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The first three days after accepting your friend’s challenge weren’t so bad, you thought to yourself. Your new hormones were a high risk of making you lose the challenge, as any moment you spent doing nothing were ones that had the potential to build up your libido and throw you off, but you began doing things that were either physically or mentally demanding and required either high strength or focus, leading to your body feeling tired enough for you not to touch your brand new womanhood. Only 6 days to go, maybe this was way easier than you thought.
On the 25th, you decided to maybe let out a bit of that feminine side and decide to try on different clothes from the wardrobe your friend gave you thanks to her magic, and at first it, you felt very cute, trying to wear stuff that covered your insanely fat tits and ass, also trying to spice up different hairstyles while you were at it, but as time would go on, you began teasing yourself more and more, wearing clothes that exposed your tree trunk like thighs or your cleavage that was as deep as the Mariana trench. Your poses also became much more alluring, if the clothes weren’t showing off those womanly assets then you made sure they stood out by adopting certain positions. You began lusting over your own body, a heat building up between your legs, you knew you should’ve stopped before your desires took over, but you said “Just one more outfit”.
And of course, being turned on by this point, you wore an incredibly tight bikini that barely contained your cartoonish, womanly proportions. Glancing at the mirror was a huge threat to this challenge as you couldn’t stop seeing your own jiggling assets, perverted thoughts began to cloud your mind, causing your pussy to become wet. You gave your tits a tight squeeze which led to a very lewd moan and a feeling of some liquid traveling down your thighs. You were reminded of the challenge though, and you immediately removed the revealing clothes and went for something a lot more modest, with you attempting to find something else to do in a desperate attempt to clear your mind.
That was a close call, and could’ve been your demise, but the next day wouldn’t be easy either. You decided to take on a more masculine activity as you invited some of your friends to a gaming session that afternoon, but they were well aware of your current situation, as the one who transformed you had informed them about you being an absolute bombshell that’s trying not to masturbate for the remaining of the month, something that was apparent by them immediately bringing out that fact. Apart from their usual teasing between guys, they went full force with teasing you specifically, calling you many things that referenced your curvaceous shape, with them not even knowing how truly juicy you were. These teases may have been for the laughs, but your horny mind would start to twist those comments as you kept losing focus on your play, like, whenever they called you something along the lines of a bimbo, you thought about wearing the sluttiest clothes and guys constantly staring at your figure, and even common expressions like “suck my dick” were taken a bit too literally and you crafted an image of yourself giving a hunk a nice blowjob.
The more you lost focus, the less you told your friends to stop, their comments getting more and more perverted as they called you a slut, a cock-sucker, an airheaded bimbo and so much more, offenses you would’ve normally bounced off of to insult them back but now these so called slurs were beginning to sound like what you really wanted deep inside. The session would end quite abruptly as you really needed to get off of that and try to clear your mind once again, this time being harder to do so than yesterday due to only more thoughts piling up, were previously you only had thoughts about groping your breasts and touching your clit, now those were mixed with scenarios of you getting fucked by men.
You survived another day, but despite avoiding your previous mistakes, the next couple of days felt like hell, as despite going back to keep yourself busy with other stuff, you still found it incredibly hard not to think about something inappropriate. Doing exercise? Imagine a bunch of guys seeing your massive dump-truck of an ass jiggle while doing your squats. Watching a movie? You couldn’t stop thinking about those handsome actors getting a hold of those big puppies of yours. Playing a competitive game? Well, that just made you frustrated and you wanted to release that by doing what you aren’t supposed to. Something more casual? Worked a lot better, but regardless of the activity, you still had a huge pair of pumpkins attached to your chest teasing you at all times, and naughty thoughts were hard to brush off.
The final day of November was here, and you couldn’t be happier, just one more day and then you could please yourself as much as you wanted to afterwards after going through such torture. You thought you could just get away with simply scrolling through social media until the challenge was over, but as if a greater force was trying to stop you from succeeding, you were recommended posts with images and videos with either very hot women or very attractive men, tackling both your feminine and masculine side, but regardless of who was the attractive person you looked at, you still just wanted some of them to handle your pussy however they pleased.
Viewing all that was quite the bad idea, and in the afternoon, you thought of maybe taking a nap, lying on your bed without anything to do… You didn’t even notice how you just trapped yourself so horribly by doing so. You tried to sleep, but your mind was still busy thinking about the challenge and also remembering everything you had defeated in the past few days, but instead of remembering the achievement of resisting your urges, instead, you were reminded of the spiciest moments that began to fuel your lust yet again.
Your body began heating up as all the inappropriate thoughts piled up together to form a train of horny thoughts that wasn’t going to derail so easily. You held your eyes closed as you supposedly tried to sleep, which led to you not even noticing how your hands were now gently massaging your big tits but getting more and more rough with them as the minutes passed. Eventually, your hands traveled below your shirt and bra and would start pinching those large and hard nipples that just begged to be squeezed by you. You knew this wasn’t going to win you the challenge, but unlike other times, your hardly fought back, instead, you thought that maybe staying like this wasn’t so bad, sure, having a dick and releasing your white sticky substance was hot, but perhaps fingering your pussy was even better, you can play with your boobs for further pleasure, maybe a dildo could be a good purchase to satisfy your lust for cock…
You both wanted to stop and keep going at the same time, you didn’t want to lose, but you also wanted to know how an orgasm felt as a woman. Thoughts continued to clash within your mind, without you even realizing how one of your hands had moved down from one of your large breasts all the way down to your hips, slowly but surely hovering over your slutty womanhood. Before you knew it, you were moaning in pleasure as you inserted two fingers inside your wet hole for the first time ever, it was like jacking off for the first time, except even better than that. You would quickly pick up the pace as you thrust your fingers in and out of your humid lips, your whole body feeling incredibly sensitive, your voice just expressing how good it felt to finally give into your desires after what felt like an eternity of resisting. How could you hold back from such a pleasurable experience?
The remaining hand would be very rough with one of your sizable breasts, squeezing every bit of fat they had to offer. Your body sweated like crazy as your movements with your hands were faster whilst your legs would twitch due to the pleasure felt between them. After so much fingering, you let out a loud moan as you climaxed, throwing your head back and biting your lips from the incredible ecstasy you were feeling. Your fingers remain inside your vagina which continues to squirt lovely juices. This was the best you’ve ever felt masturbating.
After your mind began clearing out a bit from the powerful orgasm, reason took back its place, and that’s when you realized that you have miserably failed the challenge, on the last day of it too. “No no no no! Please no!” You panicked and looked to your sides, seemingly searching for the girl who transformed you as if she was there, desperate to tell her to turn you back. You grab your phone in a rush, and open her chat, but seeing no messages coming from her, you thought maybe she was playing tricks on you and this whole thing may end with you going back to being male once December came around. Although you were still panicking, you thought you’d give it a shot, and now that your sexual desires were fulfilled, the rest of the day was spent just as any other day. You just hoped everything returned to normal.
The next day though, reality would set in as you woke up with the giant pair of tits you had during the last week or so, and this time around, you saw a message from your friend asking if you succeeded, and you informed her about your defeat. You now lie down in bed, not knowing how the hell you’re going to live with the body of a slut for the rest of your life.
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