great job Dad," Mikayla giggled, looking Daniel up and down. Daniel looked down, his breasts rising and falling beneath the most tight fitting red mini-dress he'd ever seen. He felt his face blush. He daren't even look at Carl, knowing his eyes would be all over his curvaceous body. He blushed remembering how he had been made to play with his breasts infront of Carl on Saturday.
"You are to be back down here by nine o'clock at the latest," Carl warned as they made their way upstairs.
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"I can't believe I agreed to this." Daniel wobbled uneasily as he entered Mikayla's bedroom. He had barely been able to walk in three inch heels the other day and his new sandals pushed the heels of his small feet up in higher.
"Let me help you." Mikayla held Daniel's arm, helping him to the side of the bed. He sat down, his wide hips stretching beneath his tight fitting red dress. Mikayla set Daniel's bag down in the corner of the room. She had carried it for him as he had had to cling to the banister for support on his way up the stairs. "Now just try and forget about it. We'll put the movie on now, so just relax and enjoy it."
Daniel shifted up onto the bed. His breasts, without the support of a bra, almost spilled out of his low cut dress. As he lay back he noticed that his shorter legs barely stretched to half way down the bed. Mikayla settled next to him and started the DVD.
Daniel sighed. As the film started up, he tried his best to concentrate and take his mind off of his body, but too many micro-sensations distracted him. He could feel his soft blonde hair brushing against the nape of his neck. He could feel his breasts rising and falling with each breath. He could feel the fabric of his dress against his nipples. He could feel his uncomfortable underwear running up between his buttocks.
Daniel's gaze wandered, looking around Mikayla's bedroom. He realised something was different. All her old posters had been taken down. Instead she had a few new ones. What was strange was that they all appeared to be of scantily clad women.
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Daniel looked at the clock. An hour had passed. The film would probably be finished in about half an hour. Then he'd make his excuses and ask to leave. It came as some surprise when Mikayla held up the remote control and turned off the film.
"What are you doing?" Daniel enquired turning to Mikayla, the sound of his high pitched voice still surprising him.
Without saying a word Mikayla leaned in and kissed Daniel softly on the lips.
"Wha...what are you doing?" Daniel stammered, still in shock.
"Shhhh...." Mikayla soothed, putting a finger to Daniel's lips. She gazed seductively into Daniel's large blue eyes.
She kissed Daniel again, though this time he merely gave a token whimper of protest. It felt good to be kissing Mikayla again, even if it was the most unusual kiss he'd ever had. It seemed a lot more sensual; their tongues delicately teasing one another.
"Mmm your lipstick's cherry flavoured," Mikayla smiled, licking her lips.
"Lipstick?" Daniel hadn't even realised.
"Sorry I think I might have smudged it a little," Mikayla said, wiping the corner of Daniel's mouth with her thumb.
"This is really weird." Daniel looked down at the red smear on Mikayla's thumb. "Since when were you into girls?"
Mikayla kissed him again, her hands running through Daniel's long blonde hair. Daniel moaned returning her kiss more passionately. They open mouth kissed on the bed. Mikayla rolling on top of him, their breasts crushed together.
"You're so beautiful..." Daniel uttered softly.
"So are you," Mikayla replied, sucking on his bottom lip. "Sit up."
Daniel did as she said, kneeling on the bed. Mikayla did the same facing him. She then pulled her red cheerleader top up over her head, pulling her long silky brown hair free. Reaching behind her, she unclasped her sports bra, pulling it from her smooth milky body. Daniel stared down at her pert tits. He felt like he should of had a raging erection by now, but instead he just felt an odd tingling sensation between his legs.
Silently, Mikayla swept Daniel's blonde hair off of his shoulders, and slid the thin red straps of his dress down off of his shoulders. She pulled it down, freeing his large breasts which bobbed gently. Daniel looked down, noticing that his large nipples were stiff and erect. Mikayla obviously sensed his unease.
"It's okay, trust me."
She pulled Daniel into her, their bare breasts pressing into one another as they shared another passionate kiss. Daniel could feel his pulse quickening, his breathing becoming heavier. Mikayla's hands slid over his bare back, and his did the same. Daniel gasped as his larger breasts rubbed up against Mikayla's.
Mikayla leaned down, sucking Daniel's right nipple into her mouth. Daniel gasped. It felt amazing! She swirled her tongue around his stiff nipple, licking around his large pink aureole before moving onto his left tit. Daniel leaned back, supporting himself with both hands as Mikayla caressed and sucked on his breasts. Mikayla looked up, smiling as Daniel moaned effeminately.
Daniel was eager to return the favour. He pushed Mikayla backwards lying her across the bed and straddled her, his short dress riding up. He leaned down and gently licked at her left nipple, flicking his tongue over it. She moaned, her eyes rolling back. Now able to draw upon experience of what felt good for a girl, Daniel expertly teased each of Mikayla's nipples in turn getting them hard and wet.
Daniel lay atop Mikayla, his smaller build allowing him to do so without crushing her. They French kissed some more, running their hands through each others hair, as their legs entwined, each with their thigh pressed against the other's crotch. Mikayla's loins felt hot against Daniel's leg and he wonderded whether his felt the same to her.
