Karen's Wish - part 2/2 (517 hits)
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Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (View user info) at 2006-08-30 09:05:09 EDT
I closed the shades and took off my clothes. I was definitely a man. I looked down at the penis on my body, a little disappointed to see that it was kind of small. I flicked it and felt a shiver run through my body. I pulled on it and found that pulling too hard kind of hurt. I gently ran my finger down its length and suddenly felt it getting bigger. I felt it getting bigger in my hand but I could also feel it happening. Such a strange sensation but it definitely felt good too. It's a grower! What started as a little three incher grew to a good seven inches and was hard as a rock. I ran my hand over it's length and really enjoyed the feeling so I kept going. Pretty soon it became uncomfortable as my hand chaffed against the skin of my new penis. I wrapped my hand around it then and pulled instead and that was much better. Seconds later I felt light headed and tingly as I spooged all over the floor.
Recovering I decided I needed to make these twenty four hours count. I ran to my boyfriends closet and found some clothes and then ran out the door. As I ran to my car I realized I needed to pee so I unzipped and whipped it out. I pissed on the lawn enjoying the feeling of power I got from peeing standing up. When I was done I shoved the penis back in my pants and then cursed as I realized I'd put it away wet. "That's why he shakes it when he's done", I thought to myself. As I got into my car I felt a great deal of pain as I plopped into the driver's seat. I'd crushed my balls and the pain was excruciating. Adjusting my junk, haha, my junk, I drove to the nearest bar.
Scoping out the bar I noted several women of interest and made my way toward a group.
"Any of you ladies interested in taking my virginity? I'm a woman turned man for a day and I want to experience everything I can."
I hadn't really thought out an approach and really should not have been surprised by their reactions.
"Perv"
"Sicko"
"Oh my god, disgusting pig"
This last one emphasized her point by slapping me across the face.
Regrouping I turned to the next group of women.
"Hey girls, can you help a guy out? I know I could help any one or all of you out, you see I was a woman until today so I know I could please you if you'd just have sex with me."
Ok, really, I should've thought that through a little more. I got the same reaction from this group of women as the first. Looking over their shoulders I also noted one of the first women talking to the barkeep and pointing at me.
I quickly made my exit, shifting uncomfortably as I felt my sack stuck to the inside of my thigh. I adjusted again and as I touched it and thought about it I could feel it growing again and was somewhat dismayed as a group of ladies started pointing and laughing at the tent popping up in the front of my pants.
I went to another bad and tried again this time sticking to the lines guys had tried using on me and really started feeling pretty rotten as time and time again I was shot down. I'd never realized how hard it is for a guy to get some when that's all he's looking for and it dawned on me how many times I'd thought of a guy as being a pig or perv just for trying to get in my pants.
I decided then that I couldn't afford any more time trying to find a lady willing to put out and seeing a phone booth grabbed the phone book. I started calling escort services looking for someone willing to send me a woman and found that every time I said what I was looking for the person on the other end promptly hung up.
I was feeling desperate now having wasted half the day. I started to drive to another bar when I noticed some ladies standing on a corner. They were not the most attractive women I'd ever seen but they seemed to be advertising the kinds of services I was looking for so I pulled over and asked them all to get in. I could see the glances between them and could see they were creeped out so I told them there'd be five hundred in it for each of them if they all got in. I was impressed at how fast these girls could move in their stiletto heels.
I dove into the first hotel we came to and got a room. Pretty soon I had four women standing naked around me asking what I wanted.
"I don't really know, what do most guys want?"
I didn't have another chance to say a word as suddenly every inch of me was covered in dirty hooker. One had my balls in her mouth and I writhed in ecstacy as she sucked on them, moving her tongue in small circles. Another took my grower in her mouth and was apparently trying to see if she could poke it out the back of her head as she took every bit of it in her mouth. Another was sucking on my nipples, alternating between the two and occasionally biting and the last started straddling my face. I put out a hand to stop her when suddenly I felt an incredible pressure building within, I felt light headed and tingly and suddenly my baby batter was erupting into the hookers mouth.
I nearly suffocated as the fourth hooker swatted my now helpless hands aside and sat on my face. With everything going on I couldn't think and could barely feel anything but extreme pleasure, I think that's when I passed out.
When I woke up again I found myself tied to the bed and the hookers had switched places. I still had one sucking my balls, one playing with my nipples and one trying to keep me from breathing but now I had one slowly sliding my new penis into her vagina.
I couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside this skanky bitch. She wass so wet and warm and soft, moving up and down that it was not very long before I came once again.
We played like this for another two hours and when we were done I paid the girls. I couldn't believe how raw and sticky everything felt. I think I had hooker juice on every inch of my skin. I drove home feeling an uncomfortable burning.
When I got home I found my boyfriend had just gotten back from work.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"It's me, Karen."
"What? Did you say Karen? What'd you do to her, where is she? I'll fucking kill you."
"No wait! I can explain. I have proof! Look at my tattoo!"
I dropped my pants and turned around so he could see the care bear tattoo on my ass and heard him scream. He screamed like a girl and I realized he was screaming because he could see the twig and berries dangling between my legs.
"What the fuck!?" He screamed it over and over all the while dancing from foot to foot. I tried to talk to him but couldn't get his attention so finally I slapped him and when that did nothing to calm him I punched him. I didn't count on being as strong as I was so I was surprised to see him rocked by my punch before he slumped to the floor.
I couldn't help it. I walked over and standing bare above him shouted "YOU GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT!"
Feeling bad for hitting him and not wanting to try to reach him in this state I left and went back to the hotel. I was tired and needed to sleep but I feared that if I did I wouldn't wake up until my twenty four hours was done so I hired one more hooker and had sex with her. When we were finished I offered her another $50 to punch me in the balls. She didn't have that strong a punch but I crumpled over weeping like a baby as I tried to regain my breath. Finally worn out from the day I went to sleep.
When I woke I couldn't bring myself to look so I slid a hand down to my crotch and was happy to find that I'd been restored to my womanhood. I'd enjoyed the experience fully and have to admit that guys have some things easier but with that ease comes some things that are much more difficult.
I returned home to find my boyfriend crying in a corner of the bedroom. When I asked what was wrong he jumped so high I could have sworn he almost touched the ceiling. He told me what had happened and I told him he must have been dreaming. He showed me the shiner he had and insisted it had to have been me because of the tattoo and I insisted he dreamt it all except for being punched. When he finally settled down I undressed him, and using my experience as a man was able to please him like never before. Knowing how things felt, and what had felt best for me I was able to make him cum time and time again until he was completely spent and couldn't take any more.
All in all I'm glad I used that third wish the way I had. It's certainly an experience I'll never forget. I think I might show my boyfriend the lamp and suggest he wish we could swap places for a day so that we can experiment and experience together.
User Reviews
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-09-13 17:39:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2006-08-30 16:47:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
rawrrrrr
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-08-30 16:39:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
i approve
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-08-30 11:15:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
THIS Karen, the one in the story, is a fig newton of my imagination.
if you come I'm confident you will want to buy her drinks and then you'll want to buy me drinks.
Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2006-08-30 11:08:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm going to come to Madison and meet this 'Karen'
Yes I am.
She will buy me drinks.
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-08-30 10:35:20 EDT (#)
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Part 1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/92396
Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-08-30 10:32:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2006-08-30 10:11:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This Karen is such a man slut.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2006-08-30 09:31:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Loads of fun!
Submitted by Davros (user info) at 2006-08-30 09:20:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Dirty Hooker/Skanky Bitch Auto +2
-Dave