Finally Convinced: Part 6, Final Form

Here I was, transformed into a dildo by my girlfriend’s roommate, Andrea. The memory of being used on and inside of Andrea was still fresh in my mind, at Lisa’s hand no less. She had come home drunk and walked in on her roomate, choosing to join in on her fun. The next morning she realized that I was the dildo.

Now she stood above me, the grime of a full day of work and a full night of sex still clinging to her naked body. She had Andrea’s phone in her hand with the app open and was just about to press the button to change me, presumably back to my human form.

But just as Lisa’s finger was about to come down on the button, it stopped. Her eyes narrowed as her hand lowered away from the phone screen. She was reading something… reading very intently. Lisa’s expression changed, her mouth fell slightly open.

“No way…” she whispered. Lisa looked to Andrea longingly, then to me with conflict on her face, then down at her crotch. Her hand strayed toward her hips, a single finger running over her pussy. The look on her face seemed to be a combination of longing and disappointment.

I tried desperately to think what might be on her mind. She was acting strangely, like I had never seen her. The longing look to Andrea concerned me the most. I knew that they had a history of hooking up, but I always assumed it was isolated drunken escapades like last night. Though I was now suspecting there was something more there.

Lisa stepped over to me, picked me up with one hand and slowly brought me close to her hips. I thought at first that she was going to use me, like she used me on Andrea. I was surprised when instead, she held my base up against vagina as if picturing me as an actual penis.

“Sorry…” Lisa whispered, her expression telling me that her apology was genuine. What was going on?

Lisa raised the phone toward me and tapped away on the screen. Something came over me, similar to the transformations I’ve undergone over and over again. But this time it felt different. My body became real, like flesh-and-blood real. Was I changing back to my human form?

No, something wasn’t right. I wasn’t changing shape, just becoming flesh? In an instant, the transformation stopped. And I was still the same shape as I was. I didn’t understand, what the hell happened?

Above me, Lisa gasped and two things happened at once. First, Lisa dropped the phone, and I watched as it fell past me to bounce off the ground beside her foot. The second thing that happened shocked me to my core. The hand that held onto me let go. But I didn’t fall as I would have expected. Instead, I simply flopped over, hanging loosely as my own almost-forgotten human penis once did.

A chill ran through me as the truth hit me like a missile. Lisa turned me into her own real penis! She used the Transform-It app to turn me into flesh and blood and attach me to herself! That explained the odd feelings that flooded through me. I could almost feel Lisa’s blood pumping through my body, feel the air flowing over me like only real skin could.

How could she do this to me?! I’m… a part of her? This isn’t right, and somehow worse than anything that had been done to me so far!

The sound of cloth rustling drew my attention, and Lisa’s, to the bed, where Andrea was starting to stir. She groaned and rolled over, the sheet slipping off of her naked body. Upon seeing her exposed chest, I felt a rush, the familiar feeling of the onset of an erection. Except that it was ramped up to ten times the intensity. Looking up to Lisa, I realized that it wasn’t ME seeing Andrea that had this effect on me, but rather LISA seeing her.

“Oh, you’re up,” Andrea muttered with a smile and a stretch. “I suppose now we have the conversation about how ‘that can’t happen again,’ right? About how you had fun, but can’t be with a girl, yeah?”

There was a sadness behind Andrea’s jovial tone. In that moment, I knew what was happening. The truth of their relationship opened up before me. They were in love, but never quite lined up to ever get together. Instead, they occasionally collided for a night of fun only to bounce off each other.

“That was before,” Lisa said, her tone slow and deliberate, she looked down at me as I continued to engorge. “But I’ve… changed.”

Andrea’s interest was piqued and she propped herself up, looking at Lisa with a hopeful look on her face. Then her gaze drifted down to me and she audibly gasped. She looked to the nightstand, where I had been sitting when they both woke up, then back to Lisa.

“Is that…?” she asked, clearly barely able to believe it. 

