Pretty much every person I had ever spoken to said that college was the perfect time to try new things and really find yourself. Never one to turn down good advice; since arriving earlier in the year, I'd thrown myself into student life, living it up at night and working hard during the day. Of course, my parents had no idea that I was burning through my allowance and doing lots of things they would never approve of, but I was desperate to try it all. Drugs, sex, drink and crazy parties had become my life and I loved it.
In my wicked endeavours I was fortunate to have an amazing partner-in-crime. My flat-mate Brandon and I were the perfect partnership - hitting the bars and clubs and fast becoming known as the guys who were always down to party. We had a nice little flat in the centre of town, near enough to the University to get to lectures on time, but also a great place to crash after an all night bender. As we got to the end of the academic year, I was looking forward to having the place to ourselves over August and just being able to chill out and relax with Brandon, with no pressure of academia to get in the way of our fun.
And I had lots of fun planned. As part of my medical studies, I'd made friends with some chemists who could hook us up with whatever drugs we wanted - so I was our groups little supplier and I intended to get us off our faces this summer. But then, whilst trying to score some E's one night, my dealer told me about another top-secret drug he only had for his most discerning customers - The Elixir - and I was immediately hooked on the idea.
I listened a little incredulously at first as he explained that the drug would turn me into a girl and flip my gender, but eventually he convinced me it was the real deal. He described it as the ultimate high - the ability to experience life as the other sex. The drug would make me physically beautiful, but it would also alter my personality and allow me to think, feel and act like I had always been a woman. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I was desperate to try it. Luckily, I had enough money that I could buy enough Elixir to get me through the whole summer, but only if I didn't share it with anyone.
It was at that moment that a plan formed in my head. Becoming a woman would only be fun if no one else knew and everyone treated me like I had always been a girl. There was no way that Brandon could find out and I also had to find a way to make my family ignore me so I could concentrate on being a girl. I could be female all Summer long, then turn back in September ready to go back to college. I just needed a convincing reason and I had it!
My genius idea was to tell everyone I was going away for the whole of August on a holiday abroad. I could research a destination and then I would use social media to post some bullshit photos and comments to make it look like I was there. In the meantime, I would convince Brandon that in my absence I had let my hot younger sister Ashley stay in the flat I had paid for. He would have no choice but to let her stay, and it would explain why she had so few clothes and things. It was the perfect set-up to let me try femininity with no problems.
Brandon was pretty pissed off when I told him I wasn't going to be around for the Summer after all and was instead going abroad. He got even more annoyed when I told him my 'sister' would be staying as my Mum and Dad were redecorating our home and she needed somewhere to crash for a month.
"Dude, I don't want some chick hanging around here cramping my style, you have got to be kidding me! You never even told me you had a sister, I thought you were an only child."
Brandon clearly wasn't keen on the idea, but in the end I didn't really leave him any choice. I packed and prepared like I would for any real holiday, then on the designated day I put my cases in the hall and prepared to go through with my deception. Waving goodbye to my glum friend, I took my suitcase round the corner where my car was waiting. Opening the trunk I put my suitcase inside and pulled out the girly suitcase I had prepared earlier that week. I'd deliberately parked my car in a deserted alleyway, and now climbing into the back seat I looked around to check no one was watching and swallowed my first vial of Elixir.
It tasted sweet... so damn sweet and I groaned as my body began to itch and burn and a delicious feeling throbbed through me. I could feel myself transforming as my Adam's apple retracted and I moaned in a sultry voice as my hair lengthened and my fingernails pushed out.
"Ohhhh fuck, this really is the best high," I gasped orgasmically as my stiffening dick suddenly began to shrink and suck between my legs. I grunted in surprised pleasure as my shirt tightened and buttons began to burst off as a huge pair of firm, round, breasts sprouted from my previously flat chest. "Oh my Gawd, I have massive boobs," I moaned, grabbing them in my hands and squeezing. Mmmmh, they felt kinda good. My face itched as it changed and I felt my ass push and soften out slightly as my insides churned and the transformation completed itself.
It had felt like hours, but the process must have been only mere seconds. Feeling my soft skin and long hair in wonder, I already wanted to check myself out, but I didn't have time. Ripping off my old baggy clothes I changed quickly into the girls leggings and pink hoodie I'd prepared earlier. "Wow, this is weird," I gasped pushing my feet into girls Converse shoes and staggering out of my car. Grabbing my case I trundled it around the corner and knocked on the door to see Brandon's disapproving looking face.
"You must be Ashley... come on in... I suppose you better make yourself at home, just stay away from all my stuff will you."
I giggled at Brandon's irritation and I also blushed slightly as I walked past and felt his eyes drink in my tits and my ass. My secret stay-cation had just begun...
