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Stress Relief [TG]
🕑 Added 2024-12-27 20:00:07 +0000 UTCCommissioned by Danio
In a world in which some people are born with the ability to change sex at will, Kane’s roommate decides a good roll in the hay is just what his stressed friend needs.
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Kane walked down the street as quickly as he could, his face buried in the scarf wrapped around his neck in an effort to keep the icy wind off his nose. It didn't help much, the winter wind was blowing hard and permeated the thin fabric of the scarf easily. If it weren't for all the Christmas lights strung up over the shop fronts, the area would look completely dismal. All the bright lights and tinsel would make him feel lighter most days, but today was not most days. Today was a shit day and all the merriment felt like salt in a wound.
“All I wanted was a few days off, how hard is that to organise?” He muttered.
He’d just knocked off for the night and watched as his colleagues all chatted excitedly about their holiday plans. They all had approved leave, and had family and friends ready to celebrate with. Kane did not. He’d been the last one to get his leave forms in, courtesy of a badly timed cold, and as a result, he’d been denied entirely. Now he had to work all through the Christmas break with only Sad Sad for company. Sad Same being the fat, lonely sad sack who didn't talk to anybody and never took holidays except when a new patch was released for World of Warcraft. Two weeks in the office with just him for company sounded like actual hell. A hell he was going to face starting tomorrow.
The lights turned red and he swore under his breath at the edge of the street, waiting for the walk signal. Kane stamped his feet, trying to stay warm while he waited and the shop window caught his eye. Mannequins, both male and female, were posed wearing the same outfits: stretchy Athleisure type outfits with a big poster standing between them.
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Kane huffed; life would be easier if he was a genderthrope; it seemed totally random which people got the gift and which didn’t. But those who had it could switch between male and female; some at will, some under specific circumstances. Kane wasn't so lucky, if he was he could transform into a hot woman and ask his boss for extra holidays and get it every time. All he’d have to do was bat his eyelashes. But of course, that wasn't an option when you were a six foot guy with a square jaw and broad shoulders. The image of him leaning over his boss’ desk and batting his eyelids just made him wince in embarrassment.
The signal finally went green and he hurried across the street and into his apartment building, and up the stairs to his room. He stopped inside and sighed in relief at the warm air; his roommate Oliver had obviously put the heater on when he got home, thank God.
“Hey, man!” Oliver grinned from the couch. “Eggnog?”
The man had the widest smile Kade had ever seen, regardless of occasion. Maybe it was how his perfect white teeth juxtaposed against his dark skin that made it seem so much brighter. Normally, it made Kade feel better, tonight it had the same effect as the cheery Christmas lights outside.
“That stuff is vile and I can’t drink, early shift tomorrow.”
“Aw man, they didn't approve your leave?”
“No.” Kane cursed, opening the fridge before slamming it closed again in frustration when he saw it was half empty. “None of it, not a single day off over the entire Christmas period.”
“That sucks.”
“Suck? That’s putting it mildly.” Kane said, furiously ripping off his scarf and tossing it on the rack by the door. “It’ll just be me and Sam for almost two weeks! Two weeks of doing six people’s worth of work between us, and Sam half asses everything anyway!”
“Okay, but-”
“So I will be working longer and harder while everybody else gets to enjoy their Christmas, it’s fucked up. Can't even scroll social media for a brain break because I'll be punched in the face by everybody having a good time except me.”
“Kane.”
“WHAT!?”
“I think you need to sit down for a bit, man.”
Olive indicated to the couch with a sympathetic smile. Kane took a deep breath, flopped down onto the seat, and groaned.
“Sorry, I lost it a bit there.”
“I noticed, but I can't blame you, you’ve been so stressed lately. I’m surprised you didn’t snap earlier.”
Kane leaned back and pinched the bridge of his nose, squeezing his eyes shut in frustration. Now the work was coming home with him; it was like a never ending ocean of crap.
“What you need is a good way to destress,” Oliver said.
“Getting drunk is probably not the best idea.”
“I wasn’t going to suggest that. I had something else in mind.”
“Hm?”
Kane opened his eyes and sat up. Oliver was still sitting next to him but he’d straightened his back and had an odd grin on his face. Kane was about to ask him to explain when his eyes were dragged down. Oliver’s chest was…growing. Two distinct mounds were beginning to press at his shirt, and with a wry smile, he flicked the top button of his shirt undone, then another. Kane could only watch with his mouth agape as cleavage began to appear, pressing at the opening of the shirt.
