Day 3

Body Art

Day 3: Morning

I wake up early this morning. Despite the upsetting appearance of Prof Bluthe in the middle of the night, I managed to fall right back asleep. I guess protracted ejaculation does that.

Speaking of which! I hasten to my improvised toilet and have another long, mind shattering ejaculation session to empty my morning bladder. I could get used to this!

Since Tandra isn't here yet, I decide that I should start my day by painting myself since my designs from the previous day faded overnight. The bucket of wash water is chilly from sitting in my cell all night and so I give myself a brisk sponge bath. Beyond freshening me up, I've got to stop wallowing in my cum, it gives my skin a nice pale blue shade that will make a nice basecoat for when I can get some hot water.

Skin tone achieved I amble over to the mirror and take stock of myself. Finally I look different:

- I have pale blue skin all over my body from my cool bath. It makes the pink of my nipples and pussy stand out nicely. It's only temporary, and I plan to add some sort of red design to myself later.

- I am now eight feet tall, with a lithe lean build like an acrobat or dancer, a look that my still wide swimmers shoulders help emphasize.

- My face is still largely the same, although a little longer and leaner since my expansion. I still have my brown hair, although it is grungy and clumpy and tangled from all of the cum I've been wallowing in. I can only do so much to clean it without shampoo and a shower.

- I have a tail! A long sinuous new limb as long as my legs, that I can curl and coil with my mind. It has smooth human flesh, but still makes me look kind of lizardy. I can use it for naughty purposes.

- My original genitals still look the same. I still have my pussy and tits, although those have expanded to keep up with my larger body.

- You can't see it but I've also had a bunch of internal changes. My saliva is cum and I now ejaculate semen from my urethra instead of pee and have an internal anal dick that I have to masturbate to shit. I now pee and poo cum.

I am very pleased with my current body. If I could stop now, I could go back to my old life easily, but with a few fun twists.

But I am only 2/7ths done my project.

I see Tandra making her way over for our morning yoga session and breakfast. I wave happily!

Tandra pauses and looks at me with admiration, and maybe something else.

Tandra: "You're big. And blue."

Me: "Yep! And not just blue! You need to get me some hot water."

I hand Tandra my hot water bucket and send her off to fetch me some. Meanwhile I push everything in my cell over to one side making a clear space.

I accept the bucket of water, fill a drinking cup with the steaming liquid, and head over to my clear space. I throw it in the air and let the water randomly splash down over me as hot droplets.

When my splatter painting is done, I am covered in a constellation of red spots and speckles. I'm like living modern art.

Tandra: "Wow! That's wonderful!"

Me: "I know!"

We chat about my new form as we eat our breakfast. I fill her in about the protestors, Hendricks, and my weird encounter with Prof Bluthe in the middle of the night. She fills me in about her transformed burlesque community project and about how much she likes the Serpent and Hood bar.

She also tells me that she's been spending a lot of time with a waitress there named Emma. I accuse her of having a crush and she blushes. It's adorable.

Our meals finished, it's time for yoga.

Tandra as usual leads me through the posses. As I transition between stances, I find that I am better at yoga. My new form seems to be stronger and more flexible than before. We do cobra, and I push myself, leaning further back so that my head is almost touching my butt. We do wheel pose, and it feels natural. Tandra goes into standing wide-legged forward bend pose, one that was beyond my limits, and I can do it. I effortlessly go into Camel Pose, and Lotus in Headstand, Lord of The Dance Pose, and the advanced version of wide-angle seated forward pose. I am apparently not only a colour changing tailed giant, but a contortionist too!

As we do our posses, and the novelty of being extra bendy begins to wear off I begin to notice Tandra again. The toned swell of her body, the taut curves of her ass, the confined swell of her breasts in her athletic top, the mound of her cunt in her tight pants. I feel myself getting wet just looking at her. I try to focus on my breathing and doing the poses correctly, but oh god, Tandra. My thighs are slick with myself, and I'm flushed, and suddenly I'm being penetrated by my tail. I would stop, but I can't, and so I fuck myself with my tail while watching my beautiful friend bend fetchingly through her yoga repertoire.

I moan, and she turns and looks, surprise flashing on her face. I blush but don't stop.

