Message-ID: <4303eli$9709222241@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: The Bear Subject: Story "My Nipples Explode with Delight" Spam Title - Bear's 3rd Entry Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii X-Complaints-To: usenet@io.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <3426F291.6FD7@NOSPAM.io.com> The title "My Nipples Explode With Delight" was Malinov's example of an inspirational spam title when he suggested the spam-titled-stories contest. I don't think anyone has used that title for a story (yet - see below) but it hung around in the subject line for discussions of this contest. After two entries already, I hadn't really intended to do any more spam-title stories - I have enough work cleaning up and editing some of my own past work to where I'm willing to share them for public consumption - but this morning I got an email from Jackie expressing interest in the subject of exploding nips - so here is a story based on that title. This one's for you, Jackie. ****************************** "My Nipples Explode With Delight" by The Bear (spam title - date unknown) I don't know what got me into the damned experiment in the first place - I certainly never had any desire to become a woman, not unless it was buried so deep in my subconscious that even dynamite wouldn't get it out. Well, I guess I do know a couple of factors in the decision: (1) they promised me that it was easily reversible; (2) they promised me that it woud be totally painless; (3) they promised me that no one outside the experimental team would ever know; (4) they promised me $2000 for about a week's work; and (5) Debra, one of the lab assistants, promised me the best blowjob of my life as soon as the experiment was done and my "equipment" was back to normal. OK, so I agreed to try their chemical regimen for converting a man's body into a woman's body, then back again. I think it was the offer of a blowjob that cinched it for me - that Debra had a way of licking her lips when she made the offer that triggered an instant hard-on right then. Moral - never make important decisions about medical experimentation when you have a woody, because your dick and balls take over and your brain never gets a chance. The key to their process, they told me, was that instead of trying one serum to convert the whole body all at once, they had a series of individual formulae targetted at specific parts and systems of the body, so that by the end of the week when I had taken the complete series, my whole body would be completely converted. The first day, Monday, they gave me a shot of stuff that was supposed to not only enlarge my breasts, but also convert the latent mammary glands to full function, so that I would have genuine, working female breasts. The same shot would also start the enhancement of fat production in certain areas of the body to start giving me a smooth, rounded female figure. That was it for Monday - they gave me the shot and I went home to watch TV and read and occasionally make a trip to the mirror to see if anything visible was happening. I couldn't see anything, but I wasn't sure exactly how big my tits were supposed to get from this first shot - would I be flat-chested or built like Chloe Vevrier? I went back to the clinic on Tuesday, and they checked me over and took some blood samples, then gave me the next shot. They didn't have much to say about my progress, but I overheard some comments that suggested that they were expecting a little more to have happened by now. I went back home to await further, umm, developments. Back to the clinic on Wednesday - still no progress that I could detect. They took measurements and blood samples again, and asked me to stick around while they did some lab work. I sat in a small unoccupied office, reading some magazines they had provided. There was still no word by lunchtime, just the office receptionist coming by to ask what I would like from the deli down the street. Finally around 3:00 PM they came to tell me that it wasn't working the way they expected. Dave (the project manager) and Debra (the lab tech I mentioned earlier, the one with the luscious lips) told me that their test showed that there was plenty of their serum in my blood stream, but it just wasn't doing what it was supposed to do. They thought that an increased blood level in certain hormones might trigger the chemicals. I expected another shot to supply the needed hormones, but they told me that the particular hormones the wanted were not readily available in their lab, but could easily be produced by my own body if I were sexually stimulated. In short, they wanted me to jerk off to see if the rush of hormones would start their serum to working. I shrugged and agreed, and they left the room. I was just starting to unzip my pants when there was a knock at the door and Debra came in, bearing several magazines that were quite different in subject matter from the stuff I had been reading all day. Judging these books by their covers, they were all full-color hardcore porno mags, full of pictures of people fucking and sucking in various combinations. Debra waited while I shuffled through them, and I noticed that she'd even brought a magazine full of gay male sex - I made a point of handing that one back to her, and told her that the others would do just fine. I picked one with a slick cover featuring a busty blonde sucking one guy's cock while another guy fucked her doggy-style, and headed for my chair to sit down and get to work. Debra left the room. The magazine actually turned out to be as hot as its