The two girls moaned as they ground against each other, kissing, caressing, licking. Daniel helped Mikayla out of her tiny cheerleader skirt, revealing her canary yellow panties. She didn't protest when Daniel began to rub her panty with his feminine hand. He pressed the crotch of her panties against her split, soaking them instantly. Daniel was also vaguely aware of a dampness between his own legs.
Daniel hooked his thumbs into the waistband of Mikayla's panties but stopped. "Are you okay?" he asked her.
Mikayla bit her lip sheepishly and nodded. She raised her bottom from the bed as Daniel tugged her panties down over her smooth legs and off of her small feet.
Daniel stared at the shaved split between Mikayla's legs. He felt his heart beat increasing. He longed to fuck her. He wanted nothing more than to slide his cock into her wet warm pussy. But instead of a raging erection, all he had was a warm, damp tingling between his legs. Instead Daniel gently opened Mikayla's thighs, watching her pink pussy spread. He could see it glistening with her juices. Settling between her parted thighs, Daniel swept his long blonde hair to one side. He began to lick at her fleshy folds, causing her to squirm and moan on the bed. Mikayla's back arched as Daniel licked along the length of her split, flicking his tongue across her stiff clitoris.
"Ohhh yesssss," Mikayla moaned, her eyes closed in ecstasy.
The combination of Mikayla's musk and the taste of her pussy juices drove Daniel wild. He moaned into her pussy, pushing his face into her as he licked and sucked on her pussy. Alternately he dipped his tongue into her, lapping at her juices, then up to tease her sensitive clitoris. Daniel could feel Mikayla's hands running through his thick hair as she gasped and moaned. Daniel looked up watching as Mikayla pulled at her own stiff nipples as Daniel licked her clitty faster. Mikayla's back arched. She cried out, her pussy spasming on Daniel's face. Daniel kept up the relentless assault on her clitoris drawing her powerful orgasm out for several minutes.
"Yesssss, yessssss, ohhh baby, ohhh baby...."
Mikayla ground her crotch into Daniel's face, covering his mouth and chin with her wet juices. Daniel came up for air, rubbing her pussy folds with his hand as she began to come down from her high.
"Oh my god.... that was amazing," Mikayla gasped, her chest heaving. Daniel lay atop her, their breasts pressed together as he kissed her passionately, letting her taste her own juices on his lips.
As they kissed Daniel felt Mikayla's hands again caressing his sensitive breasts.
"Mmmmm..." Daniel murmered appreciateively.
Mikayla sat Daniel up and helped him pull his dress up over his head which had by now ridden up round his small waist. Daniel saw that he was wearing a lacy red thong which sat high on his wide hips and he still wore his 4 inch red open-toe sandals.
"Mmmm, nice panties," Mikayla purred as she slid her hand over his crotch. Daniel gasped as she rubbed the panty fabric into his swollen lips, soaking them with his wet juices. Daniel blushed as his legs parted with a mind of their own. He couldn't believe he even had a pussy, let alone one that was wet. All the sensations were new to him, but they felt so good that he didn't want them to stop. "How about I return the favour?" Mikayla looked up at Daniel seductively. Daniel wasn't sure he wanted her to go down on him. It would just be too weird. He was a guy after all, he couldn't let someone do that to him.
"I, uh...." Daniel hesitated.
Mikayla gently pulled Daniel's thong to one side with her hand. Daniel watched as she brought the index finger of her free hand to her mouth, licking it, before bringing it to his pussy.
"Uhhhh!" Daniel's eyes rolled back, as he gave a high pitched moan. Mikayla's wet finger slid over his sensitive moist folds.
"You like that?" Mikayla asked. It was the very same question that he had asked her last Friday when he had fingered her pussy.
"Mmmmm," Daniel moaned as Mikayla's finger gently strummed his stiff clitoris. It felt totally different to having someone play with his cock, so much more intense. He was loving it.
Daniel didn't protest when Mikayla slid down his body, parting his smooth white thighs. With one hand she held the tiny thong to one side as she licked his pink pussy slit.
"Ooohhhhh...." Daniel gasped loudly, biting one of his fingers. It was invitation enough for Mikayla to continue. Her tongue flicked around his fleshy labia and over his clitoris. Occasionally she would lick along the entire length of his slit, lapping at his pussy juices. Daniel writhed with ecstasy, gripping the bed covers tightly as his hips jerked. Daniel looked down, seeing Mikayla between his parted thighs. His knees were raised and he still wore his high heels, as Mikayla licked at his spread pussy.
Daniel was now moaning loudly in his feminine voice. It crossed his mind that her father could probably hear, but at this stage he didn't care. Mikayla pushed her face into his moist snatch, sucking and licking rapidly at his pussy.
"OHHHH....OHHHHHHH....YESSSSS...." Daniel's hips spasmed upwards as he felt his pussy contracting. His orgasm spread its way over his entire body as he cried out again and again.
Mikayla slowed, gradually bringing Daniel down from the best high he had ever experienced. She slid upwards bringing her lips to Daniel's as he lay their gasping for breath. Daniel could taste his own pussy on her lips.
"Mmmm, you liked that, didn't you?" Mikayla asked, stroking Daniel's long hair. Daniel nodded his head breathlessly. Before tonight he never would have considered doing anything like this. But now? Now he couldn't wait for the next time.
...continued in Chapter 8
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