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You had come home from work, a bit tired, but still with enough energy to indulge in one of your hobbies. Before that though, you had to cook dinner and then take a shower. This was your routine, nothing out of the ordinary, aside from the fact you wanted to do it faster to comfortably sit down at your desk and relax sooner.
The first part of the plan went smoothly, and now you were undressing yourself to hop into the shower, thinking you’d be out there in less than 10 minutes, unaware of what was about to happen. As you adjusted the water’s temperature, you noticed a pleasant but unusual smell, smelling like roses despite no fauna being inside your bathroom. Seeing as the water looked normal though, you brushed off that detail and continued your routine.
Stepping into the shower, the smell became even stronger, almost as if someone sprayed some perfume exactly where you stood. Very annoying, but for now it would give you even more motivation to get this done with.
Your determination turned into fear, feeling your short hair start growing as you washed it. This was much harder to brush off, not to mention that it was becoming even longer as the seconds went by, soon reaching down past your neck. You rinsed off the shampoo as best as you could, having a bit of trouble as you weren’t used to dealing with such lengthy mane, and then you paused there, trying to come up with an explanation to this concerning development.
As you continued to process the prior, your environment started to look like it was growing, unaware that you were one shrinking, at least initially. Looking down, even more oddities could be seen. You felt goosebumps all over your body, hair strands springing up right before they began receding into your skin.
You panicked, having no idea why any of this was happening, all you could do was watch in horror as your skin became smooth and hairless. As if things weren’t concerning enough, your whole body began to shrink, unlike last time though, it wouldn’t just be a shift in height, many muscles would slim down too.
You felt as if your strength was being drained, your burly arms and shoulders now reduced to a petite frame, your thinner waist only made you look more delicate. Suddenly, you snapped out of your anxiety, thinking that maybe the water was causing all this. Just as you placed your dainty hand on the shower’s dial, an overwhelming sensation overcame you.
A loud womanly moan escaped your plump lips, feeling as if you were just edged. You covered your mouth after making such an embarrassingly lewd noise. Your cock quickly became rock-hard, almost painfully so. Your focus once again shifted towards your body, letting the water continue to run down your feminine form and change you further. You were tempted to start masturbating, nervously reaching down to your dick before noticing that it was changing as well.
You gasped in horror, quickly realizing that it was shrinking. Your testicles would do the same thing, worse of all though, that wasn’t the only concerning thing here. You felt your manhood recede into an orifice of some kind, one that would become progressively more sensitive and more flesh-like. “No no no!”. You realized that it could very well be a vagina but… how? How was any of this possible? After this, change you’d finally turn off the shower, thinking that may help in stopping or even reversing these changes.
You were still breathing heavily from the fear you felt, continuing to watch yourself become a woman, at least biologically, something that felt rather strange to think about. Before processing what all of that could entail in your life, your thighs began expanding, then your hips joined in the fun, and finally, your ass started to balloon in size.
Your very slim body very quickly became pear-shaped, your hips and thighs becoming almost three times their initial thickness and width respectively. Your once flat ass was now a huge jiggly bubble butt, a single step forwards being enough to wobble that rotund bottom.
As your womanly ass reached its final size, your nipples swelled up considerably and your areolas expanded, becoming darker and covering a broader surface area on your chest. You already knew what this meant. “No! Please! I don’t want boobs…” you pleaded in your soft feminine voice, but there was nothing you could do about your chest becoming home to a pair of very soft and sensitive breasts.
The small bosom quickly grew into a hefty pair of milk jugs, your hands barely being able to cup each tit. You moaned softly, finding it hard to deny the immense pleasurable brought by your expanding breasts. Your C-cups became D-cups, then F-cups, you thought they looked massive and that they felt heavy, only for the next cup size to feel even worse.
Your bust inflated to truly impressive proportions, you were genuinely concerned by the fact that it would take way longer for your tits to stop growing compared to your butt. You were already feeling the back pain of your massive boobs, despite developing them just a few seconds ago. You hated how sensitive they were as well, finding it very distracting, trying your best to control your libido and do something about your sudden feminization.
