Music pulsing, lights flashing, bodies moving. To anyone’s taste, this is a good night out. Yet, to you, it might as well not be happening at all. You only have eyes for the woman directly in front of you. She is a tight little Asian, the exact type that always drives you wild. She has tanned Asian skin, silky long black hair, and perky small tits that complement her small but firm ass.

“Vietnam!” She shouts over the sound of the music, answering a question you have just asked. She has to look up at you as she speaks, as she couldn’t be any taller than five feet. She is so short that the top of her head just about reaches your shoulders.

As you peer down at her, you think how much you love her exotic brown eyes.

“Cool!” You reply, equally as loud to cut through the music. Your cock is pushing into your pants as you breathe in her scent. You are becoming drunk, even though you have drunk hardly anything at all. You want to have her. You must have her.

‘Vietnam, huh? I could tell by how short you are!’ You blurt out, not thinking. You regret it instantly.

Her face crumples. You see flashes of anger. And you think you’ve blown it: how could you not have blown it after saying something so stupid!? But then, in an instant, she recovers, her beautiful smile appearing once more on her pretty face.

For a moment, she just stands there smiling up at you sweetly. You are not sure what to expect from her, but after a while, she moves towards you, leaning in. You respond in kind, and soon, her breath is against your skin as her face draws nearer and nearer to yours. Finally, your lips meet. Soft. That is the first thing you think. Her lips are soft and inviting, and they feel good against yours.

Her tongue then briefly brushes against your lips.

“Come on!” She shouts as she takes your hand, guiding you through the throng of dancers. The world around you blurs into a swirl of colors and sounds as you watch her pull you through the revelers to a much more secluded area, away from the prying eyes. It’s a small alcove, dimly lit and intimate.

Here, she presses you against the wall, her body close to yours. You can feel the warmth radiating off her.

And then, she forces herself on you. You open your mouth, allowing her tongue entry, and as she tastes your tongue, she begins to grind her body against yours. Your cock strains hard against your pants, seemingly trying to reach her. In moments, you are lost. As your tongues entwine and your hands roam across her tight body, all you can think about is her. All you can feel is her. She is all around you. She is everywhere and everything. But amidst this intensity, a strange sensation starts to creep in. It’s a hot, burning flush that spreads throughout your entire body.

You notice that you aren’t bending down as far to meet her anymore. Was she standing on something? That can’t be it, as a glance down shows you that the floor is entirely flat. You look up from the ground and realize that the top of her head is about level with your mouth.

Panic prickles at the edges of your mind as you try to process what’s happening. How is the top of her head, once barely reaching your shoulders, now almost level with your mouth? Confusion mingles with the dizzying rush of desire as her lips never leave yours, her movements only growing more fervent as you try to think about what is going on. The burning sensation intensifies, spreading through your limbs like wildfire. It’s an all-consuming heat that seems to be filling you up.

You try to pull back, but she doesn’t let you go far. Her hands grip your shoulders, and her eyes lock onto yours. For a moment, you think you see a look of malice flash through her eyes.

“Wh-what’s happening to me?” Your voice is a mix of fear and awe. Your heart pounds in your chest.

She doesn’t answer with words. Instead, she pulls you closer, her eyes now level with yours. She kisses you again, this time aggressively. She is now more dominant than you could have ever imagined. Her tongue is in control as it darts into your mouth, tasting you. Your mind reels. There is no doubt now that something is wrong. She feels so strong as she holds you tight: how can a little Vietnamese girl be so assertive?

Your clothes, once snug, now feel loose around you, the fabric bunching and folding as every movement you and she make causes them to shift and slide. Your skin, brushing against hers and these increasingly loose, feels different. Is it softer? Or smoother? Both? You notice her eyes are now above yours. You try to pull away again, but she easily holds you in place. She is so strong now. Or are you just weak?

She forcefully tilts your head up to maintain the kiss. Her lips are now a reach for you, an effort that seemed effortless just moments ago. The world seems to be growing larger, the space around you expanding upwards.

Suddenly, a fringe of black hair drops into your vision. It’s thick and silky, falling over your forehead and brushing against your cheeks. Your eyes now align with the woman’s nose, and you are forced to strain your neck to stand on your tiptoes as she pulls you towards her. Her hands travel all over you, and as her hands travel over you, you feel her fingers glide over curves that were not there before. Your hips have grown wider, your chest heavier.

The burning sensation has intensified further, a raging fire that courses through your veins. Every cell in your body feels like it’s on fire.

Suddenly, you gasp as a feeling of intense pleasure courses through your entire body. The woman is squeezing your tits. And that’s what there are now: tits. She squeezes them, massaging the soft flesh between her fingers. The sensations are incredible. Your nipples grow big and hard under her touch. Bigger and harder than should ever be possible on a man. You try to pull away once more, but with the intense pleasure, you can’t bring yourself to put any effort into your escape. She doesn’t even need to hold you this time.

