Amanda was rightfully pissed at her boyfriend Josh. This day had been nothing but a growing accumulation of lies. First, it was the lie that he knew of a private beach. It turned out they were only going to ignore the signs that kept the beach unoccupied. Second, it was just going to be the two of them. Turns out the jerk invited his trio of friends Chris, Mark, and Zach. Third, the reason he invited his friends was to show off his new girlfriend, Amanda, in her new string bikini specially patterned for the fourth.
“Babe just calm down, ok? Shouldn’t you be flattered that I think you’re pretty enough to show to my guy friends?” Josh had made the mistake of leaving his phone in their jeep when he went to offload their gear from the back. A few crude texts from his friends about ‘the show’ was more than enough to set off Amanda.
“I should be happy I’m going on display to a bunch of guys?! Do you think I’m a slut?!” she raged. The two were having an argument outside of the jeep now, most of the gear still packed aside from the bags containing their swimsuits.
“W-well no, it’s just you got a rocking bod. It would be a shame if you kept it behind a one piece or something…” Josh said scratching the back of his head. He didn’t really get why Amanda was so worked up. He thought that, in general, girls would like to be told they looked nice.
“Josh, if it was just for you, I’d wear that combination of a few bits of cloth and string. But I didn’t let you buy it for me just so I can strut around your friends like a common whore!” Amanda’s brown hair whipped in the wind and her green eyes sparkled angrily. Josh took this moment to consider if she had blonde hair and blue eyes, she’d have been perfect.
“Come on, it’s just the guys Amanda. I mean, during spring break you’d get in skimpier things around them.” Josh was more concerned with settling a bet with the more obnoxious and playboy mannered member of the trio Chris concerning girlfriends, rather than his girlfriend’s actual feelings.
“Josh…” Amanda trailed off, “Fine, just this once….” Josh mentally arm pumped in victory before Amanda continued. He was so excited he grabbed one of the bags he had taken off the jeep without looking at its contents. He hurried into the small shack like structure that served as a changing area.
The shack had two stalls in it, both like bathroom ones except they lacked a toilet. There was a shower in each one, and outside the stalls was a single sink with a mirror. Josh quickly entered one of these stalls to get changed, excited to see his girlfriend in the patriotic bikini he had gotten her.
Hmm? He thought as he opened the bag. When did I start using a speedo for swimming? Wait… Instead of his simple black trunks he had procured a rather thin, red and white striped pair of bikini bottoms. Sure enough, inside the bag was the star studded top, and no trunks to be found. Frustrated Josh quickly left his stall and checked the next for Amanda. She wasn’t there.
He hurried out into the parking lot to see his jeep leaving the lot. Josh failed to learn from his earlier mistake of leaving his phone in the car, and had left his keys in the car. Amanda, hoping to teach him a lesson, drove off to have fun somewhere else. She laughed when she realized the bag she had with her contained Josh’s trunks.
Josh was not laughing. He had worn sweatpants while driving, yet another sign of bad judgement, so he couldn’t really go swimming in those. Needless to say, the guys would be disappointed if they showed up and there was no Amanda, and he couldn’t go swimming with them. He then had another, by most accounts terrible, idea. Make a prank out of it.
He’d wear the bikini bottom, great the guys when they got here, and tell them the Amanda thing was always a joke. Hell, he might even be able to convince Amanda it was all an elaborate ploy. Feeling extremely self-satisfied, he went back into the stalls to change.
The fabric of the bikini bottom felt odd against his member. It had a different feel then his swim trunks, and he sloppily tied it so that it was tighter in some places and looser in others. He decided to get a look at himself in the mirror. He got a good look at the bulge coming from his front, and did a 180 to inspect his rear. The bit of fabric back there hardly hid his crack, and hung on limply as his ass was not as nearly as full as Amanda’s.
Damn she would have looked good in these. He mulled the complete waste it was on him while his lower half began to change. It started at his toes, his skin turning into a slightly tanned white, as any body hair he had seemed to fall off. The accumulation of blemishes, scars, and scabs he had simply faded away to leave a pure and smooth surface. A thin layer of fat was added there, just enough cushion to give him an overall well-built look.
While his lower legs narrowed to his much more petite feet, Josh’s upper legs and thighs began to accumulate fat much faster. The poorly strung bikini struggled to contain his assets as they grew into a nice heart shape. His flat ass slowly filled the bikini bottom, then stretched it taught, as fat flowed into that area. The small piece of cloth that had been barely covering his ass, now was threatened to be swallowed between the two cheeks.
