Party Slut

No party's complete without one.

Zach was your average nerdy college student who took his classes very seriously. However, even with soaring grades, he wasn’t very happy with how his first semester was going. The thing he truly wanted—even more than good grades—was that college experience he’d always envisioned: going to crazy parties, getting wasted, and fucking horny college girls. But since he prioritized his studies so much and hardly put effort into socializing, he had little hope of ever experiencing that. 

One day, however, Zach’s luck changed. Out of nowhere, Matt, a frat boy in his chemistry class, asked if he’d like to come to a house party that night. As a scrawny, glasses-wearing freshman, Zach felt honored to even be noticed by such a masculine jock and excitedly accepted the invitation. After classes, Zach was in his dorm room struggling with what to wear to the party. He dressed himself in jeans and a white button-up, put on some cologne, and then headed out. 

………………

Arriving at the address Matt had provided, it was apparent the party was in full swing and bassy music could be heard from outside. Zach entered through the front door and was greeted with a house jam-packed with college kids partying hard. Most of the people inside were scantily clad college girls, many of which were already dancing with each other and grinding themselves on guys. Zach envied those guys but was too nervous in the unfamiliar environment to even think of approaching the girls. 

He continued to absent-mindedly ogle at the lewd women until a hand on his shoulder broke him from his trance. Turning his head, he saw it was Matt.

“Hey man! Glad you could make it,” he shouted over the loud music.

“O-Oh hey! Yeah, thank you again for inviting me,” Zach said.

Matt followed Zach’s gaze and looked at the group of girls he was staring at and smiled.

“If you're lookin' to get laid tonight, you’re gonna need some liquid courage,” Matt said with a wink and handing a Solo cup to Zach.

“Th-Thank you!” Zach stuttered as Matt walked off.

Zach looked at the clear, pink juice that was in the cup. He had only tasted alcohol a few times before, and he was not a big fan of it. But he knew if he wanted to get that college party experience, he’d have to drink the jungle juice. Taking a small sip, it tasted very fruity and a little sour with just a hint of alcohol in it. Zach really liked it.

As the night progressed, Zach had finished cupfuls of the pink drink in an effort to break out of his shell and was feeling the powerful effects of the alcohol. He had never been properly drunk before, so when his numbed body began tingling as well, he thought nothing of it. Furthermore, he was far too intoxicated to notice the subtle changes happening to his body. 

Long strands of hair fell in his vision as he found himself once again transfixed on the many sexy women who by this point were starting to get wild. Some were pressing themselves against frat boys and drunkenly making out; others were dancing topless atop a table for all to see. As he watched on in a haze, he felt himself getting aroused, yet didn’t feel the familiar stiff erection growing in his jeans. Instead, all he could feel was a wet sensation in his crotch. Thinking he had just wet himself, he panicked and went to go find the bathroom. 

While stumbling through the tight crowd of people, Zach was made aware of how much taller everyone seemed. He was sure that he wasn’t this short when he got here, but now found himself at eye-level with most of the girls he passed. Were there this many girls when he first arrived? They were everywhere! Continuing on, he walked down a hallway filled with sexual scenes. Couples were kissing and groping each other, girls were shamelessly touching themselves as they waited to be taken to a bedroom by one of the boys. The scene made Zach feel hot and the situation in his pants worsened. Suddenly, he felt a hard smack on his rear, causing him to yelp audibly in a high pitch. He looked back at the frat boy grabbing a handful of his ass and smiling at him.

"Hey, babe. Wanna grab a room together?" he said, his eyes weirdly fixated on Zach's chest.

"S-Sorry, I'm not into that," Zach said awkwardly and pulled away, leaving the guy with a disappointed expression on his face. 

Eventually, he found the bathroom and locked himself inside. Bright pink lights hummed as the loud bass thumped against the walls. Zach staggered to the toilet and unzipped his pants. He discovered his jeans had implausibly transformed into little more than a bikini bottom. He had no recollection of changing clothes and wondered how this could’ve happened. Furthermore, he found no sign of his dick. As he struggled to look down past his large chest, he saw nothing but a flat, hairless crotch under his new shorts. 

