Unusual website

"Oh..." Steve sighed with a shudder when his vision finally returned and he saw something unfamiliar surroundings in front of his face. For some reason he was kneeling on something soft, leaning on his hands and knees. Something very heavy was weighing his chest down.

"Where the hell am I?!" he gasped, jerking his head around. His new long black hair swayed across his shoulders, tickling his bare skin with strands. "What the fuck?!" He yelled in suddenly hight-pitched voice. Then he reached his hands down his chest and grabbed his naked breasts. "AAAAHH!!" He squeezed soft gigantuous boobs firmly with his trembling fingers.

He was in an unfamiliar bed with colorful floral bedding beneath his pale bare knees and the soles of his soft feet. All around him were strange bedroom walls covered with paintings, framed posters, and expensive-looking furniture.

His hands flew down between his legs. They found a pink, nearly invisible, barely-there G-string covering his new feminine vagina. "What?! Why... How?! Who... What the hell?! Ah!" he groaned, slumping back and twisting around, falling backwards on his behind, staring down at his voluptuous naked chest and crotch.

Suddenly loudly voices came from somewhere nearby. "Sharon, I'm home!! What do you want for dinner?" a female voice shouted somewhere nearby.

'Sharon?!' Steve thought to himself and remembered how recently he used his computer to click on an unusual website that promised mind-bending sexual pleasure. How he choose one of its many images - the beautiful and voluptuous image of a curvy tanned woman with large breasts named Sharon.

"Knock, knock! Sharon? You there? Hello? Your damn boyfriend is here again. He's so annoying... Sharon?" the door was opened and young woman in her late twenties with a cell phone in her hand walked in. Her eyes widened as she stared at Steve.

"Hey, sister," She smirked and closed the door behind her, then crossed the room towards the bed. "You again..." She put her cell phone in her pocket, sat down next to Steve and looked him over. "Every day... Every damn day... This is ridiculous! Who have you turned into?! Some slut from a porno magazine or something."

"Who are you? Where am I?!" Steve asked nervously. He attempted to cover his large nude tits with his hand but quickly realized it was useless.

She snickered softly as she stared at him. "Are you high? Anyway, it doesn't matter, I'll be here for a minute, then you can go back to your slutty business. Just want to say hello to my annoying sister and get the keys to my apartment."

"Sister? Key? Aaaaaaahhhhh... What the fuck!? Wait... Am I... Was I?! Ahhh... I'm Sharon!" he moaned. "Computer! Where's the fucking computer!?"

"Sharon... Hmm." She rolled her eyes, "Well, this is new. Damn you and your sick boyfriend. First you have sex every morning, then in the evenings, then during lunch. Fuck. Go get dressed. Now!"

In this moment door opened again and big blond guy walked in, "Oh, baby, you ready?" he said seductively, stretching his lips in a smile. Then his gaze shifted to Sharon's sister and he frowned. "Lil', maybe you should get the fuck out?! We're kinda busy here."

She took the keys from Sharon's desk, turned, and without a glance, left the room. "Hi, Eric," she said with annoyance on her way out, "Bye, Eric. If you see Sharon, tell her to fuck off." and slammed the door shut behind her.

"Stupid bitch," Eric sighed. Then his lips curled in a big grin, "Well then, where did we leave off, beautiful?" he asked.

Steve gulped nervously, trying to cover his massive tits with his trembling arms. His eyes widened with horror when Eric stood and unzipped his jeans, took out his manhood. 'I'm in deep shit!'.