You thought the changes were over, looking down at your wet, sensual, hourglass body, realizing that turning off the shower didn’t help at all with getting rid of all this gelatinous flesh. You were stumped on what to do next, and while you thought about that, your internal reproductive organs had finished rearranging, and not only that, you were rapidly impregnated.
It would take a few minutes, but the two fertilized eggs resided in your womb and began growing at an impossible rate. Suddenly, you were overwhelmed with many things: Your abdomen hurt, you felt nauseous, bloated yet hungry at the same time. You found yourself with your eyes closed, taking deep breathes and supporting yourself with the shower’s dial.
You groaned and moaned, you could definitely feel that something was extending your tummy, but with all the ill sensations, you couldn’t piece together what was going on. Meanwhile, two beautiful twins developed in your new womb, starting to take shape as they consumed all the strength and nutrients you had as a man.
It would take a few minutes for all of that pain to go away, recovering your composure as the only thing left was the bloated sensation in your tummy. You glanced down to see what was going on, screaming in horror after realizing the bloating was unlike anything you’ve felt before. You looked pregnant! Wait… that’s when you finally realized.
You screamed in desperation. “I don’t want to be pregnant! I don’t want to be a mommy!”. Your cries fell on deaf ears, your babies continued to extend your womb and stretch your skin. Your back ached like crazy, aside from the giant tits, now you had to deal with an even larger baby-filled belly, soon to overshadow your big fat bosom.
“Alright… calm down… this is not real… none of this is…” you said while panting. You tried to calm yourself down, gaslighting yourself into thinking this was all some strange illusion despite the huge boobs resting atop your massive and gravid abdomen. You placed your hands on the drum-tight skin of your belly, feeling its sheer size and weight. The attempt to regain mental composure helped with the anxiety, but that would leave even more room for your horny nature to take over, not to mention that your body was still super sensitive no matter where you touched it.
You bit your lips, trying not to moan after seeing little feet kick the tight walls of your belly and your gigantic breasts starting to lactate without physical stimuli. “S-Stop doing that to mommy… No- I mean-… Fuck…”. You kept denying your new motherly nature, you blamed hormones, and although they were partially to blame, you didn’t want to accept that you now had very specific needs as a pregnant woman.
You caressed your massive, fertile form, one hand ran across the giant dome that was your pregnant tummy, the other hand played with the sloshing milkers. Your moans got louder as the first hand ‘unintentionally’ made its way down to your needy and throbbing pussy. “F-Fuck! I hate that this feels so damn good~…” you exclaimed between moans. Fingering your new pussy felt insanely good, even better than stroking your dick, but you didn’t want to admit that…
Seeing as you still had to wash your body, you decided to turn on the shower again, this time, the smell of roses was gone, not like it mattered considering you were ready about to pop with twins. Covering every inch of your motherly and sensitive form with soap was sexually euphoric, more moans escaping your cock-sucking lips.
“I’m curious to know what this body feels like… I can do that after I’m done showering, and then I’ll figure out how to go back to being male” you thought to yourself while rinsing off the soap. Once dry and in your bedroom, you began a very lengthy, intense and passionate masturbation session that would last hours, your pussy squirting several times all over your bed sheets. By the time you were done, you had forgotten about the whole ‘turning back’ thing, starting to accept that this was the new you. You realized this body also had positives, not just negatives, even if most positives were sexual in nature… nothing a strong, muscular man couldn’t help with though…
Later on, you would get answers as to why all this went down, the landlord notified you and others about the water system being infected with an unknown substance. Neither you nor anyone else would get to know that the female neighbor living right above you would be the culprit. She acted just like another unexpectantly expectant mother, but in reality, she knew she was responsible, feeling shame and not wanting to admit she had made a fertility potion for herself and that she got rid of the excess by dumping it into the sink, which later got into the rest of the apartment’s water system. The extent of the ‘damage’ was still unknown…