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Exotic Mama [Man to Asian Woman TG] - Part 3
🕑 Added 2025-06-13 21:47:01 +0000 UTCCommissioned Anonymously
After travelling to Thailand to visit his college friend, Tony finds himself in the awkward position of being transformed into his dream girl. Unable to keep their hands off each other, Tony ends up pregnant with triplets and has to come to terms with the fact that this will be his new life.
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Part 3
It took them double the time to return to Bangkok that it took to leave. Mostly because they had to keep pulling over to indulge further. Not that Toni had opened the floodgates she couldn’t stop herself, she’d tasted Jonny’s cock and she needed more. She rode him in the front seat, then again in the back. Jonny ran his hands over her hairy bush over and over, almost lovingly, stroking it like you would a pet. His hands felt so good on her body it made Toni moan from the slightest touch. At one point, they pulled over in the city outskirts just so he could plunge three fingers into her tight hole and make her wail his name.
It was like being a teenager again, totally at the whim of their bodies. When they made it back to Bangkok, the night market was in full swing. Salt still clung to Toni’s skin, and she could feel the dampness left from so many orgasms threatening to soak through her shorts.
“Maybe we should find the seller tomorrow.” She muttered. “I’m tired, and I feel like I need a shower.”
“We could go back to your hotel and shower together,” Jonny suggested, holding her close. “A nice, long, steamy shower….together.”
A shiver ran down Toni’s spine. Yes, that sounded like a much better way to spend her time.
“That sounds good, but…there is just one problem.”
“What’s that?”
“I don’t have a hotel anymore.”
Jonny blinked in confusion.
“What?”
Toni quickly explained the situation this morning while her face flushed.
“I think this version of me expected to only need a hotel room for a night…she planned on staying somewhere else after that.”
“You mean with me?”
“I think so.”
Jonny beamed from ear to ear and cupped Toni’s face.
“That’s fine by me.”
He kissed her forcefully, and Toni groaned. She felt owned, and she loved it.
“I guess we’ll have to go to the stall now then.” Jonny said, sounding slightly sad. “I suppose you’ll want to change back into a man soon.”
Toni’s stomach churned at the thought, but she forced a smile.
“Of course I want to be a man again. I only woke up as a woman this morning, so wanting to stay this way would be weird after all.” He laughed nervously.
Because that would be crazy, wouldn’t it? What sort of self-respecting man would throw away his masculinity, hell, his entire life, just because of how amazing it felt to orgasm as a woman? Or how nice it felt to be in Jonny’s arms. They walked the crowded street, but unlike last night, the crowd parted for him. His hips sashayed back and forth as he walked, letting his fat ass make room on the sides of the crowd. People’s eyes watched him with appreciation and jealousy. More than one man glared at Jonny with utter envy, and it made heat build between Toni’s legs.
An idea popped into her brain as they walked; she could just pretend not to find it. She could walk right past the little stall when they reached it and keep living like this. In this reality where she had a God tier lover, two parents and the most amazing rack in existence. She could pretend to be sad about it, then slowly come around to being a woman, using the excuse of getting to know her new mother maybe.
“Hey, are those it?” Jonny said a moment later, pointing out the exact stall.
So much for that plan.
“That’s it.” Toni forced a smile, “I almost missed it, thanks.”
They walked up, and the man behind the table grinned, holding out one of the idols as he greeted them in broken English.
“Looking for something fun? Very cool, ancient Thai tradition!”
“We’re not tourists.” Jonny replied in perfect Thai, looking annoyed, “I’ve lived here for years.”
“And I’m Thai,” Toni said.
There was a flash of annoyance; almost like a muscle memory from this Toni’s life. Of constantly being considered a foreigner in her own home just because she was biracial. Immediately, the seller’s shoulder slumped a bit and he shrugged.
“Ah, you can’t blame me for trying. Still, they’re powerful and fun.” he winked. “That whole ancient Thai tradition thing goes over great with the foreigners.”
Toni felt Jonny’s eyes slide to her, and she flushed; that had been her last night. God, how embarrassing.
“Anyway, how do these work?” She asked quickly, rummaging around his purse until she produced the tiny wooden man. “How do I change back?”
“Change back?” The shopkeeper blinked in shock before bursting into laughter.
“Yes, yes, it’s very funny, ha ha.” Jonny said, with more anger than Toni was expecting. “Look, just let my friend turn back into a man.”
“A man? You mean you weren't always a woman?”
“No! Of course not! This was a curvy lady yesterday!”
Toni thrust the tiny idol in the shopkeeper's face.