His narrow masculine hips grew outward as fat spilled into them. The smooth toned skin spread over his thickening upper legs as he reached childbearing proportions. When the growth finally stopped, his lower body had acquired the appearance of a hearty, athletic, woman… with a penis.
The thoughts of shock Josh had were being drowned out by another feeling. Pride? Yes, indeed he was feeling pride in his perky ass that would just not quit, his hips that almost made him as wide as a spare tire, and his flawless legs. He gave a little twerk to watch his ass go and smiled as he thought of all the boys who’d go for it. The quieter voice of fear inside him protested weakly, but Josh, who never was really considered a stud, couldn’t help but enjoy the physical beauty he had obtained.
He cupped his own rear and squeezed it. He had a hard time suppressing the moan of surprise he got from how good it felt. Thoughts of stronger men gripping him from behind came into his head and this time the voice of protest prevailed. Josh moved the bikini bottom so it covered him a bit better, but between his member in the front, and his new ass in the rear, there wasn’t much he could do to cover his round cheeks.
OK. So you got an ass of the girl now. A really hot one. But that can’t be happening. There’s no way you developed the ass Chris has been dreaming of… how I’d love to have him see it… no, get a grip. This. Is. Not. Happening.
Josh shuffled over to the sink, the sensation of the fabric running between his cheeks eliciting little groans from him. His new hips swayed side to side in an inviting manner that Josh had no control over. He turned on some cold water and splashed his face. He briefly ran his hands through his hair and frowned suddenly. It had been longer then what he was expecting.
Josh looked and saw his hair, short and black, flowing out of his scalp in long locks that were slowly turning golden. As he played with a new strand, debating whether it was real, his face began rearranging. His lips warped into pouty, kissable things. A small frown from them would elicit free drinks from any poor man trying to get on his good side. Long eyelashes, and a cute nose completed that package. His eyes became a little wider, and he developed star shaped irises. His head became rounder, more feminine, and his skin tone changed to match his bottom.
“Damn. I’m one fine looking bitch.” The feeling of pride in his looks again overcame the fear of changes. It just felt too amazing to become such a looker in such a short time. “God I love my hair. The only downside about these locks is how tangled they get after a particularly long ride with a stallion.” Josh brought a finger to his lips in thought. “How’d I know that? Well I’m sure Chris mentioned it in one of his stories…”
When he thought of Chris he didn’t see him as the oversexed and loud playboy Josh knew. He saw him as… a good fuck-buddy? Doing a quick check on his thoughts of all his friends he came to the same conclusion. All would be great fuck buddies. The more he thought of it the more it made sense. Mark was skilled with his hands. Chris was good at endurance. Zach was just absolutely hung. He found himself thinking of the few times he saw Zach’s size in the locker room and his mouth began to water.
There was noise, like radio interference, in the back of his mind but he chose to ignore it. A surge of adrenaline was coursing through him. Three fuckable dudes were coming here, where they’d be all alone, and they’d already be half-naked when they arrived. The idea of a three-part conquest swirled in Josh’s head. He broke out of his daydreaming state as a pinch near his groin drew his attention. He needed to be the finest bitch out there by the time they showed up if he wanted his dreams to come true.
He hurriedly scooped up the bikini top from the bag, ripped his shirt off, and tied it around his chest. He looked ridiculous, with his curvy bottom, and killer looks shackled to a torso of a man. It didn’t take long for the changes to start. His vague six pack disappeared under a bubbling layer of fat. His midsection moved inwards to adjust, giving him the perfect hourglass figure. He felt the top slowly grow taught as magnificent breasts began growing. They inched past A, then B cups, and Josh grinned when he passed Amanda’s C cup. They surged further until they reached a size over DD, their lovely fat pushing outwards from the sides of the restrictive triangles that held them. He picked them up, and again let out a few moans as he adjusted to the new sensitivity. Another pinch in his crotch though reminded him of one more thing he needed to change.
It refused to budge. Josh had no idea how his changes had been working, so he had no idea how to get his penis to simply go. What kind of bombshell babe like him be doing with a useless dick anyways? Aside from jerking, sucking, and otherwise pleasuring them. The point was he didn’t need his. What he needed was a tight, plump, pussy to be pounded from.
