Chapter 1
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Priya’s fingers traced the edge of the syringe, her eyes locked on Arjun’s. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation. “Are you sure about this?” she asked, her voice low and sultry, though there was a flicker of something else—excitement, maybe even hunger.
Arjun swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he nodded. “I’m sure. If this is what it takes to get close to Sharma’s family, I’ll do it.” His voice was steady, but his hands trembled slightly as he gripped the edge of the examination table.
Priya stepped closer, her hips swaying with deliberate slowness. She placed a hand on his chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heartbeat beneath her palm. “Good,” she purred. “Because once we start, there’s no going back.”
She uncapped the syringe, the needle glinting in the soft light. “This first injection will change your voice,” she explained, her breath warm against his ear. “It’ll soften it, make it higher, more feminine. You’ll sound like a woman by tomorrow.”
Arjun closed his eyes, bracing himself as Priya pressed the needle into his neck. The sting was sharp but brief, and he felt a strange warmth spreading through his throat. “That’s it,” she murmured, her lips brushing against his skin as she withdrew the needle. “Just breathe.”
The next syringe was larger, filled with a milky liquid that seemed to glow faintly. “This one,” Priya said, her voice dripping with promise, “will give you breasts. Real ones. They’ll grow overnight, and by morning, you’ll have the body of a woman.”
Arjun’s breath hitched as she injected the serum into his chest. The sensation was immediate—a tingling warmth that spread through his pectorals, followed by a strange pressure as his skin began to stretch and reshape itself. He could feel the tissue growing, swelling beneath his skin, and he gasped as the first curves began to form.
Priya watched with a predatory smile, her eyes dark with desire. “You’re going to be beautiful,” she whispered, her fingers trailing down his chest to tease the newly forming mounds. “Sharma’s son won’t be able to resist you.”
The final injection was the most invasive. Priya held up the syringe, the liquid inside a deep crimson. “This will change… everything else,” she said, her voice husky. “Your penis will shrink, disappear entirely. In its place, you’ll have a vagina—fully functional, just like a real woman’s. You’ll even be able to menstruate, if we want to go that far.”
Arjun’s heart raced as she injected the serum into his groin. The sensation was unlike anything he’d ever felt—a burning heat that quickly turned into a deep, throbbing ache. He could feel his body changing, reshaping itself, and he let out a low moan as the transformation took hold.
Priya knelt between his legs, her hands gently guiding him through the process. “That’s it,” she cooed, her voice a mix of encouragement and arousal. “Let it happen. Let yourself become the woman you were always meant to be.”
By morning, Arjun was unrecognizable. His voice was soft and melodic, his body curvaceous and feminine. He ran his hands over his new breasts, marveling at their weight and sensitivity. Between his legs, he found a smooth, hairless mound, the folds of his new sex already damp with arousal.
Priya stood in the doorway, her eyes raking over his transformed body with undisguised lust. “You’re perfect,” she said, stepping closer. “But there’s one more thing we need to do before you meet Sharma’s son.”
She reached out, her fingers brushing against his new sex, and Arjun gasped at the electric jolt of pleasure that shot through him. “You need to learn how to use this,” she said, her voice low and teasing. “How to please a man. How to make him lose control.”
Arjun’s breath quickened as Priya’s fingers dipped inside him, exploring his new anatomy with practiced ease. “Relax,” she murmured, her lips brushing against his ear. “Let me show you how it feels to be a woman.”
Her fingers moved deeper, curling inside him in a way that made his knees weak. Arjun moaned, his body arching into her touch as waves of pleasure washed over him. “That’s it,” Priya whispered, her other hand cupping his breast, her thumb teasing the sensitive nipple. “Feel how good it can be.”
She continued to stroke him, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles that sent shivers down his spine. Arjun’s moans grew louder, more desperate, as the pleasure built inside him. He could feel himself tightening around her fingers, his body trembling on the edge of release.
“Come for me,” Priya commanded, her voice firm but gentle. “Let go.”
Arjun cried out as the orgasm hit him, his body convulsing with pleasure as waves of ecstasy crashed over him. Priya held him through it, her fingers still moving inside him, drawing out every last shuddering gasp.
When it was over, Arjun collapsed against her, his body spent but humming with satisfaction. Priya smiled down at him, her eyes gleaming with pride. “You’re ready,” she said softly. “Now go and make Sharma’s son fall in love with you.”