“They are supposed to find the most compatible person and give them a nudge in the right direction. The magic has never changed somebody so drastically before.” He muttered, “I thought maybe you were a lady friend annoyed about your new bust size or height. You have quite the eclectic taste, my friend.”
Jonny’s face went a colour that would have made a beet jealous, and muttered something about it not being his fault he had a thing for busty short stacks.
“Here,” The shopkeeper said, “Provided all is normal, you should wake up as your old self tomorrow.”
He handed back the little idol, with the name now altered with symbols that made no sense to Toni. He and Jonny exchanged looks.
“How do we know you’re not lying?” Jonny asked. “You’re a charlatan.”
The shopkeeper grinned and shrugged.
“What other choice is there?”
Toni opened her mouth only to shut it again; he had a point.
“If it doesn't work, I will find you, even if you never come to this market again!”
She tried to feel righteous anger, but it was just too difficult; an ember of disappointment was starting to burn in her chest. Just a single day in this body, in this life, that’s all she got. She couldn't help but be sad; she never even got a chance to get to know her new mother and father. Tomorrow, she’d be Tony the sad sack, on holiday again. It seemed like such a shame.
Toni gripped the tiny idol in her palm and resisted the urge to throw it into the crowd, never to be seen again. This was a good thing, she tried to convince herself; tomorrow, you’ll be glad you did it. Besides, Jony deserved to be with the real Toni, assuming they’d switched places or something. Or what if it was just one reality that got changed? Would everybody lose their memories of this day? Would she wake up tomorrow having still technically had sex with her friend? God, the implications and possibilities made her head spin.
“Hey, you alright?”
The hand on her shoulder made Toni jump.
Jonny was looking down at her with concern in his eyes. She hadn’t even realised she’d walked away from the stall.
“If it doesn’t work, I will do everything in my power to get you back if that’s what you want.”
Toni’s heart fluttered, Jonny really was a good guy.
“Thanks, Jonny. I was just wondering if you’re my Jonny, or if there is some parallel reality where your Toni woke up in my body.”
“Well, when we compared notes, it seems like the only thing that changed was you. So I like to think I’m still your Jonny.”
Her Jonny, something about that made her heart flutter even more.
“You don’t think I’m like some sort of creepy body snatcher?” Toni half joked, and Jonny laughed.
“Nah, all that talking we did proved you’re who you say you are, or at least, a flavour of her.” He scratched at the back of his head. “I hadn’t seen you in years anyway, I knew you wouldn’t be the quiet girl from college.”
“I was quiet?”
Toni wasn’t sure why that surprised her so much, she’d been a wallflower back when she was a guy but somehow she expected to find out this Toni had been a wild party animal.
“Yeah, you always sat at the back of class and got laser focused on the lesson, like you had something to prove.”
A smile pulled at her lips; that was true of him too. He’d been so scared when he first arrived, their college had been pricey, she’d felt like she had to prove she deserved to be there. Maybe Tony and Toni weren’t so different after all.
“Well, with that sorted, want to come back to my place for the night?” Jonny asked, before adding in a much less enthusiastic voice, “Or I could help you find another hotel.”
The hotel would be the smarter option, but Toni didn’t entertain it for a second.
“Your place sounds perfect.”
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Jonny’s house was small, one of those thin buildings that had been crammed between two others. Even the windows were long and thin, like somebody had taken a regular building and squashed it between the others like an accordion. Yet, it was surprisingly welcoming inside.
Soft carpets and bright walls covered in photographs and souvenirs. There were pictures of Jonny with friends before his move overseas and even more with the people he’d met since moving to Thailand. One frame showed him and several other well-dressed men, obviously drunk at some sort of work event.
“And they still think you're a flight risk?” Toni questioned, gently lifting the frame off the wall. “You seem pretty ingratiated to me.”
“Once a foreigner, always a foreigner.” Jonny sighed, “I love this country, it’s my country, my home, but no matter how fluent I am, or how much I fit in, I will always stand out in a crowd.”
“That is true, tall, blonde and handsome, it's hard for you not to catch people’s eye.”
“Well, you say it like it's a good thing.”
“I think it is.” Toni winked, “There is nothing wrong with a distinctive look; I should know. Then again, that’s your fault, isn’t it?”
Jonny blushed and muttered an apology, and Toni couldn’t help but giggle.
“It’s only for one more day; I don’t mind, really. Besides, I am the one who bought that stupid idol.”
Jonny smiled, but it didn't quite meet his eyes.
“I have a guest room; you can stay there, come on.”
