The first thing I could feel, was a heavy weight pressing on my chest. Her large breasts were trying to fill out there, and form on my chest! My flesh was being pulled and tugged, making to change to match her shape. My shoulders were squeezing down to a smaller size, my torso being forced to become the smaller shape of hers. Already my nipples had expanded out to match the size of hers, and the mounds of her breasts were trying to build up underneath them. I could feel it happening, and I could see it, but I was powerless to stop it. She was making me become her.

And between my legs, there was a huge pressure on me. She was trying to push my cock back inside me, and reshape me to be like her down there too. I could feel my internal organs being rearranged, becoming *hers*. I was hard and stiff, but it felt like twenty tons of pressure pushing on me, pushing it back inside me. My balls were shrinking too, and starting to pull back up into me as well. She was turning me into a woman!

And that wasn't to mention what she was doing to my head. She was pushing me down, holding me back, and impressing her will upon me. What I wanted or thought didn't matter; only what *she* wanted, and what she thought. Her thoughts overrode mine. And once she put thoughts into my head, they stayed there. I was starting to lose my own voice, and starting to think only in hers.

I knew that wanted a man. No! She was making me feel that! That wasn't me!

"Don't make me think that!" I yelled, but she didn't react. I felt my body starting to change even faster now, rapidly conforming to *her* shape. I was going to become *her*! I had to get away. I had to get away from her before it was too late!

"Get out of my mind!" I yelled, as I started to run, to get away from her. But as I ran on into the night, she was still with me. She had moved completely inside of me now, and I couldn't shake her. She was part of me now, but she was changing me to become a part of her instead.

I looked down, at her boobs, almost fully formed on my chest, my flesh pushing outward to become the soft mounds of her breasts. Their shape became the same as *her* shape. I had breasts now, and they kept expanding, increasing in size. They were so full, so round. I looked at my boobs with amazement. They jiggled as I ran, because I wasn't wearing a bra.

"I really need a bra when I run like this" I thought. No! That was her thought! Don't make me think things like that! Please don't make me think like a woman!

"I am a woman" I thought, hearing *her* voice in my head, not mine anymore.

It was getting harder to tell my own thoughts from hers. Just as my body was being reshaped, making me *look* like a woman, she was reshaping my mind, making it conform to hers. Just as I was filling out the curves of her body, my thoughts were being filled out with hers. Just as my chest was expanding to become breasts, my mind was expanding, to hold her feminine thoughts. All my thoughts, all my feelings, all my emotions...they were being reshaped, until they all were *hers*.

It was getting harder to run, because I was getting shorter and smaller, and my body was drained from all the energy it took to reshape itself. I was drained. My large muscular legs were shrinking, changing to match her form. My hips were getting wider and flatter. And my butt was getting rounder and fuller. Perfectly shaped. For a woman, that is.

I brushed the long hair from my eyes, and noticed my long fingernails on my hands. From the moonlight, I could see just a little, but I was glowing with the heat from her fire. I fell down to my knees, and cupped my hands over the breasts that were getting larger and larger on my chest. I was becoming her, and I couldn't do anything about it.

I felt such an urgent need inside me, like nothing I had ever felt before. The need for sex. The need to make love. With a man. I wanted a man so badly, and I wanted one now! I needed him. Oh how I ached to have him inside me, penetrating my moist lubricated pussy.

No! I don't have a pussy! I'm a man! I reached down between my legs, but to my dismay I found that I really no longer was male. My physical transformation was complete. I *was* a woman now. She had forced my body to change completely, to become female. I *was* her now. The gorgeous woman that emerged from the fire, I was *her*. I had become a woman.

I wanted to cry. She had forced my body to change completely, and now I was a girl. She was almost done reshaping my mind. I could barely think. Her thoughts filled my head, and I couldn't hold them back. I took a deep breath, and ran my hands down the soft skin of my feminine body. I felt so pretty. I knew I was a little hottie, and that all the guys would be after me. I smiled at that thought. I was one hot women.

A woman who needed a man. I reached down into my panties, and touched myself between my legs. She had transformed my jeans into a miniskirt. My boxers were now silky panties. And my flannel shirt had become a tiny cami top, through which you would be able to clearly see the outline of my large nipples.

