Sudden Male Rejection Syndrome - Part 4 (Patreon)

In the far future, humans are born androgynous and pick a gender once they reach adulthood. Vance and Jim both decide to be men, but things get awkward when Vance develops Sudden Male Rejection Syndrome and, over the course of minutes, goes from the masculine ideal to a curvaceous, female bombshell.

Part 4

It had taken several attempts for Jim to actually leave the house to buy condoms. The two of them kept getting distracted; all it would take was a brush of fingers against skin, and they would be making out again. On the couch, the bench, against the wall, now that they had crossed the line, it was impossible to go back. Vanessa loved it; she loved how powerful she felt. All it took was a bat of her eyelashes, and Jim was wound around her fingers. She loved the feel of him pressed against her body as she sandwiched him between her and the wall.

“Are you going to go get those condoms or not?” She teased between kisses.

“If you let me.”

“You can go any time, just say so.”

“...One more kiss.”

“I’ll make it count.”

Vanessa pressed her lips to his and pushed her tongue inside, pressing it to Jim’s and nibbling at his lip before finally pulling back. His eyes were wide, pupils blown and cock hard against her thigh.

“Off you go.” She giggled.

“You are cruel.”

“I’ll be waiting to do that again, and more.” She teased, “I’ll put on my sexiest lingerie. Maybe get two boxes of condoms just to be safe.” 

“Deal.”

Jim had to wait a minute for his erection to lower before he could finally leave, and Vanessa did a little squeal of excitement when the door finally closed. This wasn't how she’d imagined it going originally, but they were together now, just like she’d always wanted. Not to mention, she was going to lose her virginity soon. This had to be as perfect as she could make it. 

Slowly, she tripped out of her ill-fitting outfit until she had nothing but her underwear on. The new clothing hadn’t arrived yet, so she was limited; certainly, none of that lingerie she’d joked about, not even a bra. All she had was a pair of black briefs that stretched over about half her ass and cupped her pussy tightly. She found a long ream of cloth in her linen cupboard and carefully wound it around her chest, just like the website her doctor had shown her. It wasn't perfect, but it did the job. Her tits finally had some support, and her cleavage had doubled now that they were pressed together. 

When Jim returned, he stopped in the doorway to the lounge room, mouth hanging open as he saw her sitting, mostly naked on the couch, waiting. 

“Where’s the-oh.”

“I think this is better, don’t you?” Vanessa grinned, standing up and cupping both of her tightly bound breasts. Jim made a strangled sound in the back of his throat and nodded. 

That arousal within her flared in delight; she’d reduced him to near silence, just with her body. She hadn't even touched him yet. She had felt so powerful in her muscular male body, but this, this was true power. The power to reduce a man to madness without so much as laying a finger on him. 

“I’m a present just for you. Are you going to stand there all day or come and unwrap me?” 

Jim tripped over his own feet, causing him to fall forward and press both palms against Vanessa’s chest. 

“That’s more like it.”

“Sorry!”

She just laughed and held his wrists, making his palms press harder against her curves.

“Don’t be.”

Jim’s fingers were trembling with excitement as he slowly loosened the fabric around Vanessa’s breasts and revealed them in their entirety. She let out a quick breath as their full weight sagged against her chest again, but grinned. Jim was in awe. 

He stumbled back toward the couch, and Vanessa watched as he hurriedly stripped off his own clothes. She felt a twinge of momentary guilt; she’d called Jim average when they first transformed, but that didn’t do him justice. His body had a good degree of muscle, with toned forearms and a broad chest. She couldn’t wait to feel her nipples pressed against that hard muscle. 

Finally, he removed his boxers and freed his length. It was already hard for her, of course. Jim sat down on the couch and reached up to run his hands down Vanessa’s sides, tracing the curves of her hips before gently lowering her panties. The fabric came away damp, and it was her turn to blush.

“I guess I turn you on just as much.” Jim smiled, pressing a kiss to her stomach.