I feel myself getting close, cresting with pleasure. As I feel my vaginal orgasm about to wash over me, I release my bladder, wetting myself and adding the wonderful feeling of my pee-ejaculation to the mix. I scream as I orgasm while ejaculating, and collapse into the still growing pool of my warm spunk.

I realise what I've done, and glance up apologetically at Tandra.

She has a strange, unreadable look on her face: thin lipped and intense, but with a flushed look. She looks like she might be angry.

I begin to apologise, but she cuts me off, and tells me that she has to go but that she'll be back the next morning.

From my vantage point, lying in a puddle of my sperm, tail still embedded in my nethers, I watch the shrug of her ass as she marches off to her day.

I think this transformation thing is affecting my head.

***

Day 3: Afternoon

As morning turns to noon the square begins to fill up again. The enthusiasts are back, dressed more garishly and outrageously than the day before. The alchemists have returned, as have many of the engineers from the day before. There are also just more random students and people hanging around watching. There is even a student band, come to take advantage of the crowds and maybe sell a couple CDs. The entire thing has taken on a bit of a carnival feel.

True to their word the protestors are back in their business casual and with their placards. I spot Snooty in the front, pointedly scowling at me at range. I wave merrily in return and blow her a kiss.

Katka drops by to deliver my lunch of a cold cut submarine sandwich and bag of chips. She takes my hands through the pass through and tells me I look beautiful and smell like the star of the worlds biggest gang bang. Then she's off to start documenting the day, camera up, lens making her look like a cyborg cyclops.

I sit down and eat my lunch, noticing how bland the sandwich is. I can barely taste the food over my cummy saliva. I suspect that hot sauce is going to be a staple of my culinary needs going forward.

Assuming of course that I still have a mouth by the time this is all over...

I hear a knock on my window and look up to see Elise and her cock, Kai. With them is the shy boy from the day before who is holding hands with Kai. I drag my bean bag chair over to them and sit facing the wall so we can talk. Kai the cock introduced the shy boy as Fraser and happily declared that he was her boyfriend and that he had some questions for me.

Fraser: "H-hi."

Me: "You are surprisingly shy for someone in a relationship with a girl’s penis."

Fraser (blushing): "Well, she was still a girl when I fell in love with her..."

Me: "Ohhhhh..."

Fraser: "Yeah, it's.... been an adjustment."

Me: "So what's it like dating someone else's penis?"

Fraser: "It's complicated?"

Kai: "Shut up! You love it!"

Elise: [Laughing]

Fraser: "Well, our sex life is certainly more interesting..."

Me: "I can imagine."

Elise: [Still laughing]

Kai: "Fraser, just ask Miranda what you came here to ask. She doesn't have all day."

Fraser: "What's it like?"

Me: "What's what like?"

Fraser: "Transforming..."

Me: "Huh. Well it's certainly different and weird and sexy and... You know what, I'll show you."

I could feel my bowels cramping as they started to beg for release. I grabbed my bucket dragged it over to the window, turned so my ass was pointed towards Fraser and Elise and her cock. I sighed as my ass-cock slide out of my anus. I stroked my moistening cunt to get my hands slick (the cum from my mouth is a bit too tacky) grasp my dick and slowly begin to stroke it. I gradually build up speed, and snake my tail into my cunt, panting and gasping at the feelings. I whimper trough a vaginal orgasm and squeal as my ass-cock erupts and erupts and erupts and erupts until my colon is empty of semen.

Flushed I glance over my shoulder at the aroused faces of Elise and Kai, who looked a bit stiff and precum drooly, and the surprised and thoughtful face of Fraser.

Me: "That. That is what it's like."

Our conversation was broken by a fanfare as the opportunistic band in the square announced the arrival of the honours alchemists and my vials. The alchemists already in the square created a path and procession of vial-bearers made their way through. In the distance Dr. Lipple recommenced her distant observation.

Hendricks brought the vials to the window wished me a good afternoon and touched my hand before handing me the vials.

I felt my heart flutter. Those touches from Katka and Hendricks meant the world to me. Being locked in a box, cut off from other people was affecting me. I smiled back at him with more emotion and flirtation than I meant to.

I accepted the vials, set them down on the table, and returned the unused vials from the day before to Hendricks.