I let my finger into the top of my slit, and thought about having a man there with me. I got so wet so quickly! It wasn't long before I put my finger down into my vagina, and started to bring myself to orgasm. Then I did it again. And again. And again.

Oh how I loved being a woman. I was such a sexy woman. I was glad to be female. I was glad I had been born like this. It would be terrible to be a man. They were only good for one thing: to make love to us. As silly as they were, I needed one badly. I would find him, make love, then move on to the next man before he started acting stupid, like they all did. I imagined that I was with a handsome hunk, and I brought myself to orgasm yet again. I blinked the long lashes of my lustful eyes.

I was still hot from the fire within me. I fell asleep on the ground, in the throes of ecstasy from orgasm after wonderful orgasm. I had a smile on my face as my eyes closed, and I fell into the darkness of sleep.

* * *

I woke up in the morning, and looked up. A redheaded woman was there, looking down at me.

"There you are!" she said.

"Hello" I replied in my sexy sultry voice.

I looked at her. She was very pretty, very attractive. But not as hot as me. And if she thought that she was going to take a man before I got to him, well she was wrong. *I* was going to get the man, not her. *I* needed sex more than she did. She had better not try anything!

"Lets go back to camp" she said.

"Camp? Where's that?" I replied.

"This way" she said. I followed her down to where there was a couple of tents set up, and a fire pit that just had some glowing embers. There were two other girls there, a blonde and a brunette. I was far cuter than either of them, so if we found a man, I would be sure to get him. Oh how I needed someone. And I needed him now!

"I wish there was a man here" I said.

"You got that right sister" said the brunette.

"I want him to touch me like this" I said, putting my hands on my breasts.

Before you knew it, she walked up to me, and started touching me like that. She was hot, but I really wanted to make it with a man. But she got me all wet, so I started touching her back. Before you know it, we went into her tent, and made love for an hour. I went down on her, and she went down on me. It was wonderful and glorious. I never wanted it to end, but after a time, I got too sensitive, and had to make her stop.

We got dressed up again, and went out to eat some lunch.

"There isn't much food left here" said the redhead.

"We had better go then" said the blonde.

"There's a car over there. We could drive up that road. Didn't that man say there was a ranger station up there?"

"What man?" I cried, eager to find him.

"Oh, he ran away" said the brunette. "I think he's gone."

"Aw" I said, totally disappointed.

"But there will be some men at the ranger's station."

"I love a man in uniform" I said.

"Me too!" replied the blonde.

"And me!" said the brunette.

We were all excited just thinking of the men we'd meet. I got so wet that I had to go into the tent and do myself with my finger, imagining that it was *him*. Then we all got into the car, and started to drive up the road.

"Dibs!" said the redhead.

"On what?" said the brunette.

"On the first man we see!"

"No fair! *I* want him" I said.

"You'll get your turn" replied the blonde. "We'll all take turns."

"Oh good. I can hardly wait."

Just thinking of a man was getting me wet again. And with the vibration of the car on the bumpy road, well, I just had to use my finger again. From the moaning in the back seat, I could tell that they were doing themselves too.

"No fair! I've got to drive!" said the redhead.

I felt really sorry for her, so I pulled back her skirt, pulled down her panties, and went down on her as she drove. She hummed as I did her. When I got up, I had to wipe her juices off of my chin.

Suddenly, she slammed on the brakes.

"What's the matter?" said the brunette.

"Look, over there!" she said excitedly.

We all looked, and there to the left, was heaven: a boyscout camp!

"Just think of it! Cabin after cabin of horny young men."

"Never mind the ranger, lets stop here!"

We could hardly get out of the car, we were falling all over each other to rush over to the boys. We ran into one of the cabins, where we found a dozen of them sitting around reading or taking a nap.

"So," I said putting my hands on my hips, "who wants to do me first?"

"Form a line" said the redhead, taking off her top.

I got on one of the bunk beds, stripped down and spread my legs wide open, as the scout fumbled with his belt, trying to get it off. This was going to be fun, breaking him in. I just hoped he lasted long enough. But there were plenty more where he came from. And maybe the troop leader would be good. I licked my lips.

"Come on big boy," I said, "take me. I'm yours."

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