“Yes, I turned my ex-boyfriend into… into my new cock,” Lisa said with a smile.

A chill ran through me. Ex? What did this mean? Why would she talk about me like that? Over the days that I was transformed into all those tormenting shapes, Lisa had always tried to get me back, still calling me her boyfriend. But now, she… she merged me with herself and is… leaving me behind?

“I realize that my perfect partner was here this time,” Lisa continued. “You were always here for me, even after that first night together. Remember that I found it awkward living with you, and thought we should move out? That our relationship was ruined by that one drunken encounter? But you wouldn’t let me go.”

“Of course not,” Andrea said quietly. “I… love you. I have even before that night. Sure the fact that we both almost almost came ourselves into a coma helped… but…”

They both shared an awkward laugh, Lisa looking down at her feet shyly, like a schoolgirl being complimented by her crush. I looked between them with sheer disbelief. What was going on? What was this romcom scene that was playing out in front of me? This can’t be real, right? But my heart sank when I looked into their eyes. The look they shared was that of true connection, a love truer than most could ever hope to find. It was beautiful…

But why did their sweet moment have to involve turning me into a cock?! And why they hell couldn’t Lisa have just broken up with me instead of leaving me like this.

“And um, not that I mind, but what’s up with your new equipment?” Andrea laid on her side, propping her head up with her hand.

“Well I always felt like I, um… wanted one…?” I could tell she was having a hard time explaining herself, like she was opening up to a therapist about a deep-seated trauma. “But I was never… I couldn’t bring myself to… you know, get medical help? I was terrified that I would go through all that and I would be wrong… So when I saw that the app was updated to allow for bodypart TFs… I had to try it.”

“And how does it feel?” Andrea asked.

“...Right,” Lisa said with a shy smile, her voice low and tentative. As she spoke, she took a hold of me with her right hand. Her touch sent waves of pleasure through me, feeling just like when she would give human-me a handjob, except it was way more intense. “It feels right,” Lisa continued with confidence.

“Looks like you might have found your true self,” Andrea said, excited for her friend, who was quickly turning into her lover and partner.

“I do kind of feel bad for him,” Lisa said, her expression turning sad, her eyes still locked onto me. “I just don’t know if I can give this up…”

As she said that, her hand played up and down my length, sending even more blood rushing through me. Andrea burst out laughing.

“Oh come on, he gets a front row seat to two women fucking!” Andrea exclaimed through her laughter. “It’s that every straight man’s dream?”

Lisa chuckled, her expression changing as she looked up to Andrea. She let go of me and climbed onto the bed next to her roommate. As they shifted closer together, it became hard for me to see what they were doing. But from the glances that I got, I could tell they were starting to make out. I had reached what I could only call fully erect. It was almost painful how hard I had become, just like those stubborn, random boners I would as a teenager.

I was still shocked. The turn from Andrea being a controlling bitch and tormenting me with the Transform-It app to the heart-felt self-discovery that I just witnessed was hard to believe. And of course, the dread that I may never be more human than I am now gripped me tighter than ever. I didn’t really have family that I was close to anymore, and most of my friends were used to going a long time between seeing me, so Lisa was the only person I figured would be looking to get me back. But now…

“So, is it too soon to… try it out…?” Andrea asked slyly, breaking away from Lisa’s lips for a moment.

“I was waiting for you to ask,” Lisa teased. She moved quickly and suddenly, shifting so she was straddling Andrea who was still covered up to her waist with the blankets. Andrea yelped excitedly, and I gave a start, suddenly being sent swinging wildly between her thighs. But Lisa wasn’t done yet. She pinned Andrea’s arms under the legs as she climbed up close to her face. She only stopped when her knees were just under her shoulders.

“Well hi,” Andrea said, her face flush, clearly taken off guard by Lisa’s forwardness. Her eyes strayed to me and she liked her lips.

“Give it a kiss,” Lisa said with a smirk, leaning forward and bracing herself on the wall with one hand, the other slipping over her hips, her thumb and forefinger taking a gentle hold of my base.