“You’re a…?”
“Genderthryope? Yeah.” Olive shrugged. “And I ain’t fussy about what I look like. None of that toxic masculinity shit. I am fine being a female. Especially if it means I can help a friend out.”
“H-help a friend out…?”
“Come on, Kane, a good roll in the hay is exactly what you need to get rid of this pent up stress.”
A hand crept along Kane’s thigh as he spoke, and he watched as Oliver’s fingers became more delicate with each inch they travelled.
“You’re my friend, and you’re sad.” Oliver said, “And there is one thing that is almost always going to cheer up a guy, and that’s touching boobs.”
He unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and let it fall open so that both breasts were on display as they continued to swell. Kane’s mouth opened and closed, the words refusing to come as he stared. He’d known a few genderthrope’s, but he’d never seen one change right in front of him. It was incredible watching Oliver’s nipples turn dark brown and large as his chest grew. The breasts were beautiful teardrop shapes, with smooth, dark skin that was practically begging to be touched.
“Go on, I don't mind.”
It had been months since Kane had even had a date, let alone gotten to second base. It should have felt weird, touching his roommate's chest, especially when said roommate had been male their entire relationship. Maybe it was the stress, or maybe Kane was more open minded than even he realised because he didn't hesitate to reach forward and grab a handful of tit. Oliver let his eyes flutter closed and sighed as Kane grabbed both breasts and began to knead the soft skin there, massaging them like he would a stress ball.
“You can be a little rough, it’s alright.” Oliver groaned. “I can take it.”
Kane just nodded, squeezing the breasts between his fingers and playing with the nipples.
“Oh yeah…feeling better?”
“Yeah…mind if I take things a little further?”
“Not at all.”
Oliver kept changing, his lips turned full, his eyelashes thickened and his face began to soften. His features slowly changing into a gorgeous woman with high cheekbones and a cheeky smile. His short, cropped hair began to grow out into long, wavy locks and he cracked his head to each side as his shoulders sloped. All those muscles melted away, leaving a stylish, sexy woman in their place.
“Have you always been able to do this?” Kane asked as he tweaked one of Oliver’s nipples and watched as the skin there flushed.
“All my life.”
“And it took you three years of being my roommate to offer this up?”
“Does that make you angry?”
Oliver’s eyebrows wiggled suggestively, and he thrust his chest harder against Kade’s palms, groaning when the fingers firmly grasped them.
“A little.”
“That’s alright, that’s what this is for…Oh yeah, that feels so nice.”
“You like it rough?”
“Fuck yes.”
Kade grinned and surged forward so that their lips crashed together. Oliver didn't hesitate to return the kiss and for a few moments, it was a battle for dominance. Kade reluctantly let go of one of Oliver’s tits to hold the back of his head still in place while their tongues danced. He could feel all his aggression and frustration being poured into the kiss and it felt so good. Then, Oliver yielded, letting Kade take full control. The dominance made his cock twitch in anticipation. Oliver moaned into his mouth and Kade could feel the vibration of the sound travelled down his throat and through his body.
Kade let his hands trail down Oliver’s body, taking in all the new curves he’d acquired. His ass was still growing in and he felt it getting plump right beneath his fingertips. After giving it a hard squeeze and being rewarded with a delightful moan, Kade slipped his hands under the waistband and began shimming them down.
“Here, let me.”
Oliver got up and began to slowly shake his hips from side to side. Each time making the jeans fall a little lower to reveal a black lace thong. Kade let out a bark of laughter as Oliver stepped out of the jeans entirely and threw his shirt to the floor, now topless with only the lace.
“You were prepared.”
“I went and bought them specially. I’m glad you came home when you did, they were way too tight when I had a cock.”
With that, he crawled back onto Kade’s lap, wrapping his long arms around his neck and running his hands through his hair. Those dexterous fingers massaged the knots that had formed in his shoulders over the last few weeks, all while his bust pressed against Kade’s chest. It was erotic and arousing in equal measure and he let himself relax into the sensations while reaching up to squeeze his new favourite stress balls.
He then let his hands drop back to that newly acquired ass. The lace felt rough against his fingers, so different to the smooth dark flesh beneath. He gave it a hard squeeze, and Oliver whimpered in delight. Kade felt himself smile for the first time in weeks as he pressed his mouth to Oliver’s neck.