You can’t fight her anymore. You are overwhelmed by this new feeling. You can’t help but moan into her mouth. Your mind is clouded by a haze of lust and desire. She is kissing you passionately, and the only thing you can do is kiss her back.

Your vision is now level with her chin, and she has to bend down as much as you must stretch up to meet her.

Her hands are now inside your loose clothes, rubbing against smooth hairless skin and sexy curves. You feel a jolt of pleasure as her hands pinch your big, hard nipples. Her fingers then travel down you. You can fight back from the good feelings as she glides over a flat stomach, squeezes your firm ass cheeks, and grabs at soft thighs. Finally, her fingers find their target. You let out a groan as you feel her fingers wrap around your rock-hard cock.

She strokes it expertly. Her touch sends jolts of pleasure through your body. Your knees feel weak, and you have to lean against her for support. She doesn’t mind and instead seems to enjoy the feeling of having your face rest against her shoulder. As you pant into her collarbone, you realize she must be a head taller than you now.

With the burning sensation coursing through your veins, the pleasure of her touch, and the excitement of the situation, you soon find yourself on the brink of orgasm. She seems to sense this, and her pace quickens, stroking your cock faster and faster, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. You can’t stop yourself from climaxing. It’s too much. It’s all too much. You shudder as your cock releases… or does it release?

Instead, you feel a sudden intense sucking sensation. A sucking feeling that causes your cock and balls to be pulled into your body. You feel them go into you as the sucking changes into a mixture of contraction and fluidity. The woman’s fingers follow the path of your cock and balls, and you gasp as your feel two of her fingers enter you. You feel a new wetness when her fingers enter you. It’s a strange feeling: something that is entirely new. And something that feels altogether good.

She starts to move her fingers inside you, and your head spins as the new pleasure overwhelms you. You don’t have a choice. You are hers now. She bends down towards you, and you respond by lifting your heels to allow yourself to meet her lips. You kiss her hard and passionately, and she kisses you back. Your tongue enters her mouth and explores the inside. Her tongue enters yours and does the same. The pleasure from her fingers intensifies, and you realize that they are moving deeper and deeper inside you. She adjusts her hands so her thumb can begin to rub against the top of the entrance to what you know must be a pussy. Your pussy. It feels like all the nerves of your cock have been concentrated into a tiny little space. You moan as the feeling intensifies. You won’t believe it, but it seems that the pleasure is increasing. The pleasure is growing and growing. It’s building up, becoming more and more intense. Her thumb is still rubbing the top of the entrance, and her fingers are thrusting deeper inside.

You realize you have a clit. A clit that feels so good that nothing else matters. You are so close. The pressure is building and building. You are almost there. You are so close. Then it happens.

The pleasure becomes too much for you.

With an explosion, a flood of sensations rips through your body, causing you to cry out into her mouth. Your entire body shudders and trembles as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over you. It’s the most intense pleasure you have ever felt. Your knees buckle, and you almost collapse, but she holds you up. She holds you up and continues to kiss you, her tongue swirling around your mouth as your body convulses. She continues to thrust her fingers in and out of your pussy, each movement causing another surge of pleasure to wash over you. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the pleasure subsides. You slump into her arms, exhausted. You’re unable to support yourself, your body limp and shaking. For a while, you just stay there, panting.

Finally, you lift your head and gaze up at her. She’s staring down at you, an amused expression on her face.

“You are so short! Just like a Viet girl, right? How cute!” She laughs.

Your cheeks flush. You can’t believe what has just happened. You can’t believe what is happening now.

“I no Viet girl,” You protest, your slender snapping to your mouth in shock. Your voice is so different, and your English sounds odd somehow.

“Oh really? You look like a Viet girl. You even talk like one!” She grins.

“Please… Please change… change me back,” You beg, your voice sounding weak and pathetic.

“No way!” She says with a smile. “This is way more fun!”

“But… but…” You stammer. You’re not sure what to say. You can’t believe what has just happened. This can’t be happening. It can’t be.

“But nothing,” She says, still grinning. “Oh, by the way, good luck getting out of here alone. If you know what I mean! Enjoy the rest of your night, shorty!”

“Wait!” You shout as she turns and starts to walk away.

But she ignores you and soon blends into the crowd.

For a moment, you just stand there. Your mind is reeling. What is happening? How did this happen? What is going to happen? The questions swirl through your head, but there are no answers. All you can do is stand there, confused and afraid. You run into the bathroom, your shoes and socks sliding off your tiny feet as your clothes loosely hold onto you.

You look into the mirror and staring back at you is a short, cute Vietnamese girl with a lovely Asian tan. She can’t be much more than four feet tall. Her loose t-shirt hangs down over her body, barely hiding her breasts, while her large shorts look as if they could fall off her narrow hips at any moment. Her long black hair falls over her shoulders, and her brown eyes stare back at you.

“không thể nào!” You cry out in Vietnamese without thinking, asking how this is possible.

