Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/95441082
Artist: アヤナキトリ
This was it. The one where deviantart's moderation caused me an unreasonable amount of stress and finally got me to create an alternative place to host my stuff.
It's been a while since I've written a futanari tf. Possibly the fastest I've ever written a caption, it went very smoothly, though I still feel like I kinda suck at titles.
Groggily, Gabe wakes up in the early afternoon. For some reason, he feels tired and apathetic. He sits up, and brings a hand to his face to rub the sleep out of his eyes.
"Hah~?!" She lets out a sudden moan as her arm brushes against one of her tender breasts.
For a very brief moment, she is shocked by it, but her body has already been like this for two weeks. She sighs softly, as she picks up her phone and checks for any new messages from her clients.
... None. None of her clients had messaged her for several days by now. It was no surprise that they'd turn to a different source.
Her relation to her clients had been build upon trust, and with her new face, voice, and body, they obviously couldn't recognise her. Her harsh insistence on really being Gabe and that someone had forced her to take transformative drugs didn't help.
It had all started while he was on a casual walk through the city, when someone grabbed his shoulder from behind.
"Good morning Gabe Rosenberg. Look ahead, I just need you to try something for me."
Knowing he was in danger, he froze, and replied calmly.
"Damn... I understand, what do you want?"
The man pushed something into his hand. He subtly raised his hand to look at it. It was a small green pill, with a particularly smooth outer layer.
"It's easy to swallow. Take it, and go home. I need to know if it works..."
For a few moments, he hesitated. Taking this unknown pill could get him killed for all he knew. But not cooperating could have the same result.
Eventually, he tossed the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it. Given his business, he couldn't turn to the police, so as soon as he felt the man letting go of his shoulder, he ran home.
He didn't remember much of what happened after that, but by the time he got home, he was already in too much of a lust filled haze to try to vomit the pill up.
The next thing she knew, she woke up slumped over the side of her bed. All she was wearing was her sweat drenched sweater and a single flip-flop.
Seeing, and feeling if for the first time was perhaps the biggest shock of her life. She could only conclude that the pill had somehow caused it, but her entire body had changed in less than a day.
Her new body was one she at first recognised as obviously being that of a girl, with her soft features, large breasts, and round ass. Yet above her pussy, her cock remained, and it was considerably larger than before.
On top of all that, her whole body was much more sensitive than she had been used to. Even her non-erogenous zones would occasionally send shivers through her body from a casual touch.
Worse yet, even the slightest touch against her more sensitive parts instantly made her erect, and if she wasn't prepared a sultry moan would slip from her lips.
"A-ahnn~~!?" While reminiscing, her dick had grown erect, and as she tried to take off her pyjama pants they had gotten caught on it.
"Fuck... I can't live with this stupid horny body... I can't even properly change clothes!.."
While softly biting her lip, she slowly pulls the edge of her pyjamas over her penis, letting her undress further. Next, she opens her wardrobe and quickly chooses something to wear for the day.
With her new body though, getting dressed while having an erection was a terrible idea. After waiting for a few minutes, she gives up and goes to the bathroom, surrendering to the fact that her boner won't go down by itself.
