Marc's Wish (Paid Post #4)

Marc had a terrible 2020 just like everyone else. Christmas was always something they had looked forward to, but this year after zooming in with the family everything felt so blah and lackluster. It didn't help that this was also the year they came out as gender fluid, it complicated things even more that they were assigned male but felt a more feminine lean. Their conservative parents were more confused than ever. So the family decided to really take the piss with their gifts this year.

When Marc opened up the bra and panty set, they were very surprised, but when they heard laughing over the zoom call they understood. The family hadn't given them the underwear because they were being accepting, The family thought it was hilarious to give their fem leaning son something that was designed for people assigned female at birth. So Marc's heart dropped when they heard the laughter.

Marc thought fuck it. and slipped on the gag gift the next morning They may have a masculine body, but they could at least feel  fem with the undies under the jeans, T-shirt, and sleeveless jacket.

They looked out into the snowy holiday scene outside their window and closed their eyes. I wish They thought, I wish people could see me exactly how I felt.

Marc let out a breathe and it fogged the window momentarily. They palmed the window and grabbed their stomach. “Ow!” They groaned. “Fuck! That hurts! What's going on?” Marc felt their hand smoothing up against the glass, callouses melting away, bones cracking as  fat fingers shrunk to thin slender twigs. Almost out of breath Marc look at their now feminine hand. They lifted their other hand and compared the two.  One slender sleek and undeniably female, the other broad, thick, and masculine in every way possible. Then Marc's wrist wretched back and the fingers shriveled and shrunk. Marc let out a scream of pain as the dwindling moved up their arm and hairs fell away from their forearm.

Marc's stomach wretched again and they collapsed as their legs throbbed. The muscles pumped up bigger and harder, jeans squeezing tighter, Their legs stretched out the bottom of their jeans as the fabric wrapped tighter around the calves and thighs. Marc let out a shout as the seams split their widening hips tearing through the pants, it was painful, but Marc felt oddly euphoric and erotic at the same time. They grabbed onto the shreds of the the jean fabric hanging from their legs and pulled, but nothing happened, and Marc felt their biceps pumping tighter,and strong with every attempt. So they continued to pull and yank as the biceps firmed into a tight ripped set until finally the jeans ripped away.

Marc double pumped and flexed their biceps, “Wow” they whispered. “These are amazing!  They stroked their new arms, and felt their cock twitch and throb in the joke panties the more they stroked their biceps. It was almost like they had replaced their throbbing shaft with their pumping bicep and it felt so fucking good. They even peeked down at their cock as they stroked, it stood straight up and was practically ripping through those little red undies. Marc watched it twitch and bounce as they groped their bicep, why did this turn them on so fucking much!? Their view was becoming more and more obstructed as platinum blonde hair fell into their eye line.

Marc dragged their fingers through the hair  trying to move it out of the way but it kept fall back into their eyes. As they stroked their hair they felt  the red and white checkered sleeve getting tight around their bicep and had an idea as their cock pumped with even more arousal. Marc slipped their fingers into the sleeve and yanked, hard. The mushroom head of their cock pulsed so fucking hard as Marc heard the rip of fabric, they were so incredibly horny, and hearing their clothes tear to shreds made things exponentially hotter. Marc pulled the fabric one final time as it tore away and their cock felt like it stretched an inch or two longer. FUCK they moaned to themselves. It was about to pop, and Marc couldn't take their eyes off of it as they used the fabric to tie their hair back.

Marc took their hands and stroked up and down their wide hips, they watched as their cock throbbed and grew factions of an inch ever stroke up and down their hips. It was starting to burn red, they wanted to cum so bad, but for some reason held back. Marc slipped their hands along their face as their five o'clock shadow smoothed away. Their complexion cleared as their lips plumped and their face became an immaculate form of beauty. They felt a bit of rough fabric rubbing on their cock as they looked down.

Marc's balls had shriveled to nothing and all that mass went into their shaft that throbbed more and more, it was as long as a chair leg and had the girth of a coffee mug. Their breath caught in their lungs as they marveled at it. They were trying to calm down but every intake just built pressure into their chest, They bit their soft lower lip and tried breathing through their nose, it was a calming technique they had learned, but their breathe was so shallow and rapid, they couldn't help it, this fem body, that massive shaft, they were too horny, and even though they could control their hands their every movement felt surreal and out of their control.

