PART 2
I dreamed that I was floating on my back. There was a gentle but steady rocking motion. As the dream progressed, I seemed to feela fullness in my abdomen. The rocking motion was pleasant and so was the feeling of fullness. Slowly, I became aware of more sensations. My legs seemed to be spread apart and I could feel something probing between my legs. My eyes began to open and I saw the face of my asian masseur very close. He was moving back and forth and I could feel his body on mine. He was on top of me, sliding back and forth and, as my mind cleared, I could definitely tell that he was inside me. How could that be? He was pushing in and out where my cock was, but the feeling was a totally different sensation. I looked down and saw small, pert breasts. It all became crystal clear. My masseur was fucking me. I was a woman and I was not dreaming. I passed out. Some time later, I woke. I lay in bed with a sheet covering me, I reached down and felt my new breasts, then reached further and felt short, curly hair covering a small mound of flesh. Moving further down, I felt my finer slip into a wet, sticky crevice. I raised my hand and saw a faint smear of blood and what seemed to look like semen. Somehow I had become a woman and I had been taken and raped while I was asleep. I screamed! What happened to me? The last I remembered was being on a massage table and being rubbed all over with a very warm oil, an oil that seemed to produce a deep heat. Then a syringe shaped like a dildo was filled with the substance and it was injected into my bowels. The warmth spread throughout my body and I had dozed off. I got up from the bed and the sticky, stained sheets, walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. Incredible. This was no dream. Somehow I had become a woman and, not only that, I had been raped and robbed of my virginity by the very man I suspected was behind this bizarre turn of events. I should have been panicked. Instead, I was just amazed and depressed. It was obvious to me in the instant I looked into the mirror that my life had changed forever. I got into the shower and began to soap up my new body. I was somewhat petite, not more than five foot-four inches tall with a slender body. My light brown hair fell to just below my shoulders. I was no raving beauty but I was attractive. I guess the most accurate word would be "cute". I dried myself, walked back into the bedroom and went to the door on the bedroom. It was locked. Great! Oddly, I didn't panic at the thought of being locked into a bedroom, naked. It wasn't nearly as surprising as waking up in a different body and having someone's cock invading me. I stood at the door for a while, then walked over to the bed and tore the soiled sheets off. I found some clean bedding on the bottom drawer of a dresser, re-made the bed and climbed in to consider my fate.My former self, identity, everything, was gone. I was a nameless female locked into a room. Suddenly a key turned in the lock, the door swung open and two middle-aged asian men walked into the room. They came to each side of the bed and began taking off their clothes. When they stood naked, the climbed under the covers and began to fondle me. All the time, they had not said a word. One began playing with my breasts and sucking on my nipples, the other was rubbing his hand along my thigh and I began to get aroused despite myself. I might add that I hadn't said a word either, just laid there, half in amazement at this silent tableau. The man who had been rubbing my thigh straddled my chest, forced my mouth open and pushed in his penis. It was half hard and not very large, but I suddenly began to suck on it as if this entire scene was completely ordinary. As he attained a full erection, he began fucking my mouth, pushing his penis as far in as he could. With a little cry, he came in my mouth and I began to swallow what seemed to me to be a large amount of cum. He climbed off, put his clothes on and left the room. The other man had worked his way down to my no-longer virgin pussy and was licking it like an ice cream cone. I could tell I was very wet because he had no trouble entering me after pushing my legs apart. He began to slow-fuck me with a rhythm that was almost hypnotic. It lasted for nearly a half hour before I felt his cock engorge and spew his semen into my body. He held me down with his own body and only arose when his cock was complete soft and empty. He also got up, dressed, bowed and left the room, turning the key in the lock. I lay there full of cum, exhausted and almost in a state of shock.
END OF PART TWO