Slightly alarmed, Zach went over to the sink to look in the mirror. He found himself suddenly face to face with a beautiful blonde-haired girl wearing a see-through button-up and sunglasses with smiley faces of the lenses. But when he went to take his glasses off, the girl mimicked his movements. His eyes widened. It was his reflection. He was the girl. Swiftly stepping back, he watched the girl in the mirror lean back against the wall as he too felt the cool tile against his ass and through the back of his shirt.

Zach looked down in wonder at his new body, surprised at all the changes he hadn’t even noticed. He could see his swollen nipples poking through his thin shirt as he grabbed the two squishy masses on his chest. Taking his shirt off, he revealed the tits he had unknowingly been sprouting on his chest. Zach couldn’t deny how sexy he looked as he gawked at his new self in the mirror. He traced the outline of his body and admired the hourglass figure he now sported. Turning to the side, he drooled over at the curves his luscious tits and plump ass provided him. Pressing his breasts against the wall, he looked backwards at his butt in the mirror could understand now why some random guy had wanted to spank it. His eyes became fixed on the space between his ass cheeks and just above the gap between his creamy thighs—the small bit of fabric tightly hugging that flat surface and barely containing what lay underneath.

That feeling of wetness was ever more apparent and Zach felt warmth radiating from his crotch. Facing the mirror again, he watched his hands touch his body as he moved it sensually. His arousal grew as he watched his hands slowly glide down his tummy. His fingertips slid further down, and he could feel them contact the soft mound concealed under his booty shorts. Zach gasped in a breathy, girlish voice as his finger found the wet folds of his new sex. Finding his new clit, Zach stifled moans as he rubbed himself eagerly. His hand became instantly soaked as he indulged in the new pleasures.

The pleasures his pussy provided him were unlike anything he’d felt before. An alcohol- and lust-induced bliss came over him, and he continued masturbating in a dream-like state—completely unaware of the changes still happening to him. As his transformation came to completion, more and more of Zach’s mind was replaced with feminine thoughts and desires. Zach’s arousal reached new heights and he quickly found himself lost in sexual fantasy. Images of big, muscular men clouded his mind and excited him. Their big, juicy cocks make his mouth water. Strong urges filled his head and Zach began desperately fingering himself in search of some relief. But Zach knew exactly what he needed. What he craved. He couldn’t think of anything else. 

The new girl licked her hot juices off her fingers and donned her shirt and sunglasses as she looked in the mirror. She instinctively checked her makeup and hair, assuring she looked enticing to any man who looked her way. Looking at her titties, she was certain that they looked bigger than they were before... and she absolutely loved it. Finally, she pressed herself against the steamed mirror and gave her reflection a sloppy kiss before setting off on her quest for cock. 

Later that night...

“Holy shit, dude, how much potion did this one drink?” asked the man behind the camera. 

“She definitely drank a lot—she’s absolutely insatiable,” Matt said casually as Zach—now Zoe—rode him. “Her ass and tits are still growing, and she was literally begging me to stick it in her back door!”

The two other men laughed as they watched the desperate girl let out a chorus of moans while bouncing on Matt’s fat cock.

 

“That potion sure works wonders,” said the third observer as he stroked his cock. “Who knew nerdy freshmen could become such sex-crazed bimbos?”

“I know, right? She's riding me like she's done it her whole life. Hey Brad, make sure you get a close up on this,” Matt said as he pulled his cock out of the girl’s asshole and stood up. 

Zoe stayed on her knees submissively as Matt grabbed her hair and brought her face right next to his cock as he rapidly stroked it. She obediently opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, eagerly waiting for Matt’s hot cum. 

As he shot his load all over her face and mouth, Matt smiled as she desperately swallowed as much cum as she could before resorting to licking it off the head of his dick. 

"How does it taste?" Matt asked Zoe.

"So good," she moaned and began instinctively sucking.

"You'll fit quite nicely here. There's always a need for more party sluts," he said while Zoe sucked his shaft dry. "Would you like that?"

Zoe simply nodded and continued nursing his cock.

"Good girl. Welcome to your new life, slut."