He gathered up some spare towels and showed Toni to the room. It was smaller than the hotel room but had a homey feel. The sun had already set; in a few hours, she would turn back and be plain old Tony again. Toni turned, ready to ask if Jonny wanted to go out, maybe hit a nightclub so she could go out with a ban,g but he’d already disappeared down the hall to his own room and shut the door.
“Goodnight, I guess.”
He was acting strange all of a sudden, but Toni didn't have time to think about that as her phone buzzed and a familiar ID flashed on the screen.
“Mom, hey.”
“Darling! How did it go?”
“What do you mean?”
“What do I mean? Come on now, Toni, you travelled halfway across the world to see this man and you’re not even going to tell me if the date went well?”
Toni blushed; she could hear the curiosity burning in her mother’s voice.
“It went…well.” She replied tactfully, only for her mother to snicker.
“Very well?” She asked, voice filled with innuendo.
“Uh…” Any words she had turned into nervous, girlish giggles, which her mother echoed.
“Oh darling, I am glad you’re having fun, just stay safe!”
“Jonny wouldn’t do anything to put me in danger. He’s actually quite over-protective.”
There was a snort on the other end of the line.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”
“I…do?”
There was a pause before her mother spoke again, more seriously this time.
“Darling, you did use protection, right?”
Toni’s mouth fell open; protection. That hadn’t even crossed her mind. All of a sudden she became hyper aware of the dried cum crusting in the hair between her legs. Her silence spoke more than words could, and her mother groaned in disappointment.
“Toni! You know how fertile women in our family are! You need to be careful, please tell me it was just once.”
“It was just once.” Toni lied quickly, but something about the way her mother clicked her tongue told her she didn’t believe it.
“You need to be careful, darling.” She chided. “Make sure to test as soon as you can.”
“Of course.”
They might have talked after that, but Toni was only half-present. The blood was rushing in her ears along with words like ‘pregnant’ and ‘extremely fertile’. By the time they hung up, her heart felt ready to jump out of her chest. Even though it was impossible, she placed a hand over her stomach, feeling for any roundness despite the fact it would be impossible.
“It doesn’t matter anyway.” She told herself, “Tomorrow morning I’ll wake up male again, so even if I did somehow get pregnant, it’s not like it’ll last.”
Toni ran a hand over her curves again and sighed; they really were lovely. Now that she knew Jonny’s dream girl, maybe she could find one in a new reality. She dismissed the idea immediately; the idea of setting Jonny up with anybody made jealousy bubble in the back of her throat. Hopefully, that would be gone once she changed back, too. It would be a cruel twist of fate to be put back in her male body but still crave Jonny’s body and company.
She suddenly felt hyper-aware of the dried salt and other fluids on her inner thighs; a shower was exactly what she needed to relax and get rid of all these confusing feelings. Toni grabbed the towel from the bed and made her way down the hall. Stripping off the clothes felt almost like she was shedding her identity. It had only been a day, and yet she was sad to see the tight shorts and feminine clothes go. A turn of the handle filled the room with steam and Toni looked over her naked form in the mirror; the big breasts, the heavy ass, the bush between her legs. She was going to miss it all.
Toni perched on the edge of the bathtub, her short frame and ample bust making it a tight squeeze as she fumbled with the shower controls. She was just about to step under the spray when the bathroom door creaked open. Jonny poked his head in, his hair disheveled from running his hands through it.
“Hey, I just need to grab my—” His words died in his throat as his gaze landed on her.
His eyes darkened with desire, and she could see the bulge in his jeans growing. Her lips parted in a soft gasp, her body responding to his hunger as if it had a mind of its own.
“S-sorry.” he muttered. “I was just after a brush for my hair I uh…”
“It’s fine,” Toni said almost too quickly; she didn't want him to go. “You’ve seen me naked plenty of times today.”
“I know, I’m going to miss it. I know that’s selfish, but today has been…incredible. You’re perfect.”
Perfect. That word made Toni’s heart ache.
“Sorry, I know it's so selfish of me, but you’re literally perfect, and even though I know you deserve your life back, I can’t help but feel sad about it. Does that make me a bad person?”
Toni took a step towards him, her heart pounding in her chest, her nipples tightening under his gaze.
“No,” She whispered, “because I am going to miss it too. Today has been the best day of my life.”
And then, in an instant, he was on her, his hands roaming her body like he’d been starving for her touch. His mouth claimed hers in a kiss that was both desperate and tender, his lips moving against hers with a hunger that mirrored her own. She moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as if she could fuse their bodies together.