At first it was weird being in my own flat as a girl, but as the first week went past - I started to get used to it. I had plenty to keep me busy - normal girl stuff, but also some kinky shit too. Of course, now I was a woman I couldn't stop myself from being turned on. In fact - I masturbated like crazy. As you'd expect, I spent my first night as a girl, mere hours after transforming, lying in my bed with a massive grin on my face as I played with my new pussy and squirted all over my sheets. It felt so weird, yet so good to have my fingers inside me. My big tits felt so good to touch and I had to stifle my moans and gasps as I cummed repeatedly and squealed like a little slut. It made me crave more and I was acutely aware that my thoughts, which would normally turn to girls whilst I jerked off, were instead dwelling on men. It seemed the Elixir was acting pretty fast to switch not only my physical appearance, but my very sense of identity. I ended the night ordering a couple of sex-toys from Amazon. I couldn't wait to try them when they arrived... but in the meantime, my fingers would do just fine.
From then on, it was girly action all the way. I spent the first day shopping - hitting the mall and trying to find clothes to wear. As a boy I hated shopping, but now I was pretty and had an amazing body, it was actually fun to try things on. As always - the internet proved to be invaluable in researching what to wear. I had no idea there were so many YouTube video tutorials, blogs and magazines for girls online. I soon had shopping bags loaded with tops, shorts and most importantly bras and panties. I couldn't resist the temptation to pop into a sexy lingerie shop and buy myself a full matching lingerie set and stockings. I was maxing out my credit card, but it was too fun too stop.
Deciding to commit fully to my new feminine side, I even got myself a hair and nails appointment. I had always wondered what it was like in a Nail bar or a women's hairdressers - and pretty soon I knew as I got my first ever French manicure and my roots done. I had to admit, I looked fucking sexy as I examined myself in the mirror and grinned. Sure - not all girls were hyper-feminine, but seeing as I had the opportunity to be so, I decided I would be. It was gonna be tight tops, pink clothes and high heels for me all the way. If only I could master them of course...
With that in mind, the next day I taught myself to do makeup. To prep, I spent most of the day in my bedroom, watching YouTube videos and slowly going through the big bag of makeup I'd bought from the drug store. It was bewildering at first, and my first couple of attempts made me look like a clown... but gradually I started to get the hang of foundation, moisturiser, eye-shadow, bronzer and even techniques like contouring. All the time I did this, I wore my new high heels and clopped round my room. They wrecked my feet and were damn painful at first, but with a little resilience and some blister plasters, I had soon got used to walking in them and I loved how they looked.
All that week I kept practicing and shopping as I added more gear to my growing collection of makeup and clothes - relaxing and settling into my new body and creating my backstory as a girl. Each day I'd drink a vial of Elixir to maintain my transformation and everytime I did, the sweet rush would flow through me and make me so fucking wet and horny I had to cum almost straight away. Luckily by now my new dildo and vibrator had arrived and I'd get straight to work, lying in bed and vibrating my clit as I plunged the dildo between my legs and cummed so hard I thought I'd gone to heaven. Yep, there was nothing like the feeling of drinking the Elixir and being supercharged with sluttiness for a bit... my dealer had been right, this was the ultimate drug, I was loving every moment.
Funnily enough, it was in one of those hyper-horny moments that I was brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed one night when Brandon suddenly sauntered into the bathroom as I'd forgotten to lock the door. It was force of habit really that had made me leave it open. You see, me and Brandon usually didn't care when it was only the two of us, but now I was Ashley, it was a slightly different situation. Dressed only in a towel, Brandon cursed as he saw me and he blushed with embarrassment.
"For fucks sake Ashley - you left the door open AGAIN! You're so annoying, your brother is such a douche for dumping you with me so I can't enjoy my Summer. Every time I turn around you're moping around on your phone watching those dumb clothing try ons, or endlessly clopping about in those heels. I wanna take a fucking shower, so will you get the fuck out of here and give me some peace?"
"Jesus Brandon, you don't need to be such a fucking asshole," I spat, as I turned regally and coolly walked off. What a dick! Brandon had been like this since I'd arrived. Why was he being so mean all the time? For a moment I felt real anger at my former buddies appalling behaviour towards me, but then some weird thoughts started to cross my mind. Maybe there was more going on here than met the eye?
Yes! There was something strange about Brandon's aggressiveness towards me. I had felt it from the first moment we had met. He was pretending to hate me... to not want me here, but there was almost a weird magnetic pull towards him. When he looked at me I could feel something there. It was then I realised what was happening in a flash of feminine intuition. Brandon fancied me! He wanted to fuck me... well of course he did! After all I was a super hot girl walking around his home in tight clothes looking like a slut half the time. He had probably heard me moaning at night too. The only thing stopping him was that he thought I was his best-friends sister. He was trying not to go anywhere near me to honour our friendship... awwww, that was so sweet.
