Part 9

Part 9

Doctor Frank poked his head in and surveyed the scene. The musky odor of sex hung heavily in the air like a horny fog. He saw a woman with supple thighs and ample hips facing towards him on the bed. Her legs were open and she was frozen in the 'mating press' position. A waterfall of seminal fluid gushed out of her freshly fucked vagina causing a broad, white stain to flow outward across the black sheet. Her head was turned and her long, blond hair was held by a tall, hyper masculine, hairy man. She appeared to be happily fellating the cock which was shoved down her throat. The man was in total control and roughly fucking the woman's girly face which was covered in heavy makeup. Her fat tits jiggled in time with the blowjob.

Glen noticed the doctor and slowly removed his glistening dick from between Michelle's lips. He made it back to his feet and turned towards the door. His naked body had a layer of sweat that shined in the light. Michelle laid her head back on the sheet and spit weakly to clear one of Glen's errant pubes from her mouth.

Doctor Frank joked as he fanned the air in front of his nose, "I see you folks took took full advantage of our 'conception room'. I would say it's a pleasure to meet you both, but the pleasure appears to be all yours! I take it you must be Glen and Shelly Olmsted?"

Glen nodded his head and cleared his throat before his deep voice answered, "Yes, sir. I'm Glen and this is my wife Shelly."

Doctor Frank nodded his head in friendly acknowledgement before pointing directly at Shelly's bared genitalia and speaking, "Your vagina looks nice and fertilized, Mrs. Olmsted, well done! I'm sure millions of your husband's swimmers are navigating your uterus as we speak." Shelly was light headed and Doctor Frank's words sounded so distant that she simply nodded slowly in agreement.

Doctor Frank peered over his shoulder and snapped his fingers. The door swung open and a pair of female nurses stepped inside. The first was a plump white woman in her late fifties with silver hair pulled into a tight bun and wrinkles littering her face. She wore dark pink scrubs and a stern expression. The second was much younger with long, black hair pulled into a high ponytail. Her skin was a tanned, Mediterranean shade and she was pretty with a lithe body. She wore baby-blue scrubs and a vibrant smile.

Doctor Frank motioned to the young, bright eyed nurse, "This is nurse Sophia."

Sophia gave a cute wave and stared at Glen with flirty eyes.

"And this is-"

"I'm Mrs. Kraft." The older nurse interrupted with her attention fixed on Shelly. She continued, "I'll be taking you with me, girl, and running a few tests to confirm you've been properly impregnated." Mrs. Kraft stepped forward and procured a long, anatomically correct, purple dildo with a wide, circular base. "But first, I need to ensure you don't leak more of Mr. Olmsted's seed."

Mrs. Kraft approached Shelly, who was beginning to regain her faculties, and slipped the head of the dildo between her labia before she could react. Mrs. Kraft then slowly buried the veiny toy inside. The group watched as it disappeared, inch-by-inch, with a soft *squealch*. It ended when Shelly was completely plugged and the circular, purple base was the only part that remained visible. Shelly barely felt the dildo inside her as it paled in size compared to Glen.

Mrs. Kraft examined her work then nodded her head, "Good, I was concerned with how thoroughly Mr. Olmsted's impressive manhood ravaged you that this instrument would not suffice."

Sophia glided towards Glen with light, graceful steps and fluttered her eyes as she flirted, "Hi, Mr. Olmsted! I'm here to take care of you until your wife's tests are done." She then bent at the waist, putting her face close to Glen's semi-hard cock as she added, "It looks like Mrs. Olmsted already used her mouth to clean you up. Just a little lipstick to take care of. I bet you like your women submissive, huh?"

Glen looked down and noticed a distinct ring of fuchsia near the base of his cock. It was obvious Shelly's mouth had been there. Sophia tilted her head up and met Glen's gaze with a sly smile. Seeing her pretty face next to his penis sent a surge of blood into it. He began to grow hard, pointing himself directly towards Sophia's mouth.

She giggled and stood upright before smoothing out her blue scrubs and whispering, "Calm down there, [i]Mr. Man[/i], we haven't even had a chance to get to know each other yet. Here, I know a fantastic little place where we can relax together. Come with me."

Glen smiled awkwardly but felt conflicted. Sophia was beautiful and flirty, but was he attracted to her? Was his growing erection a biological response or something more? Sure, he'd just had sex wth a woman as a man, but that was with his partner. He loved Shelly regardless of her gender. He may have looked like a man, but had he really become one? Had he spent his whole life as a heterosexual woman only for it to be reversed in a few hours? Was Glen really attracted to women now? Was Doctor Frank's serum and all the confusing hormones and changes to his body to blame?

