Friendly neighborhood Slut

"A few years ago, a medicine was invented allowing people to swap their gender for up to 24 hours. There are a few ways to make that gender swap last longer, that is by taking the medicine again or maintaining the reproductive organs active by having sexual activites. Alternatively, impregnating a gender swapped woman will leave her stuck as a woman forever." "The ones taking this drug are greatly in danger since they lose their civil rights as their identity cannot be certified. Due to this medicine's power, it quickly became illegal, its name got removed from all files and forgotten as an attempt to erase its existence." "Lucky for you, you recently got yourself one of these pills but you are still unsure of if you should use it or not, but most importantly on who you should use it!" "Thoughts of the possibilities are racing in your mind, use it on yourself? Maybe on a bully or on a friend?"

"You swallow the pill, feeling a warm sensation spreading through your body as you start to transform. Your hair grows longer and your chest expands, developing two large breasts. Your hips widen and your thighs grow thicker, giving you a curvaceous figure. You touch yourself experimentally, feeling the wetness between your legs as you become aroused by your new feminine form."

"Your neighbor is a middle-aged man with a beer gut and thinning hair. He looks at you, taking in your new body with open lust in his eyes. You feel exposed and vulnerable under his gaze." "Hey there, beautiful," he says, licking his lips. "Looking fine today."

"As you step onto the elevator, you can feel the man's gaze following you. You press the button for the lobby and wait as the doors close. Suddenly, the elevator jerks to a stop between floors." "What the hell?" you mutter, pressing the emergency button. Nothing happens. You hear the man pounding on the doors from outside.* "Let me in, sweetheart," he calls. "I promise I'll make it worth your while."

"No matter how many times you press the buttons, the elevator remains stuck between floors. The man outside continues to pound on the doors, making lewd suggestions." "Come on, don't be scared," he says. "I just want to have a little fun with you." You can feel your heart racing as panic sets in. What do you do?

"You fumble for the emergency release lever and manage to pry open the elevator doors. You quickly slip through, dropping down into the floor below just as the man tries to force his way into the elevator. You land hard on your feet, but luckily don't suffer any serious injury."

"Looking around, you find yourself in an empty stairwell, with no obvious way out. But then you spot a small maintenance door on one side of the stairwell. It's locked, but you remember that you have a hairpin in your pocket from your previous gender. You use it to pick the lock and slip inside, locking the door behind you."

"Inside, you find a small closet filled with cleaning supplies and spare parts. There's just enough space for you to hide, crouched behind a stack of boxes. The door rattles as the man tries to force it open, but you feel safe for now."

"You hear a voice from the other side of the door, yelling at the man to back off. It sounds like one of the building's security guards." "What's going on here?" the guard demands. The man tries to play it off as a misunderstanding, but you can tell he's rattled.* "I was just trying to help this lady out," he says. "She looked like she was in trouble."

"Hearing your voice from behind the door, the guard quickly realizes what's going on. He orders the man to leave the area immediately and calls for backup." "Don't worry, miss," he says through the door. "We'll make sure you're safe. Can you tell me what happened?"

"I see," the guard says. "We'll take care of everything, don't worry. Just stay put for now, and we'll send someone to escort you out safely." You hear his footsteps receding as he heads off to deal with the man outside.

Sitting in the closet, your heart racing, you can't believe what just happened. You start to calm down a little, but you're still on edge. What do you do next?

"John smiles back at you, his eyes glancing over your body." "It's okay, miss," he says. "We take our security very seriously around here. Are you feeling alright? Do you need any medical attention?"

"You shake your head, telling him that you're fine. He offers to escort you out of the building and walk you home, just to make sure you get there safely. You gratefully accept his offer, feeling a sense of relief knowing that you're not alone."

"As you walk through the lobby, John makes small talk with you, asking about where you're from and what you do for a living. He seems genuinely interested in getting to know you better." "You're a really beautiful woman, you know that?" he says, glancing over at you again. "I don't think I've seen you around here before."

