A New Apartment (futa on futa/male/female/attribute theft/cock transformation)

"Hey, can you scan these contracts? I need to send them to our office in Bangkok, as soon as possible."

The small thud of a stack of papers hitting her desk made Neena glance up from her laptop screen, but she quickly averted her eyes as she replied, "Yes, sure, Rick. I'll send them over before the end of the day." The heat of his body and the conspicuous bulge in the front of his slacks was unavoidable, with his hips at eye level in front of her desk.

"Thanks, Neena. You're a lifesaver." Rick winked quickly and shot Neena a winning smile as he turned back toward his office, missing the blush of her cheeks, for which she was grateful. It never ends, she thought. Without fail, each day, like some form of extended, passive torture, Neena would look up from her desk to see Rick's massive package straining against the front of his pants, sometimes nearly resting on the edge of her desk. Rick was at least six feet tall, and certainly not slight of build, but Neena couldn't help but notice the bulge she'd had to face each day looked disproportionately large, even for his frame.

Neena, however, was so slight of build she avoided going out in strong winds for fear of being blown about. She'd grown up to be the smallest member of a large family, and she had always felt like she receded into the background at almost every function. No doubt, her own perception of her small stature reinforced her proclivity towards being a wallflower, and since graduating from university, she'd taken little opportunity to broaden her social horizons, and certainly ignored the hungry eyes of men. She'd ventured down that road once before, and it didn't go as she'd hoped. Her thoughts turned to Denny, the only boy she'd ever really been with.

Her mind wandered as she fed page after page into the scanner. She'd been a freshman, smaller then than now, even, despite how hard it might be to picture. Denny was an upperclassman, and at least when they first started dating, was very sweet to her. He'd met her in the library, which was one of the only places she spent time in public outside of her classes and meals with her few friends. She was sitting at a carrel, when he came by asking if she'd seen a book (which he must've also seen, because it was conspicuously sitting on the top shelf of her carrel as she'd been working.)

Despite the obvious come-on, he'd impressed her with his intellect, and he was affable without being too cloying. He helped bring her out of her shell a little, and was even able to get her out to the occasional party in the few months they dated. It probably would've lasted longer if it weren't for his interest in more physical intimacy, and the sexual incompatibility they simply couldn't resolve.

What a disaster, she thought, briefly rubbing between her legs, aching at the memory. The first time she and Denny had attempted intercourse, he was gentle, and kind, but he just couldn't fit. He wasn't even all that big - perhaps six inches long, but fairly thick. Even at that, she couldn't take all of his length without bottoming out, and every attempt felt like it was ripping her open. It got to the point where Denny was so frustrated with their perpetual lack of mutual enjoyment and climax he would simply pull out his penis and insist upon cumming on her face each time he got aroused around her. Neena's inability to sexually satisfy her first real boyfriend was almost as traumatizing and demoralizing as the sexual encounters themselves, and they mutually broke it off before her sophomore year started. She focused on her studies instead of re-entering the dating scene.

Since then, she'd largely abandoned the idea of a healthy sexual relationship, and every penis seemed like a recipe for disaster, despite how much she might find appeal in the man attached to it. There was nothing wrong with Rick - he was friendly, helpful, intelligent, and easy to look at, except for the huge bulge in his pants, which set her heart racing with anxiety and filled her with dread.

...but the end of the day approached, and Neena kept her head down, finished the remaining scans, and sent them off, sneaking out with a perfunctory goodbye to Rick and her other office mates. Fortunately, she only had a fifteen minute walk back to her new apartment - unfortunately, most of it was uphill, so when it was hot out (which today, it was) Neena ended up in need of a nice, cool shower.

The apartment marked a recent stroke of good luck since Neena gra

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