The Early Bird

Your boyfriend Stephen had always been just as lazy as you - so you were amazed when he suddenly began to get up at 5AM and go out for an early morning jog.

It began soon after he started his new job at the pharmacy, and the formerly reluctant riser became a keen exerciser and almost desperate to get up as early as possible.

He would change into a baggy tracksuit and leave the house at about 5.15 AM - returning by 8.40 AM for a shower and to begin his work. 

You wouldn't normally get up till at least 9.00 AM so by the time you even awoke he was usually seated at his desk, working from home and looking flushed from his workout.

You should have been pleased, but there was just something... off about Stephen's new hobby. Not only was it so out of character you could hardly believe it, but he didn't appear to be losing any weight or getting fitter.  

You began to wonder what he was really up to. You never saw any pics of him running, he never shared routes or talked about his new hobby. It was like he was hiding something.

You decided to wake up early one morning and sneak out to see what he was actually doing. Your alarm awoke you just as he was about to leave the house. You quickly put on baggy clothes and a hoody to hide your identity and quietly snuck out to follow your boyfriend.

Stephen walked to a nearby park and slipped into the treeline. No one was about and you had to tread carefully so not as to snap any twigs and alert him as you ghosted him through the tree-line.

You peered curiously through the branches, just out of sight as Stephen unzipped his tracksuit and discarded it.

Underneath he was dressed in tight form fitting work-out clothes - but not male clothes...

An impossibly tight pair of grey leggings were welded to his thighs - ending comically short well above his ankles. The bulge of his crotch was visible as he tugged uncomfortable at the matching clingy top tight round his chest.

Your mouth agog you watched as he unzipped a jacket pocket and pulled out a tiny vial full of some pink liquid. Very carefully he took a single drop and allowed it to fall onto his tongue.

He put the vial away and waited with an eager expectation and look of delight on his face. For a moment nothing seemed to happen, then you noticed that Stephen was changing.

His short thin brown hair was growing thicker, but turning finer and glossier. It took on volume and length, starting to slide down his shoulders as it darkened at the roots and became a magnificent dark black.

At the same time his body seemed to be shrinking, and the comical leggings began to fit better as he grew slimmer and shorter his ass pushing outwards to stretch the tight material in a new more enticing way.

You were surprised to hear Stephen groaning in pleasure, his voice a panting moan as he shivered and ran his hands over his body. He was evidently enjoying his transformation and you were shocked to see his crotch was swiftly becoming flat and his chest puffy as he stroked them with lengthened fingernails.

"Fuccccck yesssss," he hissed - his voice wavering and breaking - rising to become feminine and soft. "I fucking love this."

It was obvious now that your boyfriend was somehow becoming a woman - and it was of no surprise that his face should change too. Stubble faded away as his features became feminine with delicate eyebrows, soft skin and high cheekbones. A sulky pink mouth twitched into a smile of satisfaction as his chest finished swelling up and he cupped two firm c-cup breasts with a purr of delight.

"Yes, I missed you my babies."

The new girls voice was mean and bitchy, a slightly mischevious twang to her perfect vocalisations. Her voice was like evil syrup.

Slapping her own ass with a giggle she stretched and worked a few kinks out of her neck and shoulder muscles.

"Stephanie is back," she grinned as she easily bent down and touched her toes. 

She moved some leaves and moss out of the way to reveal a small plastic box and you watched as she took out a makeup bag and applied lipgloss and mascara. Dabbing her self with perfume she slid a pair of 

earrings in and tied her long hair back into a pony tail with a scrunchy.

Without any further preamble she carefull packed her tracksuit and left it in the box by the base of the tree, then walked through the trees back into the park.

She began to jog, humming happily to herself as she slipped a pair of white earpods in and moved effortlessly onwards like a born athlete.

Stephanie was clearly fitter than you and had soon vanished into the distance as your struggled to catch up. Gasping and sweating you ran on, till you came to a cafe near the centre of the park.