“I like the new Lisa, so in-charge.”

“Shut up and get those pretty lips busy,” Lisa demanded playfully.

I swear Andrea whimpered sexually. It would appear that the dominant Lisa was having an effect on her. Andrea leaned up and kissed my tip, sensation shooting through me at her touch. Lisa heaved a sigh, feeling the same thing. The hand on her hip let go and slipped into Andrea’s hair at the back of her head, gently but apparently firmly, pushed her closer.

Andrea’s mouth opened, ready to accept me in. I watched the cavernous orifice moving toward me, trying and failing to brace myself for what was coming. I felt her breath on me, the warm, humid feeling wash over my body. Even that small stimulation sent waves through me.

But then my tip passed the threshold and her lips closed around me. I practically whimpered in my mind, the feeling of her warm lips was undeniably pleasurable. Then her tongue slid over the underside of my head and my mind went spinning. Lisa seemed to think the same thing. She moaned audibly, her knees and hips dipping for a moment as if losing the ability to hold herself up.

“Holy fuck…” she breathed, her voice only just loud enough to hear.

Andrea chuckled around me, the vibration of her mouth sending a whole new wave of pleasure through me. Lisa again moaned, her hips shifting almost on their own. I swore I saw Andrea’s eyes twist into a smile as I pressed just slightly further into her mouth. Andrea’s mouth vibrated again as she hummed a short rhythm.

“Shit…!” Lisa sucked in her breath and rocked her hips forward. “I don’t… fuck!”

I felt the lips around me curl up into a smile. Clearly Andrea was enjoying the effect she was having on Lisa. Then she hummed again, louder, and at the same time, she ran her tongue over my tip, underneath and around the sides. The resulting sensation was almost painful, it was so intense and pleasurable. But then Andrea stopped, chuckling slightly.

Lisa looked down at her with narrow eyes.

“Either do that again, longer, or I’ll shove every inch down your throat,” she hissed, teasing, but with an undertone of primal need.

Andrea winked but then complied. This time she didn’t stop, she even moved her head up and down the inch or so just below my tip, or maybe Lisa forced her to, it was impossible to tell. But that thought didn’t stay in my head for long, the intensity of Andrea’s efforts hijacking my mind completely. Soon I stopped caring about my fate, all I cared about was climaxing. I wanted it, I NEEDED it, every second that it didn’t happen, the pain of the building pleasure grew inside of me.

I barely noticed, but Lisa was feeling the same, very vocally. A constant stream of moans and grunts echoed around the room. In a rare moment when I was able to bring my attention away from what I was feeling, I caught a glimpse of Lisa’s body above me, waves of motion running through her as her entire body got into the thrusting motion. Her tits bobbed around in a way that sent me over the edge.

I felt it, the climax building inside me. It felt like it was coming from my stomach, the center of my entire being. It grew in the same way as a normal orgasm, but a hundred times more powerful. Lisa could barely catch her breath above me, apparently feeling the same thing I was.

“Oh fuu… oh FUu…” her voice cut off before finishing her word.

Then it happened, the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced in my life ripped through me, and I mean all the way through me, starting at what felt like my feet and washing up through my entire body. Then something completely unexpected happened: Lisa’s load burst from what felt like my mouth. It was almost like throwing up, but not unpleasant, rather the opposite. It was relief like nothing I had ever felt in my entire life.

Andrea coughed and choked a bit, but managed to swallow it down before opening her mouth and taking a deep breath. Lisa collapsed down next to her, breathing heavy. I immediately started to shrink down, the strain of the erection slipping away.

“So,” Andrea turned to the exhausted Lisa. “You know I love giving you pleasure, but I was kind of hoping I would have a turn…”

“Don’t worry, we have all the time in the world, you’ll get yours…” Lisa responded with a sigh, not opening her eyes.

All the time in the world? She wasn’t turning me back was she…?