You try to take a deep breath and calm yourself. It doesn’t work. Panic rises inside you. You look down at your body. You try to think, to figure out what is happening, but all you can think about is that she is gone and that you have to get out of there. But how? What are you going to do? You look down at your petite body. How are you going to get home like this? How are you going to make it through the night or even the next few hours?

“Hello? What are you doing in the men’s?” A man’s voice suddenly echoes across the empty bathroom.

“Ôi!” You cry, jumping back, your shorts finally letting go and dropping to the floor, taking your old boxer shorts with them. Revealing your new bare, shaven pussy. You must have walked into the men’s bathroom without thinking.

“Holy shit!” The man shouts, looking down at your body. He is a tall, muscular man with blond hair and blue eyes.

“I-I’m sorry,” You stammer, backing away, your legs wobbly and weak.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” The man says, his eyes scanning over your nearly naked body.

“No, it’s not, I… I can’t…,” You stammer. You are too scared and confused to think clearly.

“Shhhh, don’t worry, we’re cool,” He says, stepping closer, his voice low and soothing. He puts his hands on your arms, trying to comfort you. You notice they are so big and strong-looking compared to your slender arms. You feel a flutter down below, and a gentle wetness begins to form.

“I no know what happen. I no should be like this. Please, I want go home,” You blurt out, a tear rolling down your cheek.

“Don’t worry, everything’s going to be okay,” The man says, moving closer. You notice his cologne. He smells so good. He pulls you into a hug. His robust and muscular body presses against your small frame. You feel a bulge push into your thigh. You gasp and squirm a bit, but he holds you tight.

“Everything’s going to be fine,” He whispers in your ear, his breath hot and heavy. You feel his hand slide up the back of your shirt, and you squirm some more.

“I… I…” You can’t think. Your mind is racing, and your body is burning up.

“It’s okay, everything’s fine,” The man repeats. He pulls you even tighter. His bulge rubs against you. It feels big and hard.

“I can’t…”

“Shhhh,” He hushes, pressing his finger to your lips. “Just relax. Just go with it.”

He begins to kiss you. His tongue darts into your mouth and explores the inside. You can’t resist, and you kiss him back. He kisses you harder and harder. His tongue moves faster and faster. You can feel his bulge pushing against you. Something deep inside you likes it. No, it loves it.

You can’t help but let out a small moan. The man smiles, his tongue still dancing around inside your mouth.

“You’re so sexy,” He whispers.

He moves his hands to the bottom of your shirt and pulls it up over your head. Leaving you completely naked. He takes a moment to admire your perky tits, his eyes filled with lust.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” He says, leaning in and kissing your neck. He runs his hands over your body, stopping to squeeze your ass.

You let out a soft moan. The man’s bulge pushes against you, and you feel yourself growing wetter.

He begins to grind against you, his bulge rubbing against your pussy. The pleasure is intense, and you can’t help but moan louder.

“Oh god,” You whimper, your body shaking with pleasure.

He picks you up and sits you on the sink. You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He kisses you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. He unbuckles his pants, and you hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down. He pushes his pants down to his knees and then his boxers. His cock springs free, slapping against your thigh.

You gasp and look down. It’s so big. You can’t believe it.

He grabs his cock and rubs it against your pussy, teasing you.

“Do you want it?” He asks.

“I… I…,” You moan, the need growing stronger.

“Tell me you want it,” He growls, his voice thick with lust.

“I want it,” You cry, losing control of yourself.

“Good girl,” He grunts, and he pushes his cock inside you.

You gasp and let out a long, loud moan as he fills you up completely.

“Oh fuck,” He groans.

You grip his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin.

“You’re so tight,” He groans, pumping in and out of you.

You arch your back, feeling the pleasure build inside you.

“Oh god,” You moan as he pounds away at you.

“Oh fuck,” You whimper, your body shaking with pleasure. Is this really how it feels for a woman?

He thrusts into you faster and harder, his cock sliding in and out of you. You’ve never felt anything so good before in your life. In the back of your mind, you remember that you are really a man, and yet, right now, you are a woman. And you are enjoying every second of it.

“I’m gonna cum,” He groans, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

“Oh god, me too,” You moan, your nails digging hard into his shoulders.

“Fuck!” He shouts as he explodes inside you.

You scream, your body shaking and convulsing as an orgasm rips through you. It’s the most intense orgasm of your life, and you can’t stop screaming and moaning.

“Fuck!” You cry as your body shakes and trembles.

He holds you close, his cock still buried inside you. You lay your head on his shoulder, breathing heavily.

“That was amazing,” He whispers, kissing the top of your head. And it was…

****

After that night, you, the woman now known as Linh, were left with two burning needs. One was money, as your new form locked you out of much of the life you had led as a man. The other was sex, as your new body burned with a constant need to be fucked. In the end, there was only one option available to you.

You started sex work and, if you are being honest, you love every minute of it.