Jim relished the feeling of the water lapping up his smooth legs as he waded into the water. When the cold finally reached her crotch, the feel of the water seeping through the bikini bottom was exquisite.
The blonde called for him to hurry up. She was already further out on the lake, swimming on her back, her tits rising some distance up from the water.
Before he could wade in her direction, he felt something slender poke into the front of his panties. Looking down, he saw the dark-hared girl grinning up at him from under the water. Before he could react, her finger slid further, pulling the bunched-up cloth with it.
His vagina clamped around the cloth-shod finger, and he shivered in surprise and pleasure. The dark-haired girl twisted her finger, and the fine stiches in the cloth worked friction against his most sesitive parts. Involuntarily, he rose up on his toes - and the girl thrust her digit's full length inside. Under the pressure from outside, the side of the garment snapped, and the girl began to work it into his pussy, still wrapped around her finger. Jim gaped silently. He was already wet from more than the lake, but now his juices began to gush in ernest. The girl apparently took this as a sign of approval, and with a flick of her wrist, had slipped her whole hand inside Jim.
He staggered. The girl's fingers were writhing. Her dexterity was incredible. And she was still going - grinning as she slid still more of her arm into Jim's body. Her wrist, her forearm, her elbow, then her whole other hand went in.
It dimly occured to Jim that there was no way so much could fit inside his new anatomy. He looked around his breasts at his stomach, only to find that it was perfectly flat. Yet there the girl was, her lustful look only an inch from Jim's snatch. His legs were stretched far apart by the girl. There seemed to be more space between them than was anatomically possible, and yet he felt only pleasure.
The girl's hands found and pressed (Jim could barely believe it) even more sentitive folds deeper inside him. She pulled - and began to force her face into Jim's pussy. More amazingly still, it fit. Jim's body stretched around her head like elastic, letting Jim feel the full brunt of her long, wet hair sliding in. Overawed by the stimulation, he collapsed backward, splashing into the water. On his back he floated, breasts in the air - and the girl kept going.
Jim felt each squirming movement inside himself as the girl shimmied into his female anatomy. Her shoulders stretched him open wider than he'd ever been, and yet she somehow managed to fit, pulling her torso afterward. Her breasts squashed as she wormed into him, he felt her hardened nipples stroking his inner skin. Her narrow waist slid in easily, but once her it had slid out of sight her hips caught at his opening. She struggled, her movements traslating into throes of ecstacy for Jim, so powerful that he splashed and sputtered in the water before she finally pulled her butt through his narrow opening. His folds pulled tight around her thighs, her calves, her ankles, her toes, and then she was fully inside. For a moment more he felt her still squirming her way deeper, stimulating him more and more and -
Nothing. Without warning, the sensation stopped. He stood up and looked down at himself. There were no buldges in his belly, no gain in height or weight. He looked no different to before he'd gotten into the water. He was still flushed and frustrated, but apart from that, the only sign anything had happened was that the dark-haired girl was gone. Jim's bikini bottoms were gone too, of course, somewhere inside him. But caught in his lower lips were the dark-haired girl's, trapped by his muscular contractions around her hips. He pulled them out. They were the same size, if a different colour. Suddenly embarrassed, Jim put them on. It was a public lake, after all.
When he looked up, he realised the other two girls were looking at him...
Mon Jan 04 07:36:34 2010