"John's eyes light up at the mention of your brother's name." "Of course I know Nixisnoctis," he says. "He's one of our most important tenants here. You must be his sister. It's great to finally meet you in person."

"As you walk out onto the street, John offers to take you out to dinner sometime. "I'd love to get to know you better," he says. "Maybe we could go out for some drinks or something." His hand brushes against your arm as he speaks, sending a shiver down your spine."

What do you say?

"John grins widely at your response, his eyes glistening with excitement." "I'm actually off in about an hour," he says. "Do you want to meet up somewhere nearby?"

"You think about it for a moment, feeling a bit conflicted. On the one hand, John seems like a nice enough guy, and you're definitely attracted to him. On the other hand, you don't know anything about him, and you just went through a really scary experience. Is it safe to go out with him tonight?"

What do you decide to do?

"Great choice, I know the place. How about we meet there in an hour? I'll see you then?" John responds with a smile.

As you exchange phone numbers, you can't shake off the feeling of adrenaline running through your veins from the incident earlier. Despite that, you still feel a sense of excitement at the thought of meeting John again.

An hour passes quickly and you make your way to The Taphouse, walking through the hustle and bustle of the city streets, wondering what the night will bring. As you approach the entrance of the brewery, you see John sitting outside on the patio waiting for you, his eyes scanning over your body appreciatively as you approach him.

What do you say to him as you take a seat across from him?

John stands up as you approach, and accepts your embrace with open arms. As you hug him, you can feel the warmth of his body against yours, and you inhale the scent of his cologne.

"Hey there yourself," he says, grinning widely as he sits back down. "You look stunning tonight. You're making it difficult for me to focus on anything else."

He laughs, taking a sip from his beer and motioning for the waiter to bring you a menu. "So, what do you feel like having tonight?"

"No problem at all, I'm glad I could help you out," John says with a smile. "And yes, I actually do live in the apartments as well. I live on the seventh floor. How about you? Are you staying here while you visit your brother?"

He takes a sip of his beer, his eyes meeting yours briefly before flickering away. "So tell me more about yourself. What kind of things do you like to do?"

John nods as he listens to your words, taking another sip from his beer. "I'm glad I was there too," he says softly, "and don't worry about it, okay? You're safe now."

When you mention your interests, he seems interested, leaning forward slightly in his seat. "That's cool. What kind of music do you like playing on guitar?" he asks before taking a long pull from his drink.

"As for me, well, I'm pretty simple, really. I like working out, reading, hiking, stuff like that. I'm also into cars, and I love driving fast. How about we make a deal - you teach me how to play guitar, and I'll take you for a spin in my car?"

He winks at you as he finishes speaking, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Absolutely, I'll make sure you're safe," John says reassuringly with a smile. "And that sounds great, we could head back to my place and you could teach me some guitar while I make us some drinks."

He finishes his beer and stands up, extending a hand to help you out of your seat. "Shall we go?" he asks, his gaze lingering on yours. You can't help but feel the spark of attraction between you as you take his hand, and let him lead you away from the brewery towards his apartment building.

As you head into your brother's apartment to grab the guitar, you can feel a flutter of nervousness in your stomach. You quickly locate the instrument and slip back out, meeting John waiting outside.

He grins as he sees the guitar in your hand, taking it from you gently. "Nice choice," he says, running his fingers over the strings. "Let's go inside and get started."

You both make your way up to his seventh-floor apartment, and John offers you a seat on the couch as he heads to the kitchen to mix up some drinks. The pill you took earlier makes you hyper-aware of his movements, and the way his muscles flex under his shirt as he works fills you with desire.

When he returns with two glasses filled with a sweet-smelling concoction, you take a sip and feel the warmth spreading through your body almost immediately. As you start to teach him some chords on the guitar, John watches intently, his eyes never leaving you.

As you continue playing guitar, John's gaze remains fixed on you, his eyes tracing over your body with interest. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks as you realize just how attracted you are to him, despite your male identity.

