30-09-2019, 08:18 PM
# 10
Tarun woke up with a cold start. A glance at the bed-side indicated that Dolly wasn’t there. Instinctively he realized that she had gone – on whatever errand it may be – but to be with Rudra. Anger coursed through him. He clenched his fists. This was turning out to be a bad dream. It had been Dolly’s idea to spend their honeymoon here in this mould infested rest house – something that he had accepted with reservation – but he had no idea that she would be distracted by Rudra.
Did the two have a previous relationship? He closed his eyes.
And then he remembered the previous night …
Instantly he was overcome by shame. His tip-toeing to Rudra’s room, the voyeuristic delights … oh god … how in heavens had he become so turned on watching another man with his wife … that was something that had never happened to him before … in fact whenever a roadside Romeo would so much as have a second look at Dolly when they were in a public place, he would fix the guy with a murderous look. Now, what was becoming of him … the color rose to his cheeks … and then when she had arrived … how he had gone down on her … it was so disgusting … licking her … shit man … when had he done that … forget doing – in fact thinking of doing something that disgusting before?
What would have Dolly thought of him – a sissy?
He palmed his face, feeling the build-up of tears.
“Taruniiiiiii………..”
The forceful whisper sent a shock wave down his spine. There was someone else in the room. He opened his eyes wide.
“Taruni”, the handsome stranger standing near the wall whispered again.
He sat up bolt upright. His mouth fell open. In the dim light of approaching dawn, he saw the muscular hunk of a man approaching his bed.
His heart was pounding and he clutched at the covers - drawing those close to his chest.
Then his world turned upside down … nothing made any sense …
His hands encountered globes of flesh … and as he looked down in surprise … he had developed breasts … it was unbelievable … perfect perky breasts with taut nipples … in his confusion he looked up … the approaching man was smiling … that was anything but reassuring … Panicked, he remembered his dick and shot a hand downwards … the tell-tale bulge was missing … he collapsed back.
The stranger came near and caressed the face. “Taruni”, he called out gently. Then he drew the long hair round the face … “Taruni, you are so beautiful … no don’t think of anything”, he said running the back of his fingers against the cheeks, “you were having a bad dream isn’t it – that you were a man – that you had a wife – but look, you are awake now, … such beautiful hair you possess … such lovely thighs … come my love … show me how much you have missed me … my dear love …”
In his mind, Tarun didn’t know what was happening any longer … the soft caresses of those fingers were sending unfamiliar sensations throughout the body … down below there was a strange wetness spreading … oh dear … it felt so good … With a jolt he came back to his senses … he was no longer sure if he was Tarun or Taruni … but for sure he was trapped in the body of a woman … goodness … it was a never ending nightmare … he opened his mouth to scream … it died inside him … he was only a mute observer to what was happening – to Taruni … to Tarun … to himself / herself … he was no longer sure which it was.
The muscled hunk straddled the woman on the bed and pressed his lips on hers. A reptilian tongue forked out of his mouth and licked her smooth face. She tried to draw away but it was futile – her strength was no match for his … holding her in a firm grip, he inserted the tongue in her mouth. She became aware of the duel it was playing with her own tongue … and it was a pleasurable sensation. His other hand had opened the knots of her night gown, pushed down the pajama and touched the pleasure bud – she bucked up as if shot with a high voltage current … gently his fingers coaxed open the passage and she felt the gush of fluid … ohh .. she closed her eyes in anticipation …
Without any warning, the monster thrust inside his manhood and a searing pain racked through. “Nooooooooooo…”, she whispered fiercely but he had withdrawn – almost fully and again slammed back inside. Her eyes popped out in pain … it was so unbearable … but there was no let-off … he went on fucking her like a relentless machine – all the time clamping his mouth over hers to prevent any shrieks … her pupils got dilated … the pain was ascending … the room began to swim before her eyes and dark shapes started floating … it was then that he stopped abruptly. As she sobbed silently, thankful for it to be over, he drew his head back and laughed. Rolling away he adjusted the wet hair clinging to her face. She lay limp like a rag doll – not daring to look at him.
But he wasn’t through. Gently, he rolled her over and again mounted her back. She had no strength left to protest as he deftly found the other hole. She knew what he was doing … he was sodomizing her this time … again the massive thrusts began … she feeling as if she would split open under the assault … he cupped her chin and brought his mouth near her ears, whispering angrily, “…I will make you my Taruni … remember that …” Then the long tongue entered her mouth … passing the epiglottis … all the way down …choking her … while the pounding from the back went on … then she couldn’t take it anymore … darkness – ah that sweet savior arriving … while the monster kept on repeating urgently , “Leave Dolly to Rudra … or you will be my Taruni … for ever … never you forget that … … never ever …” and that was the last thing she remembered before passing out …
***
Dawn had broken in when he woke up completely disoriented. And suddenly came back the vivid memories. ‘Had it all been a dream?’, he wondered, while his heart missed a beat. Surreptitiously, he looked at his chest – it appeared to be normal. Next he snaked a hand to his pajama and was relieved by the contours of the familiar male organ.
“Whooosh! What a stupid dream!” He chuckled.
Next moment he became aware of the odor – the strong characteristic odor – of semen. Simultaneously, he felt the wetness inside his pajama.
“Goodness”, he exclaimed jumping off the bed. “What would Dolly say if she knew I had a wet dream!”
He rushed to the bathroom and stripped off his clothes. The small confines of the room exploded with the overpowering smell of musk and semen. He watched in horror at the blobs of semen that hung all over legs and waist … no way could the quantity could have been his … it just wasn’t humanly possible …
He wiped his eyes of the mist that had come over and switched the light inside. Stunned at what he was seeing, he faced the mirror … there was not a trace of hair anywhere on his chest … or his legs … it was smooth as a woman’s...