Stephanie was sat with a handsome man, also clearly out for a morning run. The two of them were drinking espresso and Stephanie's hands were all over his body. A wedding band glinted on his finger.

She bit her lip playfully and flirtatiously played with her hair which she had untied. You noticed she had unzipped her top so that her firm rounded breasts, bigger and perter than yours were clearly on display. The mans eyes strayed often to them.

You couldn't make out what they were saying, but you could hardly believe the betrayal as Stephanie rose and with a wicked grin made her way to the toilet cubicles at the back of the cafe. 

Moments later the man followed.

Panting, you lurched over then carefully crept round to the back. It was still quiet - no one else around. A wooden privacy screen had been erected to shield the cubicles from view and around the back of them you heard a furtive rustle.

Creeping close, you found a gap in the wood and peered through. 

On her knees... her pretty head bobbing back and forwards, knelt Stephanie. Her pink lips were wrapped round the mans throbbing cock, her top now fully unzipped and her tits hanging out as she sucked him off. She moaned and sucked, using one hand on the base of his cock to keep it at mouth height and her tongue and lips to work the tip.

"Fuck Steph... this is insane. What if we get caught."

Stephanie laughed, pulling her lips off with a pop and looking up at her lover with a leer. "No one is going to catch us. You know you want this. You're super hard this morning. In fact - you're so hard, today I want you inside me."

Standing up Stephanie turned round and wiggled her ass. Laughing she slowly pulled down her tight leggings, cooing slightly as they pulled down to reveal her round white ass and perfect butt. Wiggling it enticingly you were shocked to see she was wearing a tiny thong, which she slid to one side to reveal her glistening pussy.

You nearly yelled out in fright as Stephanie's face was suddenly pushed close to your own, but she wasn't looking through the wooden screen as he lover pushed her up against it and slowly pushed his big dick deep inside her.

"Fuckkk how are you so tight?" he gasped. 

Stephanie didn't answer, her mouth open in an obscene moan of pleasure her eyes rolled up into her head as he began to pound her.

Wet slaps filled the air and the lovers grunted and groaned... the man reaching under Stephanie to grope her tits and make her squeal in pleasure.

"Yessss fuck me baby," she gasped and squealed. 

The wedding ring on the mans hand glinted where he gripped Stephanie's hair as he used it to pull her head back and fuck her harder. He pounded her, harder and faster till she began to scream in pleasure... using her hand to muffle her orgasm so the cafe owner wouldn't hear.

With a groan the man began to shake and you realised he was also cumming. Stephanie grinned and giggled as he filled her up and she squirmed pleasurably.

"Mmmmh oh yes... the early bird really DOES get the worm."

Staggering away as the rutting couple began to sort themselves out, tears in your eyes you hurried home in a state of shock.

You stopped only once to turn and watch. Stephanie and her lover emerged one by one from the toilets, their clothes rearranged. They chatted and then waving at each other began to jog in different directions.

Your mind was aflame with questions as you staggered home. How was this even possible? What was that pink stuff and what were you going to do?

You needed time to think, you needed to figure this out. In a panic you quickly disrobed and climbed into bed.

You lay in the darkness till an hour later you heard the door open and someone walk in. They went upstairs, straight into the shower and soon after you heard them come out.

Slipping out of bed you went into the corridor nervously. Your heart hammered as you saw it was Stephen - half naked in a towel. He was freshly scrubbed and clean. Any signs of sex or makeup erased. 

"Oh, morning," he grinned. "You're up early."

"You know what they say," you stuttered. "The early bird catches the worm."

His eyes narrowed slightly. "Are you... okay?"

"Yes... I just had a really weird dream. I might go back to bed."

You walked away - unable to process what was happening. Had it all been some dream? Worst of all - why did you suddenly feel so turned on by the whole thing.

The thought of your boyfriend as some pretty little slut cheating on you and seducing married men... it was making you horny.

Climbing back into bed, you closed your eyes. Tomorrow you would watch again. Tomorrow you would follow Steph and find out the truth.

Turns out you had just become an early bird too.