Their rapid breathing was coming out in whimpers, and hearing their voice raise in pitch, fuck it made things so fucking hot. Marc was breathing through clenched teeth as those whimpers became moans, and those moans became gritting grunts. Their chest seemed to expand bigger and bigger with every- no, not just seemed to, their chest actually expanded with every breath. Marc let out a fem but feral scream as the rough fabric of the green jacket squeezed tighter and tighter around their chest. The three buttons straining as Marc's tits swelled in, getting so tight until finally pop, Pop, POP! Marc squealed with every pop as the buttons bounced off his shaft. They looked down as their tits were pushing up against the shaft, but the head was poking over the red and white fabric of their short sleeve button up. Marc pulled on their hair, looking at that throbbing purple shaft, they whimpered straining breathes as the buttons in their top pulled the fabric tighter around their tits.

Marc whimpered and squealed and they became increasingly louder as their tits ballooned more and more, Their cock rubbed against the plastic buttons and they caught on the veins that had not only blood but masculinity flooding through them. “HOLY FUCK!” Marc groaned “FUCK YES! FUCK GOD MORE!” Marc twisted their body so the massive cock bounced from tit to tit, from nipple to nipple, the fabric teasing the sensitive skin that pulled so tight around the new mass that every thread of the fabric drove Marc insane. And when it mixed with the hard plastic it made it impossible for Marc to think of anything other than cumming right on the spot. But that only made those tits swell bigger until finally they ripped free and the buttons bounced from the shaft one by one in rapid succession and those huge gorgeous breasts exploded from the button up top.  Marc's cock stretched another 2 inches at that.

Marc's breathe was so heavy, so rapid, so filled with pure unadulterated lust as they grabbed onto the torn fabric and started pulling down. The seems popping as Marc groaned, “ggggrrrRRRAAAAAGGGHHH!” and the shirt ripped free from their shoulders. Their cock stretched up more until it was just out of reach of Marc's tongue. They wanted to lick it, and suck it so bad. And they might have been able to if those massive tits weren't in the way. Marc was resisting the urge to grab this throbbing member. They slid their hands down their body and pushed  on their stomach as every once of fat and masculinity was pushed into that shaft and the skin around it stretched to it's limit.

They couldn't take it anymore, Marc gripped it tight and stepped forward, one hand wrapped as much as it could be around that shaft and another hand stabilizing themselves against that window. And Marc stroked, Marc Jerk, Marc YANKED, Squeezing and pulling as tight, hard and fast as they could. Their arousal truly had driven them crazy and they had one singular goal, cum, Cum now, CUM Hard, CUM AS FUCKING HARD AS YOU CAN. Marc's hands, while small and fem, had never felt so strong around that shaft, had never moved so fast up and down that cock. Marc was sweating buckets, which just lubed up their hand to slip and slide up and down that slick rod. “Come on!” Marc said in a surprisingly high and sexy fem voice, “Fucking do it!” they screamed. Yanking harder and faster they pulled more and more. “CUM! YOU FUCKING BITCH!” Marc screamed at themselves, and they did, Hard. Buckets of hot white mess squirted from that rod like a firehouse and it absolutely coated the window and half the wall it was attached to. Marc had no idea they had a fetish for filthy talk until they gave it to themselves. The cum just exploded more and more it felt like hours even though it couldn't have been more than a couple minutes, but it was the most explosive and gyrating orgasm Marc had ever experienced.

What Marc didn't know was as they were cumming That massive shaft was shrinking, smaller and smaller, not just back to normal size, but even tinier, until it was a pert, sensitive little clit atop those sexy vagina lips that used to hold their balls.

Marc stepped back from their handiwork and looked down at their perfectly femme body. Out of breathe and checking out their huge tits and tight abs, they could not believe it. She was a woman, a full fledged woman. She stepped up to the window and ran her finger down the thick white sludge of cum on the window. She wrote M-A-R-C there. It just didn't fit her anymore, then she added as cute little “i” at the end. She smiled and held back tears as she walked back to her bedroom to find something she could put on and introduce the world to Marci.