The radio noise in the back of his head surfaced once more, but was washed away with a tide of pure bliss. His erect member began to slowly recede, slowly releasing the last of his sperm as it went. It disappeared within her new entrance, turning into the tubes and ovaries that made her a woman.
She had a body that simply begged to be released from the restraints that held it in place. She had the mind of a woman fully aware of what she got, and was more than willing to use it. The thing she desired the most at this moment though, had yet to arrive.
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Chris, Mark, and Zach piled out of the SUV that they had used to get to the beach Josh had mentioned. They were too excited about seeing Amanda in her new bikini that they didn’t register the couples car was not there. Mark held a volleyball under his arms, and Chris carried the net. They had planned for a match where they’d get to see all kinds of gravure poses from Amanda as she played.
Their attention was called by a stunning blonde with a healthy build. She came swaying out of the shack that people used to change. The men didn’t process the fact she was wearing Amanda’s bikini, they were more drawn by how her smooth body simply surged around it, too incredible to be contained by the simple swimwear. Her chest heaved with every step, her hips glided side to side, and the wind tussled her long blonde locks making an image that they couldn’t look away from. She stopped a few feet in front of them.
Zach was the first to speak up. “Um…lady? T-this is a private beach you know…”
The blonde tilted her head and flashed a little smile. “Well this beach is supposed to be off limits to everyone you know. Tell you what, if you don’t tell anyone Iowa was here, Iowa won’t tell anyone you were here.” She winked at them and the three guys looked at each other. A silent debate between finding Josh and Amanda or trying to score with this chick occurred. It was quickly decided what to do.
“Well, uh, Iowa…” Zach continued, “My friends here wanted to play some volleyball and it’d be great if we could score an extra player to do 2v2.”
Iowa bobbed her head in agreement. “It’s not my usual style but I can’t see why not.” She had kept her composure cool, but the looks she was getting from her former friends, along with the growing fronts of their trunks, was making Iowa melt on the inside.
The match that ensued involved three rounds, with Iowa acting as a partner for each guy. They got more of their fill while playing. More than once Iowa’s bikini would become undone, giving them a good look at her breasts and ass, sometimes even her twitching flower. Even when it became apparent they were making shots that would force Iowa to move in a manner she knew would make her bikini slip again, she didn’t seem care. After Mark had spiked the game winning shot of the third match Iowa knelt to recover the ball.
She was breathing heavily, though it was from arousal more than the game. The three men approached her grinning. The mouthy one, Zach said, “You’re not very good at cooperative play, huh?” The three of them were satisfied with the show they had gotten, and were about to ask for Iowa’s number. That’s when they saw her untying her bottom bikini.
She had the ball tucked under her arm. She playfully held the string of the bikini that was holding the fabric in place. She gave them a wink and an open smile. “Yeah, I prefer a three on one match myself.”
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Amanda returned an hour later. She noted Josh’s friends had arrived and assumed they had gone to the beach. She had gotten herself a one-piece she wanted and decided that she wasn’t going to let Josh’s attitude stop her from swimming. When she crested the dunes blocking the view of the beach she saw an unexpected scene.
There was a stunning blonde in between two of Josh’s friends. She could see Chris was pounding the stranger from behind, grabbing her by the hips as he plunged into her with long strokes. The girl was not screaming in pleasure like she wanted because she had insisted that she get a good lick of Zach’s cock, and was currently deepthroating it. Mark was standing to the side, getting jerked off by one of the girl’s free hands.
Collecting herself, Amanda noticed two things. One the girl was wearing her bikini, and two Josh was nowhere to be found. Making the logical conclusion that Josh had given this girl the bikini, and had probably had his fill and was elsewhere on the beach, Amanda left in a fury. She never bothered to follow up concerning Josh.
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The three men blew their loads. Chris had pulled out at the last minute and showered Iowa’s back with his seed. Mark had finished over her face, while Zach held her by the hair to make sure she swallowed every drop. They collapsed onto the sand, tired from their exertions. Iowa felt shivers run through her as she felt their hot loads settle on her skin. A warmness filled her as Zach’s semen ran down her throat. This was not enough, it’d never be enough.
She crawled on all fours over to Chris who had already begun recovering. Her tits swayed back and forth as she moved, her ass high in the air begging like an animal to be taken from behind. She pushed the sitting Chris down and positioned her sex above his. Before swallowing his member in her drenched pussy, she leaned in and whispered. “Be sure to finish inside this time, Admiral.”
Iowa would once more become legend among ‘Admirals’, just not in the traditional sense.