I picked up my dice.

I shook it in my hand, getting it warm, and then rolled it across my table, bouncing and skipping, until it came to rest.

It showed purple again.

I picked up the purple vial, uncorked it, and swallowed its syrupy contents.

Immediately I felt an intense itching sensation on my smooth pubic mound. I scratched it, and it hurt, so I resisted, squirming on my feet.

The feeling felt intensely localized, not spreading elsewhere on my body or affecting my vagina. It was intensely uncomfortable!

I started to pace to keep myself busy to stop trying to scratch.

As time crawled by, I became aware that my pubic mound was more of a hill and that it was swelling. I touched it, which hurt but also felt kind of exciting, and it felt smooth and rubbery. I tugged a little and the skin stretched easily. When I released it, it snapped back into position like elastic.

I kept pacing, back and forth, desperate for the itching to stop. I became aware that swelling growth on my crotch was starting to bounce with every step, a kind of wiggling rubbery mass attached to my body. I bounced on my feet and watched it flap around.

Suddenly four pinpricks of pain shot through my growth and I watched as four small bumps appeared on it, looking a bit like tiny nipples. Maybe I was growing an udder? What did an udder feel like?

The awful itching feeling continued, and now the growth, maybe-udder, was the size of a melon with four pregnancy-large nipples. Despite the discomfort, I grabbed and fondled my new body part and gasped when I felt two apple sized, heavy spheres inside it. I slid them around, moaning at the sensation. They felt like testicles. I was growing balls! Rubbery balls with teats!

The itching sensation stopped, and I was able to rub, tug, snap, and swing my new balls, savouring the alien and pleasurable feelings.

A new sensation emerged, an intense pinching feeling centre on a patch of skin above my new bouncey balls. I hissed at the intensity of it.

I touched the spot and felt a bump rapidly emerging from my flesh. It grew into a tube, swelling longer and longer and it was a penis! My penis!

My new cock is large, but human. For an instant after it finishes growing, it is flaccid in my grasp. A meaty, warm, 6 inches of floppy dickflesh wrapped in foreskin.

I feel my cunt spasm and moisten and tighten with arousal and simultaneously blood rush into my cock.

The dick grows in my hands, growing hot as it becomes erect. My heart pounds in my head as my dick swings to its full 13 inch length, aching hard and vibrating with my pulse. I notice that the heat of the blood in it has changed the skin of my cock a bright red.

I also notice that my rubbery balls have swollen dramatically, and continue to grow before my eyes. They now fill my lap, a taught globe of flesh the size of a soccer ball, with four thumb sized teats projecting out of them. I can feel the pressure building with an ache, a need, I feel in my bones.

I reach down with both hands and pump them along the shaft of my steely cock, with an urgency that borders on desperation. I jam my tail into my cunt, desperate for more sensation. And and and and it doesn't take long. My new cock explodes with surprising pressure, absolutely spraying the nearest glass wall of my cell with a torrent of cum.

It only lasts an instant, but I manage to spew more than a gallon of cum.

I stand there, flushed and panting, delirious with the high of a mind-blowing orgasm.

I realize that my rubbery balls have shrunk dramatically, now only the size of apricots. It seems that my balls grow dramatically as they fill with cum and shrink right down after it comes rushing out of me. I wonder how large I can make them...

A knocking on my window brings me back to myself and I see, through the splatter pattern of cum, Fraser, Kai, and Elise. They ask me to meet them at the pass through window. I stumble over and Fraser, an intense, serious look on his face, asks if he can have some of my leftover vials.

I am stunned! When I came into this, I never expected to drive other people's changes. Can I do this? Is it right?

I ask if he is sure, and he, holding hands with Kai, the cock he is dating, nods.

I ask him how many vials he wants, he looks uncertain, Kai blurts three. He agrees.

I ask them all to pick a colour.

Kai: "Orange!"

Elise: "Blue."

Fraser: [glancing at Kai's hair] "Green."

I lift three vials and hand them to Elise and Kai. I ask Fraser when he last ate, he said that he was so nervous that he skipped lunch. I tell him that he should expect the changes to affect him rapidly then. Kai beams.

Kai: "Good!"