They stumbled backward, their lips never breaking contact, until the cool tiles of the shower pressed against her back. The water was still running, the spray cascading over them, soaking the heavy hair between her legs. Jonny’s hands slid down her waist, his fingers tracing the curve of her hips before cupping that mound. Hair poked out from between his fingers, there was too much for one palm to hold. She gasped as he cupped her, his touch firm and deliberate, his thumb brushing against her clit in a way that made her knees threaten to buckle.
“Fuck, Toni,” he muttered against her neck, his breath hot and ragged. “You’re so wet for me already. We really are made for each other.”
Her cheeks burned at his words, but she couldn’t deny the truth of them. She was dripping, her body aching for him in a way that felt almost primal. And everything about him, from the way he towered over her to the soft look in his eyes, made her ache with want. She reached down, her fingers brushing against the bulge in his jeans, and he groaned, his hips instinctively thrusting forward.
“Take these off,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. “They’re soaked.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. With quick, impatient movements, he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down his legs, kicking them aside before pressing her fully against the shower wall. His cock was thick and hard, the sight of it making her mouth water. She reached for it, her fingers wrapping around the shaft, but he caught her wrist, his eyes locking with hers.
“Not yet,” he said, his voice a rough command. “I want to savour this last time.”
Before she could respond, he was on his knees, his hands gripping her thighs as he pulled her closer. He pushed aside the thick hair, and pressed his tongue to her folds. She cried out, her head falling back against the slick tiles as he gently circled her clit with the tip of his tongue. The water sprayed down on them, mixing with her arousal as he parted her folds with his tongue, his mouth hot and insistent.
“Jonny,” she whimpered, her hands tangling in his hair as he sucked on her.. She was already teetering on the edge, her body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm. “Please, I—”
“Not yet,” he murmured against her, his words sending a jolt of anticipation through her. His fingers slipped inside, his thumb continuing to circle her clit as he thrust into her with slow, deliberate strokes. She was so close, her muscles clenching around him, but he held her there, on the brink, his mouth and hands working in perfect harmony.
“Come for me, baby,” he growled, his voice vibrating against her sensitive skin. “Let me feel you fall apart. Be loud, be wild, I want to remember this even if reality changes.”
That’s all it took. Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body shaking as she cried out his name, her walls fluttering around his fingers. Toni could feel his eyes on her, memorising every line of her face as she came for posterity. How he could see past her massive bust was a mystery. She was still gasping for breath when he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall. His cock pressed against her entrance, thick and insistent, and she reached down, and guided him inside.
“Oh yes,” Toni whimpered as he slid inside. “Yes!”
Sex was so much better in this body, God, why had she gone back to that seller, she never wanted to give this up! The water continued to rain down on them. It had started to go cold, but that didn’t matter; they were hot enough. He moved slowly at first, his hands gripping her hips as he savored the sensation of being buried inside her. But it wasn’t enough—not for either of them. She tightened her legs around him, urging him deeper, and he responded, his thrusts becoming harder, more urgent.
“Harder,” she demanded, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck me, Jonny. I need you.”
He didn’t hold back. His hips pistoned into her, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing in the small space. She met his thrusts, her body moving in sync with his, her breasts bouncing with every movement. He cupped her ass, squeezing it tight as he pressed her into the wall.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he panted, “So perfect. I can’t get enough of you.”
His words sent a fresh wave of heat through her, her walls clenching around him as she felt her second orgasm building. She was close, so close, and she could tell he was too, his thrusts becoming erratic, his body tensing. There was something else building there, something more than physical desire, but Toni couldn’t focus on that now, not while she was on the edge.
“Together,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his. “Come with me.”
He growled in response, his hips snapping forward one last time as he buried himself deep within her. His release was intense, his cock pulsing inside her as he spilled into her with a hoarse cry. All her mother’s words about protection once again flooded into her, but Toni ignored them. Toni followed him over the edge, her body shuddering as she finally finished.
For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together, their breaths mingling as the cold water splashed against their skin. Slowly, Jonny pulled out of her, his arms trembling as he held her weight. She slid down his body, her legs shaky as she stood on her own, her heart still racing. He pulled her into his arms, his lips pressing against her forehead in a tender kiss. They didn’t say anything; they didn’t need to.
Without a word, they dried themselves and went back to his room, falling into bed in an exhausted heap after a day of revelations and love-making.
Toni listened as Jonny’s breathing evened out; his heart beat against her ear. Tomorrow, this would all be gone, she wanted to savour every minute of it, but despite her best efforts, her eyes eventually fell closed and she drifted off to sleep. Jonny’s strong, warm arms held her to him.
