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Josh was born in America and was raised there for 36 years. Now that he had the economic stability to afford a week-long vacation elsewhere, he decided to go to Germany. His parents and most of his family grew up over there, so it only made sense he went back to his family’s roots, even if only for a short while.
Everything was going according to plan up until the plane took off to his destination. Josh began feeling a tingling sensation first focused on his arms, feeling like someone was very gently tickling him. This unusual feeling would spread towards other parts of his body. He tried not to pay much attention to this as he assumed it may just be excitement about this little journey; however, it couldn’t be further from the truth.
Unknown to him, none of this was psychological. Tattoos faded into his right arm’s skin, hidden under his long-sleeved shirt, shaped like Germanic runes and faintly glowing under his clothes. Aside from this very unique detail, his arms began smoothening out in texture as hair receded back into his skin. A similar procedure followed on his torso as his chest and belly became hairless and smooth, then his legs did the same.
His limbs began losing strength and muscle, but what finally caught his attention was his small beard and mustache disappearing from his manly face. Josh gasped in shock, not believing that he just saw them shrink into nothingness in real time. Looking down, he noticed his much smaller hands, then the smooth and sleek arms, and finally, his eyes widened as he saw the strange tattoos he never had before.
The man would start worrying about what was going on with him, prompting him to get up and dig deeper into this as he locked himself in the bathroom. Lifting up his shirt would only sound more alarms within his head due to his abdomen and chest being flat and his waist being impossibly thin for a man like him.
Josh could not keep up with the changes, still being shocked at his woman-like torso while the unknown force transforming him began reshaping his face. Cheeks and lips became fuller, jawline would narrow down and his eyes increased slightly in size. All of this already gave him a very girly appearance, but it would only feminize further as lipstick, blush and eyeliner would decorate his adorable face.
The redhead would panic for a brief moment as he felt something crawl on his neck, only for his hands to gravitate towards that area and find nothing more than his own hair. It was growing rapidly, gaining a lot of volume and length, some of it being braided; weirdest of all though, his hair was becoming dirty blonde.
The feeling of fear would slowly but surely be replaced with arousal. Josh had no idea why, but there was something within his mind telling him very strange things, like the fact that he wasn’t a ‘he’ but rather a ‘she’, that his name is Ingrid Drachen, or that she was never American, but instead was German.
Aside from these illogical thoughts, there were more that involved a huge 6’7 hunk of a man, muscular, sexy, everything she wanted in a husband… Wait, what? She was a ‘he’! He didn’t like men either! Or… did she? Was she a lesbian?… Wait… Huh?
Regardless, this feminizing individual began fantasizing about said man, being her cute husband and always fucking her pussy until she couldn’t anymore. It was very weird, but that’s exactly what she wanted, something evident by her erect cock, a detail that was now less obvious as it shrunk down and receded into a wet aperture being created on her crotch.
The feminine male would masturbate for the last time with these masculine appendages, what was left of her cock and balls ejaculated until she was dry of her semen and manhood. Ingrid would soon have a proper vagina, one that was begging to be used.
The horny train of thought would be paused as the intense orgasm made her come back to her current reality. What happened during this time?! She looked down in awe as she saw her body was much shorter than before, also significantly curvier as she went from being as flat as a board to having some modest curves. Looking at them for a few seconds revealed that they were inflating to much greater sizes.
The tattooed girl would fight to maintain her past male self, but it was becoming harder and harder as her tits grew larger and her nipples became immensely sensitive, adding fuel to the dying flame of her libido. “Please help! Help!”. She banged on the bathroom door, too embarrassed to go out and ask directly for help.
Between her womanly moans, her libido raised as her thickening thighs rubbed against each other, her pussy dripping its lewd liquids down the juicy and motherly thighs. Her hips were double their initial width, yet they kept on expanding and may soon reach triple that width. Her once flat buttocks were now starting to tear apart her pants.
“P-Please! I need to be fucked!”. Ingrid’s cheeks lighted up in red as she couldn’t believe what she just said. That’s not what she wanted to say! But it was what her new plump body was desiring. “C’mon… Jo-… Jo-… Jonathan? John?… Uhm…”. The 5’2 lady struggled to remember her previous name, but none of those names sounded familiar despite feeling like it was at the tip of her tongue.
“C’mon… You’re a strong mother, a strong wife, a strong woman” she said between groans and moans. At first, she was panicking because she was a man turning into a German woman with huge tits and a fat ass, but now she was concerned with a baby, one that she was certain she was carrying in her womb. This was a mere thought for a few minutes; however, this would become reality as something began growing inside her new fertile womb.
The former male would place her dainty hands on her belly just as it was expanding with life. The birthing hips and giant jiggly ass now made a lot more sense, not to mention the Q-cup tits resting atop her growing tummy, ones that would soon begin leaking deliciously warm milk.
Ingrid attempted her best to compose herself, and although she did not remember why she was so stressed and scared in the first place, it would be enough for her to open the door and exit the bathroom. She waddled into the cold temperature inside the plane, something that unexpectedly worsened the intense mix of emotions as her libido crawled back up once again.
The breeze from the air conditioner was severely stimulating her engorged nipples, making them lactate like fountains and even make them jittery at how intense their sensitivity was. This combined with the baby inside her becoming active in her giant 9-month pregnant belly would make her succumb to her first female orgasm, moaning loudly and feeling more ashamed than ever before, but it was clear she was simultaneously enjoying it as her pussy squirted its fluids onto the floor.
Another orgasm was building up as her puffy nips continued to be stimulated, making her edge just as clothing began wrapping her nude pregnant body. The poor woman took deep breaths as she tried processing everything that had occurred on her body.
She was still greatly agitated by everything that came prior, and things got even stranger. “Mom, are you okay?” asked a man who looked concerned about Ingrid. The blonde German lady was startled by the simple question, and looking at this guy didn’t help with anything. He didn’t seem familiar to her, despite sharing some similarities, but she was seriously confused as to why she was referred to as ‘mom’.
“I-I…”. “It’s okay mom, what’s wrong?”. The man hugged the heavily pregnant lady, the woman on the verge of tears as she was being comforted by this individual. “My love! What’s wrong?!”. Another man entered the scene, Ingrid being confused yet again as to who this was; however, she quickly realized that this was the perfect man she envisioned earlier while she transformed.
The German woman was overwhelmed as she put everything together. She was the mother of this adult man, the wife to an insanely tall and muscular man. All of that was obvious, but then other things sounded true despite not having evidence of such, like her remembering being born and raised in Germany, not the U.S., or that this wasn’t her only son, it was only one out of the twenty she had birthed throughout almost her entire adulthood, with another one clearly on its way.
Ingrid faintly cried as she struggled to remember her past male self, her loving husband joining the warm hug as he comforted her even further, feeling calmer, more confident and more at home. Once the tears had dried, she smiled as she looked at her sexy hubby, right before she discovered that the plane was populated by her massive family, with sons and daughters of various ages. It was a beautiful sight to see, a reminder of her blessings and fertility.
The woman had no reason to return to her old self anymore, she had a lovely family and was about to go to her home country after a vacation in the United States, being unaware that it was originally the other way around.