Vanessa let her eyes flutter closed; feeling those lips on her skin was exquisite. Not to mention how close they were to her folds, just an inch or two south and that warm mouth would be over her mound. The thought made her shiver. 

The anticipation was building fast now, and Jim fumbled with the condoms, pinching one out only to break it. With a curse, he opened a second, but his hands were shaking, and Vanessa couldn’t help but roll her eyes fondly. 

“Relax, Jim.” She purred, getting down on her knees and gently moving his hands out of the way. “How about we warm up first?”

Vanessa hefted up her breasts and sandwiched his cock between them while gazing right up into his eyes. Then, slowly, she pressed her tits together and began to bounce them, up and down, while squeezing the cock between. Jim groaned and leaned back on the couch, letting her titty fuck him while his hips bucked. Precum dotted his tip and slowly slipped down the shaft. It was only a single drop, but the sight of it drove Vanessa wild for reasons she couldn’t properly explain. 

She began to move faster, sliding the cock between her breasts and squeezing even tighter. Jim’s grunts began to grow more raw and desperate; he gripped the couch so tightly his knuckles turned white. Part of her wanted to stop and mount him right there, but there was something about his face that had Vanessa mesmerised. The way his mouth hung over, the sounds he was creating, the knowledge that she was the only one doing this to him, she couldn’t bring herself to stop. 

“Oh fuck! I…oh…oh fuck!” 

A spurt of warm seed splashed against her chin as Jim came; the moan bounced in her skull. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard. Jim flopped back against the couch and she slowly slid her now slick breasts off his softening cock and grabbed a nearby tissue to wipe herself clean. 

“That was…amazing.” Jim groaned. “I think I owe you something for that.”

“You’re a little soft right now.”

Vanessa tried to keep her tone light, but her pussy was burning with need. She wished she hadn't gotten so carried away, but then she smiled and slowly climbed into Jim’s lap. 

“I think I know what to get you going again, though.” She whispered, “A few moans from me will have you hard as rock, don;t you think?”

Jim was distracted by her breasts in his face, but managed a nod.

“So make me moan, Jim.”

She rose up on her knees so Jim could slip his hand between her legs. She was dripping as his finger digit parted her folds, and Vanessa felt her body shudder; she was so soft, so wet, his finger was gliding back and forth with ease. With a moan, her hips began to roll, and her clit burned as he pressed his thumb to it. 

“Yes, just there…” She shivered, “Now, tease me in circles. Oh, Yes, like that, slower…”

Jim obeyed her without question, making sure to touch her exactly as ordered. The power and pleasure flooded Vanessa, and she found her hips starting to buck faster as he went on. The pleasure was building, she could feel her whole body starting to tighten like a spring, the tension was growing so much it would snap at any moment and then:

Jim’s fingers were gone, replaced with something else. Something thick, hot and hard. His cock pressed against her clit, and Vanessa shuddered, sliding herself up and down slowly to coat him. 

“I was so close.” She moaned, “So fucking close.”

“I’ll get you there again.”

“You’d better. Give me the condoms, it can’t be that hard.”

She grabbed the packet and fiddled with the oddly stretchy plastic, cursing when one of his fingernails cut straight through as she was trying to pull it out.

“See?”

“Shut up, you’re so annoying.”

Jim huffed fondly. 

“You’re so mean to me, remind me again why I want to date you?”

“Because of this.”

Vanessa leaned over and kissed him deeply, swallowing yet another moan as she finally got the condom out and slid it down his shaft. 

“Come on.”

They stumbled to the bedroom, and she bit down on his bottom lip before soothing the pain with her tongue. Jim was so horny and under her spell it was easy for her to push him back onto the bed. He looked up at her with awe; the look made Vanessa stop and stare back. Nobody had ever looked at her with so much emotion, this wasn’t just love or lust; it was pure adoration. She could ask anything of this man, and he’d do it. Right now, though, she’d settle for him doing her. Or maybe, her doing him. 