“You really do like it rough.”
He bit down, gently at first, then harder as his hips began to rut. Olver moaned like a five-dollar whore, and Kade drank in all the sounds as he continued to tease the new woman’s body. He kissed her again, deeply and ran his tongue along those full lips; it was hard to believe Oliver had been a man only a few minutes ago.
As the kiss deepened, Oliver's hands began to roam, exploring Kade’s body and unbuttoning his shirt and belt buckle. He traced his fingers along Kade’s broad shoulders, down his chest, and then lower. Kade's breath quickened, and he felt his cock stirring in his pants, already hardening in anticipation. Breaking away from the kiss, Oliver pushed Kade back onto the couch, his eyes smouldering with desire.
"Come on Kade, let go."
Kade's heart pounded in his chest as Oliver climbed up his body. He reached down and grabbed the hard cock through his pants, stroking it gently.
"Let’s see what you can do with this."
Kade groaned, his hands gripping his roommate’s hips, He grabbed the lace panties and ripped them down. Oliver wiggled his ass enticingly before kicking them off completely and pressing his mound down against the length of Kade’s cock.
"Fuck yeah, Oliver," he grunted, his eyes rolling back slightly at the pleasure.
With a swift motion, he positioned herself above his cock, wet pussy lips parting to accommodate his thickness. Kade felt the heat as he slowly lowered himself down, taking him inch by inch.
"Oh God, you're so big," he moaned, her eyes closing in ecstasy. "Fill me up, Kade. Take what you need."
Kade didn't need to be told twice; he thrust his hips upward, driving his cock deep inside his roommate, claiming her with each powerful stroke. Oliver cried out, his nails digging into Kade’s shoulders and marking his skin. He rode him with abandon, his full breasts bouncing with each movement.
"Yes, Kade! Fuck me harder!" he demanded, voice hoarse with desire.
Kade obliged, gripping his hips hard enough that his knuckles turned white. He gripped Oliver and pulled him down onto his cock with each thrust. He loved the feeling of dominance, of taking control, and seeing Oliver's pleasure-filled face only fueled his passion. All his pent up frustration finally had an outlet and he intended to make use of it.
Oliver's moans filled the room as he neared his climax. His pussy clenched around Kade’s cock, milking him, and Kade knew he wouldn't last much longer.
“Come on then, cum for me.” He grunted, and Oliver obliged.
With a wail that put porn stars to shame, Kade felt him squeeze around his cock as he came. The sound went straight to his balls, making them tighten, but Kade refused to let this end yet. He still had plenty of anger to take out on his willing roommate.
Quickly, he wrapped his arms around Oliver, crushing their bodies together for a moment as he flipped their positions. Now he was on top and Oliver looked up at him, eyes blown and still filled with want. Kade let himself slip out just long enough to flip Oliver onto his back, positioning him over the arm of the couch before gripping his hips once more and thrusting back in doggy style.
“Oh, oooooh, oh yes!” Oliver cried.
Kade felt a side of him he’d never seen before emerge, an animalistic, primal side that was ready to rut. His hips jackhammered into Oliver, taking him hard and fast. Oliver loved every second; his babbling praise for Kade’s size turned into guttural moans as he came a second time.
"I'm gonna cum, Oliver," Kade growled, his voice raw with need.
"Yes, cum for me, Kade! Fill my pussy with your hot load!" he urged, his whole body trembling.
With a final, powerful thrust, Kade exploded inside his roommate, his cock pulsating as he emptied his pent-up frustration. Oliver screamed, a third and final orgasm crashing over him. Kade felt juices flowing around his shaft, and they collapsed onto the couch, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction. Kade's heart was still racing, but the stress that had plagued him for weeks seemed to have melted away.
Kade slumped down, lying against Oliver’s naked back and breathing heavily for a few minutes before they shuffled side by side. Oliver turned to him, eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
"Feeling better?"
Kade just chuckled.
“A lot. You were right, Oliver; this was just what I needed. I'm glad I could take my stress out on that gorgeous body of yours.”
Oliver giggled, and reached down to stroke his softening cock.
"Anytime you need to relieve some stress, you know where to find me. I'll always be here to take care of you."
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Renderdarg
Loved this one
