BONUS Caption: The New Boyfriend

He was known as, “Big Rod,” and unfortunately for me, I knew why. My roommate’s full name was actually Rodríguez, but like I said, girls would usually refer to him as Big Rod. It would be night after night that I’d come home to find Rod finishing up with a new sexual conquest. I once brought up inviting my own partner over but Rod shot it down pretty fast… Something about, “Dude, don’t cock-block me like that.”

I didn’t understand what women saw in the man. Sure- he was a muscular dude, but he wasn’t really pretty—and his body was littered in tribal art. I figure women thought of him as some type of badass with a bid dick. I talked it over with my boyfriend and we decided that I should confront him about his attitude…

Rod was just sitting on the couch in his underwear bulging out when I decided to approach him. After being nice for a second I cut right to the chase, “This isn’t just your place Rodríguez, you know- and my boyfriend—he’s on his way right now—and he really wants to be able to come in sometimes- and---”

As per usual, Rod cut me off. “Dude! I’m done! I’m packin’ my shit and I’m out!” It happened so fast. I was shocked at the speed in which Rod stuffed some of his belongings into a bag before darting out. I was impressed he found the time to put pants on!

I quickly walked into our shared bedroom and looked over at his side of the room. He’d left most of the room décor, including the blankets on his bed! “You’ve gotta be kidding me! He’s gone? And he left all this crap?!”

My boyfriend, Andy, would arrive in mere moments and all I could think about was cleaning up Rod’s side of the room. I hurried over to his bed and started to bunch up all of his old sheets when a magnet-like force sucked me toward the bed. I suddenly found myself lying on my back with the ceiling in view, unable to move a limb! “Help!” It was useless, nobody could hear me. As if being frozen wasn’t enough, the fibers in Rod’s dirty bed sheets felt like they were fusing to my backside. I started to hear some sort of tribal drum that beat to the rhythm of my heart.

“HeELLp!” This time, I guess the fear in my voice made it crack. There was a strong tingle that enveloped my Adam’s apple and I swear it started to feel like it was shrinking. “HeEeLLLo? Ughh!” I sounded more and more like some kind of… chick!

“Oh my god!” I ignored the sudden feminine sound to my voice because the reality of what was happening slapped me right in the face… “I’m turning into a girl!” I mumbled as a sorta-plea to anyone who could hear. My suspicions were already being confirmed with the pressure building on my chest. Nearly each breath I took resulted in more size bubbling up on my… “Tits?”

I must’ve been under the influence of something because my sight filled with sparkles that obscured my view of certain areas of the room. By the time the abnormalities cleared up, all of my old stuff was replaced with more of Rod’s kind of stuff. Where my file organizer sat before now stood a weight rack. I knew I had to fight this as long as I could! I could feel long strands of hair growing down to my shoulders.

And then a miracle— I hear Andy enter into the apartment. He’s still out of sight so I yell out for help… “Andy-ohh, in here!” I was shocked at the violent moan that escaped my feminine lips in that very sentence. My body was twisting and curving atop the sheets into something that resembled a ‘posing porn star.’ I was utterly embarrassed as I waited for------

“Andy! Don’t come in here!” It was obviously too late. Andy came barging in. At first he jumped backward and grabbed the door in order to close it. “It’s me—It’s---” I began.

“My name- I don’t know my name.” I admitted to Andy, right there. I was still barely able to sit up on Rod’s bed. “I used to be your girlfriend.” And then it hit me! “No wait! That’s not right!” I told him. “I used to be your girl- I mean boyfriend!”

Andy just stood there with his hand attached to the door frame. His slim and slender, twink-like body was unmistakable through the white tee he wore. As he looked at the room he started to get confused. Andy went to remove his hands from the doorframe but they wouldn’t budge. “Hey- what’s going on?” I could tell he was scared. I wanted to help him but I was feeling more light-headed by the second.

What I did make out was Andy shivering. I was close enough to see goosebumps forming on his skin. His eyes were wincing shut as if he was in pain. “Andy, you have to fight whatever this is!”

“SHUT UP!” Andy roared out at me. I was just trying to help, and this was never like Andy to yell. “Oh,” is all I was able to muster out. In between copping glances of Andy, I was still dealing with the overwhelming scents of what I remembered of Rod. His bed had me all hot and bothered with it.

I continued to watch Andy barely keep upright in the doorway. There were pit stains forming on him, something that I’d never seen, ever! When he looked up at me, there was a tear rolling down his cheek. “I’m… not… going… to look at you like that.”

“That’s right, Andy! Don’t look!” Despite my plea, I could see that whatever battle was waging inside his mind was resulting in him resisting the urges to look at my new tits less and less. I thought my boyfriend might be winning but then he started to stare at me in a not-so-innocent way. I could tell that he was fixated on my breasts in a way that I’d seen straight men do.

“Andy--- please.” It was of no use. I could see his white t-shirt ripping off from his growing body. The same body art from Rod was appearing on Andy before my eyes. I knew that within minutes my boyfriend would be totally lost. “Andy, you have to fight this!”

Andy’s crotch came to a sudden life. I was horrified to see a grin on his face.

And then Andy started walking closer to me. It was then that I saw his new facial hair…

And then when he came closer I smelled a huge waft of… “Rod?” I let his name accidentally escape my lips.

“Yea baby, you down for a wild night?” Rod whispered into my ear. The shivers down my spine left my speechless as he wrapped his hand around my side-tit. My eyes darted straight for Rod’s groin as I saw a tuft of hair spill out. I realized that the guy climbing on top of me was carrying Rod’s spunk. I had become just another one of his quick conquests.