I also remind Fraser that he really needs to take off his clothes. Blushing Fraser strips revealing his body. He is a thin boy, with side parted dark hair, spectacles, and a lean and surprisingly muscular body for how weedy he looks dressed. His cock is circumcised and slightly larger than average. I could see why Elise's cock Kai is attracted to him and feel myself warming in anticipation of the change.

They uncork the vials and, one after the other, he rapidly drinks each vial.

And then he gasps.

The first thing we see are his feet stretching, growing longer than what would fit in a pair of shoes. His toes merge leaving him with two larger sausage sized toes. He begins to stand on these new toes as his elongated feet reshape themselves so that he can only stand on the balls of his feet. Fraser grunts as his legs reshape themselves into a digitigrade format that radically changes his posture.

Next he reaches up to feel his face as his ears stretch from the side of his head become long, pointed and batlike and project from the side of his head. The triangles of then are each about the size of the rest of his face. These swivel slightly, tracking sounds.

Fraser moans as the next change hits him. His nose changes shape, becoming round and bulbous with a single opening. It turns pink and swells, obviously becoming a penis glans. Fraser grunts and the new cock stretches from his face, erect bobbing, until it is the same size as the turgid dick between his legs. He cries out as both his cocks erupt in strands of white spunk.

And for a moment, nothing happens.

Fraser pants, trying to grow accustomed to this first new form. Kai watches, precum drool oozing out of her facial dick slit while Elise stroked her torso with one hand and fondles one of her breasts with the other. I feel my own arousal, tail stroking my slick, swelling cunt while my balls begin to expand as cum production apparently increases with my arousal.

Fraser gasps as the next vial he swallowed begins to take effect.

His head bulges as two growths emerge from the top of his head, lengthening and tapering until he has grown a new pair of ears from the top of his head. These new ears look much like his other pair, but are much more slender and long, projecting two feet from his scalp. They too begin to move and track sound like his first pair.

Next Fraser's eyes become golden, and vaguely inhuman. His hair turns grey and his body hair thickens and also becomes silver. The glans of his nose-cock swells dramatically, absorbing his shaft and merging with his cheeks and mouth giving him a cock glans muzzle much like Kai's. Stunned, Fraser strokes his new cock face, eyes lidded with pleasure. A small, grey furred tuft of a tail emerges from his tailbone.

Fraser yelps and clutches his chest as his chest swells with a pair of d cup breasts capped with pointy, upturned nipples. As the growth ends, and the breasts settle on his chest, a second pair swell on his chest below the first pair, growing a matching pair of nipples and expanding until they are a respectable c cup. A ripple of feminisation travels across his body causing his hips to swell slightly and his thighs soften leaving him looking, aside from his new tits and sizeable cocks, decidedly androgynous.

Fraser whimpers and pants, unsteady on his feet, caught in another pause between vials. At this point Fraser looks like a dickgirl werewolf with an extra pair of ears and a cock muzzle. Precum oozes from his muzzle cock and his original dick is hard again.

It appears that Kai and Elise like his new look.  Kai looks feverish and rigid and is grasping her tits while Elise is hugging her cock against her massive testicle-tits and is stroking Kai furiously.

I moan and notice that I'm stroking my own cock and that my tail has once again slipped inside my vagina. I also notice that my balls have swollen again and hang down to my knees. Watching Fraser change is deeply arousing!

A constellation of bumps appear all over Fraser's body announcing that the final vial has kicked in. At first the new bumps look a little like pimples, but as they swell and grow areola it becomes obvious that Fraser is growing nipples all over most his body. His face, breasts, stomach, crotch, and inner thighs remain bare, but the rest of his body soon is covered in nipples arranged like a patchwork of scales. All of his new fingertip sized nipples harden with arousal.

Fraser gasps, and ejaculates from his face cock in a great gush of cum, as his next change begins. His original four nipples suddenly swell, projecting from his body into mighty teats. For a moment I think his breast nipples might be turning into cocks, they are as thick and long as an average mans dick and have a clear opene at their tips, but they are clearly just massive pink nipples. Fraser grasps them and pulls, and they stretch considerably in length before snapping back into shape when he releases them. He gasps.