Tarun woke up with a cold start. A glance at the bed-side indicated that Dolly wasn’t there. Instinctively he realized that she had gone – on whatever errand it may be – but to be with Rudra. Anger coursed through him. He clenched his fists. This was turning out to be a bad dream. It had been Dolly’s idea to spend their honeymoon here in this mould infested rest house – something that he had accepted with reservation – but he had no idea that she would be distracted by Rudra.
Did the two have a previous relationship? He closed his eyes.
And then he remembered the previous night …
Instantly he was overcome by shame. His tip-toeing to Rudra’s room, the voyeuristic delights … oh god … how in heavens had he become so turned on watching another man with his wife … that was something that had never happened to him before … in fact whenever a roadside Romeo would so much as have a second look at Dolly when they were in a public place, he would fix the guy with a murderous look. Now, what was becoming of him … the color rose to his cheeks … and then when she had arrived … how he had gone down on her … it was so disgusting … licking her … shit man … when had he done that … forget doing – in fact thinking of doing something that disgusting before?
What would have Dolly thought of him – a sissy?
He palmed his face, feeling the build-up of tears.
“Taruniiiiiii………..”
The forceful whisper sent a shock wave down his spine. There was someone else in the room. He opened his eyes wide.
“Taruni”, the handsome stranger standing near the wall whispered again.
He sat up bolt upright. His mouth fell open. In the dim light of approaching dawn, he saw the muscular hunk of a man approaching his bed.
His heart was pounding and he clutched at the covers - drawing those close to his chest.
Then his world turned upside down … nothing made any sense …
His hands encountered globes of flesh … and as he looked down in surprise … he had developed breasts … it was unbelievable … perfect perky breasts with taut nipples … in his confusion he looked up … the approaching man was smiling … that was anything but reassuring … Panicked, he remembered his dick and shot a hand downwards … the tell-tale bulge was missing … he collapsed back.
The stranger came near and caressed the face. “Taruni”, he called out gently. Then he drew the long hair round the face … “Taruni, you are so beautiful … no don’t think of anything”, he said running the back of his fingers against the cheeks, “you were having a bad dream isn’t it – that you were a man – that you had a wife – but look, you are awake now, … such beautiful hair you possess … such lovely thighs … come my love … show me how much you have missed me … my dear love …”
In his mind, Tarun didn’t know what was happening any longer … the soft caresses of those fingers were sending unfamiliar sensations throughout the body … down below there was a strange wetness spreading … oh dear … it felt so good … With a jolt he came back to his senses … he was no longer sure if he was Tarun or Taruni … but for sure he was trapped in the body of a woman … goodness … it was a never ending nightmare … he opened his mouth to scream … it died inside him … he was only a mute observer to what was happening – to Taruni … to Tarun … to himself / herself … he was no longer sure which it was.
The muscled hunk straddled the woman on the bed and pressed his lips on hers. A reptilian tongue forked out of his mouth and licked her smooth face. She tried to draw away but it was futile – her strength was no match for his … holding her in a firm grip, he inserted the tongue in her mouth. She became aware of the duel it was playing with her own tongue … and it was a pleasurable sensation. His other hand had opened the knots of her night gown, pushed down the pajama and touched the pleasure bud – she bucked up as if shot with a high voltage current … gently his fingers coaxed open the passage and she felt the gush of fluid … ohh .. she closed her eyes in anticipation …
Without any warning, the monster thrust inside his manhood and a searing pain racked through. “Nooooooooooo…”, she whispered fiercely but he had withdrawn – almost fully and again slammed back inside. Her eyes popped out in pain … it was so unbearable … but there was no let-off … he went on fucking her like a relentless machine – all the time clamping his mouth over hers to prevent any shrieks … her pupils got dilated … the pain was ascending … the room began to swim before her eyes and dark shapes started floating … it was then that he stopped abruptly. As she sobbed silently, thankful for it to be over, he drew his head back and laughed. Rolling away he adjusted the wet hair clinging to her face. She lay limp like a rag doll – not daring to look at him.
But he wasn’t through. Gently, he rolled her over and again mounted her back. She had no strength left to protest as he deftly found the other hole. She knew what he was doing … he was sodomizing her this time … again the massive thrusts began … she feeling as if she would split open under the assault … he cupped her chin and brought his mouth near her ears, whispering angrily, “…I will make you my Taruni … remember that …” Then the long tongue entered her mouth … passing the epiglottis … all the way down …choking her … while the pounding from the back went on … then she couldn’t take it anymore … darkness – ah that sweet savior arriving … while the monster kept on repeating urgently , “Leave Dolly to Rudra … or you will be my Taruni … for ever … never you forget that … … never ever …” and that was the last thing she remembered before passing out …
***
Dawn had broken in when he woke up completely disoriented. And suddenly came back the vivid memories. ‘Had it all been a dream?’, he wondered, while his heart missed a beat. Surreptitiously, he looked at his chest – it appeared to be normal. Next he snaked a hand to his pajama and was relieved by the contours of the familiar male organ.
“Whooosh! What a stupid dream!” He chuckled.
Next moment he became aware of the odor – the strong characteristic odor – of semen. Simultaneously, he felt the wetness inside his pajama.
“Goodness”, he exclaimed jumping off the bed. “What would Dolly say if she knew I had a wet dream!”
He rushed to the bathroom and stripped off his clothes. The small confines of the room exploded with the overpowering smell of musk and semen. He watched in horror at the blobs of semen that hung all over legs and waist … no way could the quantity could have been his … it just wasn’t humanly possible …
He wiped his eyes of the mist that had come over and switched the light inside. Stunned at what he was seeing, he faced the mirror … there was not a trace of hair anywhere on his chest … or his legs … it was smooth as a woman’s...
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