As I thought about Brandon and fucking, I began to get horny. The recent vial of Elixir I'd taken had made me turned on anyway, but now I knew Brandon wanted to ride me - it was getting worse. My thoughts turned to his half-naked body - he sure had an impressive physique. He was kinda cute and hot... ohhh yeah, I was getting so wet thinking about it.
"Oh fuck, I think I fancy my best-mate," I whispered to myself. It seemed wrong to think it, but it was also turning me on. I fancied my friend!
"But why not? Why shouldn't I crush on him? I'm a girl now and I've been one for over a week. I'm just feeling what any hot blooded girl would with a guy she has a crush on. Wow, this is weird!"
It was all happening so fast, but naughty thoughts had begun to cross my mind. I couldn't seem to stop myself. Going into my room, I pulled open the wardrobe to find the slutty lingerie I'd bought at the start of the week. I fully knew what I was doing as I started to strip and put it on. I knew that somewhere, somehow I'd made a decision. I was going to make Brandon fuck me and I was gonna learn how it felt to get fucked by a real cock.
"Shit, I can't believe I'm gonna do this," I giggled feeling light headed as I did my makeup as quickly as I could. Brandon wouldn't be much longer in the shower and I wanted to be ready for him when he came out.
Made up to the nines, feeling super sexy in my new outfit I walked into his room, and sat on his bed. My heart was in my mouth as I considered what I was about to do. There would be no going back. Once Brandon got in here, he would realise I wanted to fuck him. We would make love and I would lose my female virginity.
I couldn't wait...
"Ashley, what the fuck are you doing in my room.... woah, what are you wearing?" gasped Brandon as he suddenly walked in to find me waiting and he drank in my slutty body.
"Oh no... ohhhh no way. We are not doing this..."
"Why not Brandon," I purred. "My brother is away and there's no one to stop us. Don't tell me you don't wanna fuck me... I know you do."
"Ashley... I can't. You're my friends sister... you're off limit. Don't do this."
"Do what?" I giggled as I reached out and tugged his towel loose, causing it to drop down and his swelling dick to spring to attention. Wow, Brandon was certainly well hung. I was even hornier now seeing how big his dick was.
"Fuck Brandon, it's too late now... you have to fuck me, I need that cock..."
There was no argument to be had here. I needed that dick. Brandon groaned as I leant forward and swiftly took his delicious dick in my mouth. I had obviously never sucked a cock before, but since transforming I'd thought about how I would do it and watched plenty of porn. The trick seemed to be to suck, lick and stroke at the same time whilst keeping your throat relaxed. Having my slutty lips wrapped round a salty cock sure felt strange, but also a massive turn on. I wanted to be a good cock-sucker for Brandon, so I concentrated and sucked as I bobbed my head up and down and I felt him gather my hair up to help.
"Fuck Ashley, that feels so good. Oh shit, we shouldn't be doing this... ahhhhhhh, ohhhh yeah."
I popped his dick out of my mouth, feeling so nervous about what I was about to do. "Brandon... will you fuck me? Please, I want it bad."
I had always wondered what it must feel like for the porn-stars I had watched being bent over and fucked doggy in their videos. At last - I knew. Brandon was only too happy to flip me around and accept the offer of my tight virgin pussy. I whimpered at first as he pushed his huge cock inside me, but to my relief it fit easily and I gasped and moaned as he began to fuck me with slow, powerful thrusts.
At last I was learning what it felt like to be a woman. Sex as a girl was pretty fucking amazing and I was in love with every sensation as Brandon played my new body like an instrument and I moaned like a whore.
As I cummed all over my flatmates dick and he fucked me so good, I couldn't help but grin. It was funny but I couldn't stop wondering what Brandon might say or do if I dared to tell him the truth? To be honest - I wasn't sure he'd even care anymore. Right now all that mattered to him was emptying his balls into me - his tight little cum-slut and that was exactly as it should be.
" Ohhhh yes Brandon, it feels so good. Don't stop baby. Don't stop till you've cummed deep inside me. Ahhhh, just think - we can fuck all the time now. My brother doesn't get back from holiday for weeks. Just think of all the fun we are going to have!"
This stay-cation was going to be the best holiday I had ever had and so long as Brandon never found out the truth, he could be my lover for the month.
This Elixir stuff really was the best - it almost made me wonder whether I could face going back to being a guy.
But that... was another story...