Despite the burning need inside her, Vanessa took her time. She wanted this to be perfect and memorable. She crawled up Jim’s body, kissing and tasting his skin and committing each flavour to her memory before finally positioning herself over him. 

“Ready?”

Jim just gripped her hips and nodded, and with that, Vanessa slowly sank down. She tried to take it slow, to perfectly appreciate the feeling of her passage parting to envelop him, but it was impossible. It felt too good, too overwhelming. Before she knew it, she was fully seated on him, his tip brushing up against some deep part of her she hadn’t known existed. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight..” Jim groaned.

Vanessa couldn’t answer; her body was already moving, rising up again and then slamming down. The sensation was even better than Jim’s fingers had been, and it drove her wild. Once she started, she couldn't stop. Her whole body was bouncing; she could hear her breasts slapping as they rose and fell against her chest, and one of Jim’s hands came up to hold them, finger pressing against her sensitive nipple and eliciting a wail of pleasure. 

That pressure began to build, Vanessa could feel her body growing tight, and this time, she wasn’t letting it slip away. She rose and fell, bouncing on the cock until it hit that deep place inside her, and everything went white. A wave of pleasure crashed down on her, and she cried out, squeezing Jim tight until she felt him pulse inside her. 

They collapsed back onto the bed in a post coital daze. Their bodies still thrumming with residual pleasure. Vanessa’s legs ached from the bouncing, and her passage burned with satisfaction as she finally pulled off him and collapsed down at his side.

“Sex is more work than I thought it would be.” She laughed breathlessly. “Maybe once is enough.”

“Good, because I don’t know if I have a third one in me,” Jim replied with a smile, rolling over to kiss her. 

They two of them spooned; Jim’s chest to Vanessa’s back, with his arms encircling her, cupping her breasts. It felt oddly calming. Like this could be her new ‘normal’, curled up in bed with her lover after a bout of sex. It was all she’d wanted for so long. 

Jim’s lips were on her neck, and she shivered, letting him play with her tits. They were so oversensitive, and she couldn’t help the small gasps that escaped her. Without thinking, she raised one leg up, giving him access, and his cock began to slowly rock between her folds.

“Never mind, guess I did have one more in me.” He whispered, sliding the length against her.

All he needed to do was change his angle slightly, and that realisation made Vanessa moan. She pressed herself back against him so the tip slipped inside. Jim froze, then shuddered and slowly rolled his own hips forward. They were still spooning, but soon her was inside her, rocking gently back and forth. 

“I’m too tired.” She moaned, biting her lip, “You do the work this time.”

“Fair enough.” He laughed, slowly pulling out so Vanessa could roll onto her back. A moment later, he remounted her, sliding inside easily. It felt so good; it surprised Vanessa how nice submitting felt. Being in charge had gotten her blood pumping, but there was something so sexy about lying here with Jim pinning her down, forcing her to take all the pleasure she could. It was wonderful. Her hips rocked slightly to meet him, and soon he was pounding into her hard and fast. 

Vanessa revelled in her submission, moaning and writhing beneath Jim as he lowered a mouth to one of her nipples and sucked. His cock inside her, his mouth on her tit, it was too much. Another orgasm built and exploded out of her; shorter, but stronger than the first. 

Jim wasn't done, though, he slowed his pace and began to fuck her with shallow thrusts. Keeping the burning edge of her orgasm present before slowly building up again. It felt so good it almost hurt. This orgasm was longer and made her whimper. Vanessa let her eyes roll closed, and she rode that wave until Jim came again, this time deep inside her. 

This time, they were truly spent, in the best way. Jim flopped down right there on top of her, not even bothering to pull out for several minutes. Vanessa kissed at his jaw lazily; she didn’t have the energy for words. Instead, she curled her arms around his back and held her new love close, his head pillowed on her breast. It wasn’t how she’d imagined things going a few days ago, but she wasn’t going to complain. If anything, this was even better. 

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Epilogue incoming!