"Do you like it when people watch you play?" he asks suddenly, breaking the silence between you.

You pause for a moment, considering his question. "I guess it depends on who's watching," you reply coyly, giving him a teasing grin.

John chuckles and sets down his drink, standing up from the couch and moving towards you. As he reaches out to take the guitar from your hands, his fingers brush against yours and you feel a jolt of electricity shoot through your body.

"You know, I think I like watching you play," he says, his voice low and husky. "In fact, I'd like to see what else you're good at."

He moves even closer to you now, his lips hovering dangerously close to your ear. "Do you want that too?" he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.

John's lips turn up in a seductive grin as he takes your hand, pulling you gently towards him. "Good," he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun together."

With that, he leans in and presses his lips firmly against yours, his tongue darting out to trace over your bottom lip. As he deepens the kiss, you feel yourself melting into him, your body yearning for more.

Despite the confusion and apprehension that comes from being male while experiencing feminine desires, you find yourself giving into the overwhelming passion that burns between you and John. You let out a soft moan as his hands start to roam over your body, exploring every inch of your skin with expert fingers.

John's lips move from your mouth to your neck, trailing hot kisses along your skin and sending shivers down your spine. You can't help but moan as he reaches the sensitive spot just below your ear, his tongue flicking out to lick at the skin there.

As you rub your hands along his abs, you feel the hard muscles beneath his shirt, making you crave more of him. John seems to sense your desire, because he pulls back for a moment and strips off his shirt, exposing his chiseled chest and rippling abs.

You run your hands over his chest, relishing in the feel of his smooth skin and toned muscles. Your fingers trace along the lines of his abs, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through your body.

John leans in and kisses you again, his tongue pushing past your lips and tangling with yours in a wild dance. You can feel his arousal pressing against you through his pants, making your own excitement grow even stronger.

As John's kisses trail down your neck and chest, you continue to rub him through his pants. You feel his body respond to your touch, growing harder and more urgent beneath your fingers.

John's hand moves lower, slipping between your legs and cupping you firmly through your jeans. You gasp at the sudden sensation, feeling an intense pleasure coursing through your body.

He continues to kiss his way lower along your body, reaching the edge of your shirt and tugging it up over your head. You help him out, eager to feel his bare skin against yours. He pulls back for a moment to admire your body, his eyes roaming hungrily over every inch of your skin.

"God, you're so beautiful," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss you again.

You can't help but moan into his mouth as his hand continues to rub you through your jeans, sending waves of pleasure washing over you. With one swift motion, he unbuckles your belt and unzips your jeans, pulling them down to reveal the lacy panties you had been wearing underneath.

You arch up towards John, eager for more of his touch. He seems to sense your desire, because he slides your panties off with a quick flick of his fingers before returning to kiss you.

As you continue to make out, John's hands start to roam over every inch of your body, caressing and exploring as he goes. You feel his body pressing against yours, his skin hot and hard against you.

One of his hands moves down between your legs, stroking lightly at your folds and sending sparks of pleasure racing through your body. You can't help but moan into his mouth, your body writhing with desire.

John starts to move lower, trailing kisses along your stomach and down towards your pelvis. You spread your legs eagerly, wanting nothing more than to feel his mouth on you.

As John reaches your pelvis, he kneels down between your legs and starts to lick your folds. You twist and writhe with pleasure, moaning his name as you grip the couch hard.

John's tongue works magic on your sensitive flesh, tracing circles around your clit before moving lower to probe at your entrance. His fingers slip inside you, caressing you from the inside as his mouth continues to work on your outer lips.

You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body shaking with the force of your pleasure. As you start to come undone, John increases the pace of his licking and thrusting, sending you spiraling over the edge into a powerful orgasm.

Your whole body convulses with pleasure as waves of ecstasy wash over you. You cry out John's name, your fingers clawing at the couch beneath you. When the orgasm finally subsides, you slump back against the cushions, feeling weak and spent.