He reaches out with both hands and grasps one of his elongated nipples, pinches, and stretches his nipple so that the opening at its tip looms wider. He shoves a finger into the opening, and cries out in pleasure as he releases his nipple and it snaps tautly around his finger. He whimpers and grunts as he tugs his nipple clad finger trying to free it. He pulls dramatically on it, massively stretching his nipple, until with snap that makes him scream a little, his finger pops free of his nipple.

Fraser notices that Kai and Elise are in the throws of passion and scrambles over to them. He embraces the women, rubbing his tits and nipples against Kai the cock. Kai reaches out with her hands starts to jerk off Fraser's cock while Fraser presses his cock muzzle against Kai's in a kiss. The cock and the cock-faced makeout as dicks are fondled until, almost simultaneously, the three cum together in a massive fountaining of semen.

I will never forget the image of Kai and Fraser, pressed cock-muzzle to cock-muzzle as they spray each other in the face with semen, looks of love on either face.

In my cell I orgasm and erupt in a firehouse spray of cum through my own dick, my massively swollen balls shrinking rapidly as they empty.

Outside me cell the lovers talk.

Fraser: "I love you Kai."

Kai: "I love you too! You look so beautiful and sexy now!"

Fraser: "Do I? I feel like I might be kind of weird."

Elise: "Fraser, baby, even I think you look sexy now. I might even have to try and steal you away from my cock!"

Kai: "Hey! Don't steal my man! That's no way to treat your dick!"

Fraser: "Ha! You know I can always try dating both of you... I mean, you two do go together everywhere anyway and this way Elise doesn't always have to be the awkward third wheel..."

Kai [mock dramatically]: "I guess the idea has merit. But I may need some convincing."

Elise: "Well then we shall have to go behind closed doors and begin negotiations!"

Kai: "And then of course consummate the deal."

Elise: "Of course!"

As the conjoined pair starts their four-legged walk away Fraser turns to me and thanks me before scrambling after his lovers.

In my cell I feel deeply jealous.

I wonder where Williard is.

I want him.

***

Day 3: Evening

I start the evening by trying to clean myself off and my cage up a little. Doing body art in a windowed box only really works if it stays transparent and I have managed to get a lot of semen on my windows. Unfortunately there is only so much I can do with a bucket and a sponge. On the bright side I do manage to distract myself from my loneliness and relationship worries for a while.

I eventually collapse onto my beanbag chair tired and a little emotionally exhausted and still skanky as hell. I find myself fantasizing about a bath and masturbating in a bath....

I reach down to my cock and swelling balls and begin to gently stroke myself.

"Ugh, stop that!"

I look up and there is Williard standing outside my cell holding a bag containing my supper. My heart swells and I feel myself tearing up; he finally is here!

I jump to my feet and rush over to the window, my erect cock and soccerball sized testicle udder bobbing in front of me. I'm so happy and excited!

The look on his face stops me short. Williard looks cool and not at all happy to see me.

Me: "You brought me my dinner."

Williard: "Actually I bumped into Katka bringing you your dinner. I offered to bring it to you for her."

Me: "Still! You came! I've really missed you here!"

Will: "I only came because we need to talk."

My heart hammers in my chest, my chest aches, and it is hard to breathe.

Me: "About what?"

Will: "About us. About this. About what you're doing, what you've already done to yourself."

Me: "What do you mean!?"

Tears swell in my eyes and I begin to cry. I know what is coming.

Will: "Look at you! You're a colour changing giant with gigantic cock and ludicrous testicles! You piss and shit more cum than I make in a month. And the way you behave: I've seen you masturbate to your friends and roll around in your own filthy semen. You’re still half covered in it! You've changed. And not in a way I like."

Me: "Wh-what are you saying? Are you calling me a monster?"

Will: "Maybe I am? Maybe you are. And I don't want to be with a sex monster. I fell in love with the girl, the woman you are not whatever you are becoming."

Tears streak down my cheeks getting into my mouth. I can't tell if they are salty, since all I can taste is cum.

Me: "Williard..."

Will: "I'm sorry, but I can't do this. This, this thing we have is over."

Williard places my bag of food on the ground, turns and quickly walks away from me. I want step to go after him, and my massive ball-udder mashes painfully into my cell wall. I whimper.