Distracted by his thoughts clashing with one another, Glen simply followed Sophia after she grabbed his hand and led him away. Her hand felt small and soft and she had the distinct aroma of flowers. He tried to collect his clothing but Sophia shooed his hand away, telling him she would provide him with something more appropriate. He passed the grinning Doctor who nodded with approval.

Doctor Frank spoke softly as the pair passed, "Have fun you two, see you soon."

The Doctor looked quite a lot shorter that Glen remembered. His new 6"4 body made everything look shorter by comparison. He'd gained almost a full foot in height! As he walked by the Doctor, Glen caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. The shape of his face looked like it belonged on a male model. His dark, mysterious eyes and wide, angular features would make most women weak in the knees. His features were partially obscured by thick facial hair, but that only served to make him even more masculine. His body looked strong, broad and bulky like a power-lifter while his nine inch cock and heavy balls shifted between his muscular legs. Glen knew he would have been hopelessly attracted to himself just a few hours prior. He glanced at Sophia and felt even larger by comparison. His eyes followed her compact bum as it bobbed up and down and she led him out the door. He glanced over his shoulder once he was through the threshold and watched Mrs. Kraft aggressively grab Shelly by her chin. Glen began to pull away from Sophia to protest, but stopped when Sophia's soft hand wrapped around his penis and she winked up at him. She gently tugged at it and Glen reluctantly followed her lead.

Shelly would have to handle herself.

Shelly watched in a daze as her husband was led away from the bed by some flirty little tramp. She managed to sit up and use a hand offered by Mrs. Kraft to struggle to her feet. She was unsteady and a throbbing pain filled her entire lower body, especially her hips. Her crotch, ass and thighs were wet and cold with the sludge of various bodily fluids. The dildo moved inside her and Shelly clenched her tired vaginal walls around it. Removed from her overwhelming arousal, Shelly noticed how heavy her chest had become. Her back and shoulders felt the strain and she imagined herself dealing with these fleshy weights for the rest of her life. She brushed the hair from her face and gasped as she looked up at Mrs. Kraft. She hadn't pegged Mrs. Kraft for being particularly tall while laying on the bed, but Mrs. Kraft easily towered over her. Shelly turned to Doctor Frank, Sophia and Glen who were standing near the door. She saw that everybody was taller than she was, especially Glen! He was a giant! Her 5"1 body set her as the shortest person in the room by quite a large margin.

Breaking her from the daze was Mrs. Kraft who snatched Shelly's chin and jaw in a tight grip. Mrs. Kraft moved Shelly's face around and examined her closely. Shelly felt too weak and powerless to stop her. When she finally released her, Mrs. Kraft coldly offered her conclusion, "Your face is decent enough, but your makeup is disgusting. You should be ashamed looking like that around your husband."

Shelly glanced at herself in the nearby mirror. She barely recognized herself! Sure, her eye makeup was running down her face and her lipstick had been smudged, but it was the overtly female face beneath the makeup that was nearly unrecognizable. Seeing herself standing next to Mrs. Kraft gave Shelly another shock as she managed to see the full picture of her shortened stature.

Mrs. Kraft broke Shelly from another daze by spanking her hard in the ass, eliciting a high pitched yelp. The sound reverberated off the walls.

"Quit daydreaming, girl, and move it!" She barked.

Shelly slowly walked, bow-legged towards the door due to the pain in her hips. She clutched at her stomach as she felt a sudden wave of nausea. Maybe the sex she'd engaged in was too much? Perhaps her body couldn't take it? She began to reach down for her discarded gown but noticed it was ripped nearly in two and decided against it. The nausea in her stomach continued and was soon joined by a wave of fatigue that dragged at her body. She tiredly staggered towards the door and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror one last time before she passed the grinning Doctor Frank.

With her cum coated thighs, red-hand-printed ass, pained walk and smudged makeup, Shelly saw herself as the epitome of 'freshly fucked woman'. Every part of her body screamed 'My cunt just got plowed'. She limped behind Mrs. Kraft with an apocalyptic white stain on the sheet, the fog of sex in the air and a nauseous churning in her stomach.

Doctor Frank spoke down to Shelly with a sneer as she passed by and exited the room, "See you soon, my dear, and congratulations."

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