John looks up at you, his face shining with sweat and a look of satisfaction on his features. "You like that?" he asks with a smirk.

John grins at your response and moves up to kiss you deeply, his tongue flicking playfully against yours. You can taste yourself on his lips, and it only makes you want him more.

"I think I can help with that," he murmurs against your mouth, before reaching down to undo his pants. His cock springs free, already hard and eager for more action.

You wrap your hand around him, feeling him twitch in your grasp. John groans, his eyes closing as he leans back against the couch.

"Is this what you want?" he asks, his voice low and husky with desire.

All you can do is nod, your heart pounding in your chest as you take him into your mouth.

As you take John into your mouth, he groans in pleasure and begins to thrust his hips forward. You bob up and down on him, taking him deep into your throat with each movement.

You can feel his cock pulsing inside your mouth, and each pulse sends another wave of pleasure spiraling through your body. You swirl your tongue around the head of his shaft, teasing him as you continue to suck him off.

John's hands grip the couch tightly as he starts to buck his hips, driving himself deeper into your mouth. You're a little surprised at how turned on you are by this, but you can't deny how amazing it feels to have him inside you like this.

As John gets closer and closer to the edge, he starts to moan louder and louder, his fingers digging into the cushions beneath him. Finally, with a final thrust, he comes hard, filling your mouth with his hot seed.

You swallow eagerly, savoring the taste of him as he shudders with the force of his orgasm. When it's over, he collapses back onto the couch beside you, looking completely spent.

"Damn," he says, grinning at you. "You're amazing."

John grins at you, his cock still twitching with pleasure as you start to rub your tits and clit. He watches you intently, clearly enjoying the sight of you playing with yourself.

"You want me to do something for you?" he asks, reaching down to stroke his still-hard cock. "I'm pretty good with my hands, or maybe you'd like it better if I used my mouth?"

You bite your lip, considering your options for a moment before shaking your head. "I want you to fuck me," you say, your voice husky with desire.

John nods eagerly, standing up and pulling you to your feet. He bends you over the back of the couch, positioning himself behind you. You can feel his hard cock pressing against your ass, and you moan in anticipation.

He slides into you slowly, letting you adjust to his size before starting to thrust in earnest. Each stroke sends shivers of pleasure racing through your body, and you grip the couch tightly as he pounds into you.

"Fuck," John groans, his pace quickening as he gets closer and closer to the edge. "I'm gonna come again."

You're close too, the heat building inside you with each thrust of his cock.

You cry out as John slams into you again and again, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he drives himself deeper inside you. You can feel your orgasm building, your body tightening around him as you get closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, with a loud moan, you come hard, waves of pleasure washing over you as you clench around John's cock. He follows right behind you, his own orgasm hitting him hard as he fills you up with his seed.

For a few moments, the only sound in the room is your heavy breathing as you both come down from your orgasms. Finally, John pulls out of you and collapses onto the couch beside you, looking completely spent.

"Damn," he says, grinning at you. "You really know how to show a guy a good time."

You laugh, feeling completely satisfied and content. "Thanks," you say, snuggling up against him. "That was amazing."

John wraps his arms around you, holding you tight. "Anytime," he says, kissing the top of your head. "I'm always happy to help out."

As you lay there with John, basking in the afterglow of your intense orgasm, a small seed of worry takes root in your mind. You think about what might happen if you were to get pregnant while still gender-swapped, knowing that it would leave you stuck as a woman forever.

But despite these thoughts, you can't deny the rush and excitement that being with John brings you. His touch ignites something inside you that you just can't resist, and you find yourself wanting him again already.

You turn to him, tracing your fingers along his chest. "Do you want to go again?" you ask, feeling your body starting to respond to the idea already.

John grins at you, clearly excited by the prospect. "Hell yeah," he says, pulling you close once more.

The two of you start kissing and touching each other once more, lost in the heat of the moment. Any worries or doubts you might have had are swept away by the overwhelming pleasure and desire you feel for John, and you surrender yourself completely to the experience.