cover, and I had no problem achieving the required erection, but no matter how much I stroked I couldn't hit that orgasmic peak. I did notice that my nipples felt more sensitive than usual, and I wondered if that meant the serum was starting to work. I rubbed my right nipple with my left hand (the right hand being busy elsewhere) to see if it felt any different. I couldn't detect any physical change, but the touch felt good, so I kept on doing it. Eventually I got up from the chair and opened several of the magazines on the desk, giving me a montage of varying sexual scenes to look at all at once, then stood over the desk with my left hand still stroking my nipples while my right hand pulled my pecker. I was starting to feel pretty hot, so I took off my shirt and pants and stood there in my boxer shorts. My dick actually started to get sore, and I wished I had some lotion or hand-soap, but I wasn't getting any closer to coming. Debra's knock at the door startled me, but I tucked my cock back into my boxers and let her into the small room. She looked around, and sniffed the air. She looked directly at the tent that my throbbing prick made under my boxers, and smiled. "Still no results, huh?" she asked, knowing the answer full well. "Nope," I replied. "I'm getting kind of a strange feeling in my nipples, a pleasant feeling actually, but no apparent growth. You know, I don't know if it is these chemicals or just this room or what, but I am having a really hard time coming. I mean, I should have been able to blow my wad by now with no problem, but I can't seem to get over the top." "Hmmm, let me see." Debra approached and I let her touch my nipples. I squirmed slightly at the intensity of the stimulation I felt, and she noticed. "You like it when I do that?" she asked. "You bet," I responded. "Feels kind of strange, but nice." "Let me try something," she said. "If you don't mind, why don't you start masturbating again while I stimulate your nipples, and we'll see what happens?" I pulled out my dick and made sure she got a good look at it, then started stroking. She teased both my nipples with her fingers, then started pinching them very gently, then surprised me by leaning over to lick first one and then the other. "Wow, that's great!" I exclaimed as she sucked my left nipple into her mouth and tongued it wetly. She stopped long enough to ask if I'd ever had my nipples sucked before, then went back to it. "Sure," I answered. "I used to have a girlfriend that liked to play a game where we did everything the same to each other - she'd touch and suck my nipples while I did that to her, then we'd sixty-nine so she could suck my prick while I licked her pussy, then of course we'd fuck . . . anyway, it felt good then, but nothing like the way it feels today. This is *way* different." We continued on, and it felt really great, then I began to notice a swelling sensation in my nipples and asked her if my breast area seemed to be growing any. She checked and said that it was not, as far as she could detect, but that we should keep going and see what would happen. I mentioned to Debra that my cock was getting a little bit raw from the extended hand-job, and asked if they had any kind of lubricant available. She grinned. "I have a better idea. Let's see if we can try a different stimulation to push you on over into an orgasm." She sank to her knees in front of me and I didn't have to be Einstein to figure out what her "better idea" was, and I concurred wholeheartedly. I gladly released my cock to her grasp and took over the nipple-teasing myself. She first licked up and down my shaft, which would have felt good anytime but was especially nice right now, soothing the irritation caused by half an hour of jacking myself off. She ran her tongue up and down and around, teasing me from my balls to the tip of my prick, and the pleasurable sensation in my nipples got better and better. Then she opened her mouth and took in the fat head of my cock, sucking it like a popsicle. I couldn't decide which part of me was feeling the best, my cock or my nipples, but I told Debra we were definitely on the uphill slope toward a big bang. She just nodded, then kept on nodding as she opened her mouth wider to take in more of my cock with each bob of her head. I was panting with exertion as I licked my fingers and rubbed them across my nips - the sensation of heat and fullness and impending orgasm was just as strong in my nipples as it was in my cock, which was pretty damn strong indeed. "Almost there, almost there," I panted hoarsely, and Debra went to sucking on the upper half of my dick only, while her hands stroked the lower part, lubricated with her saliva. My cock was throbbing, my nipples were throbbing, and I just felt very damn good all over. "Oh God, yes, I'm almost there, I'm gonna come, get ready for jizz!" Debra didn't pull back at all, but just sucked harder as the first blast of semen shot out of my prick and into her waiting mouth . . . and then my nipples exploded. ****************************** Well, gee, that was fun. I never expected to write a transgender story - not that I have anything against TG stories, but they just aren't really my thing. Working from this title, however, this was the first thing that came to mind. So now if anyoine ever asks me for a TG story, I can pull this one out of the bin and hand it over. (Although is this really a TG story if the serum didn't really work, and the hero got nothing but some expensive surgery to repair his exploded nipples?) 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