I feel my guts cramp. I have to shit-ejaculate. I really don't want to right now. I can't do it right now. The pain intensifies, and I feel my ass dick slide out of my butthole. I don't have a choice: this is what I am. I head to my bucket.

Tears streaking down my face I reach below myself and grasp my penis. I pump it quickly and mechanically, eager to get this over with. My haste works against me, as my lack of arousal extends the process. Eventually though I feel myself swell inside and burst, great ropes of cum spewing from my ass dick.

The feeling of orgasmic bliss wages over me. I feel my balls swell at the arousing sensation. I moan. Maybe I am a filthy sex monster?

I let my bladder relax and feel the hot semen of my piss spurt down my legs and cover my feet. This is what I am now.

I slide down to the floor, sitting in my puddle of cum, draw my legs up to my chest, the taut heat of my testicles filling the space between, and cry. Maybe this has all been a mistake. Maybe I deserve this.

***

Day 3: Night

Hungry and sad, I sit up long into the night feeling sorry for myself.

I haven't bothered to clean myself up, so my eyes are still puffy from my crying jags and my skin is caked with cum. My slowly fading skin colouration is mostly just a series of angry red blotches, evidence of the various hot fluids I've spattered on myself. My balls have continued to swell, a massive sphere hanging off of me like a cows udder with teats the size of my forearm. I find myself repulsed by it, but also comforted by its squishy warmth.

I spend my time reminiscing about Williard and the time we've shared together; the silly little plays we'd written, the private poetry recitals, the fucking. I thought about our plans for after graduation, of making a travelling two person show of songs and poetry and theatre. Williard seemed like such a perfect fit: talented, smart, and passionate. I almost started weeping again for losing him.

But I'm a sex monster now.

The more I think about it, the more I think I like it.

I feel so right, like this is who, this is what I've always meant to be. And if Williard can't deal with it, maybe it's better that we ended things.

But it still hurts so much.

Suddenly I see motion out of the corner of my eye. Startled, I turn and see Professor Bluthe standing naked in the middle of the square. I wrestle my bulging testicle udder around me and roll into a kneeling position facing him. He sees me watching and comes closer, but still too far away for us to talk.

He looks at me appraisingly, and reaches down and grabs his erect cock. He begins to slowly stroke it, staring at me.

My project advisor is masturbating to me.

I'm shocked! And offended! How dare he do this to me!

But then I remember I'm a sex monster now, a freak in a cage. And professor Bluthe is just doing what people do when they see a sexy beast.

I also realize that I am not doing a very good job being a sexy freak. I should really be putting on a show.

I hug my now torso sized smooth, udder-like scrotum to my torso and caress it while making eye contact with prof Bluthe. I slowly lick one of my forearm sized ball-teats and then pop it in my mouth. I suck on it, bobbing my head like it is a cock. I yelp a little when I feel a spurt of something creamy come out of the teat. Am I lactating from my balls?

Something to investigate later I decide.

With some difficulty I stand up, and encumbered as I am with my balls, I try to twirl gracefully and show off my body to Bluthe.

He groans loud enough I can hear him and I see him speed up his pumping. He steps a little closer.

I turn my back to prof Bluthe and spread my legs like the good sex beast I am. I lift my tail up and out, showing off my lean ass and scoop up my ball udder. And then, I let my bladder go, grunting in pleasure, as I ejaculate my piss-semen all over my feet and legs again like the filthy sex monster I am.

Bluthe comes even closer, and I can hear him pant and moan as he furiously pumps his cock.

I find myself getting more aroused, my dick rigid, my balls swelling so that they nearly touch the ground. I long to play with my own cock, but my balls are in the way.

Instead I drop to all fours, my balls resting in my cum puddle, and show Bluthe my pussy and then fuck myself with my tail, rapidly and aggressively. It doesn't take long until I cry out in orgasm.

As if on cue I hear Prof Bluthe grunt, and turn to see him cumming, his semen splattering on my windows.

I roll onto my back and look at him, eyebrows cocked. He blushes and runs off into the night.

I just laugh and reach for my blanket, wrapping it around myself. I curl into a ball, right there in my cum puddle, cuddled around my body sized warm balls, and try to fall asleep. For the moment at least I am a content big sex freak.

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To read Elise and Kai's story go here

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Next: Day 4