A Cup O' Joe (TG)

    Sam sighed as he sat down at the cafe, alone, as usual. He was almost done with college and had not even had a girlfriend let alone a single date! He ordered his usual, opened his laptop, and began working on schoolwork. Graduation was only a few months away, and this project had to be done. But Sam's mind, nor heart were into it. Sam perked up when the barista called his name, and Sam walked up to the counter. 

Sam didn't expect to see the girl working on his coffee. He hadn't seen her when he ordered. But damn was she cute. Her black hair was tied in a ponytail, and the apron hugged her body. She was, really freaking cute. 

"You Sam?" she asked, snapping Sam out of his trance. Sam panicked a bit and looked quickly at her name tag. 

"Umm yes thats me!" Sam was a little red in the face from embarrassment, which made the girl giggle. 

"Here's your order sweetie" she handed the cup over. Sam gulped. S-Sweetie!? Was she flirting!? Or was she just being nice? Sam took the cup, their hands brushing against each other. 

"Th-Thank you Amy" Sam took the hot cup of coffee and turned to leave. 

"Oh, hold up there" Amy stopped Sam in his tracks. Sam turned back to face her. 

"On dont worry, you remembered to pay. Im just bored out of my mind here. We have like barely any customers anymore." Amy leaned on the counter. 

"Ah, so you just need someone to chat with?" Sam took a sip of his drink, burning his tongue a bit as it was still too hot. "I mean I can chat for a while, but I got a big project to work on"

"Dont we all" Amy yawned. "What sorta project?" 

"Oh its my final, senior project. I have to ace it if I hope to graduate in May" 

"Awesome! Wish I had a chance to get outta here like you but oh well. A guy like you, I bet you had a blast" Amy started cleaning while talking. 

"Well... not exactly" Sam rubbed the back of his neck. "I haven't exactly had a blast. No parties, no girls. Nothing like that. Im a loner"

"Oh you poor thing" Amy pouted. "Well this'll cheer you up!" Amy took Sam's cup of coffee and opened the lid, getting out some whipped cream, spurting it over the top, then sprinkling over some pink, glittery sprinkles. "On the house. Now go ace that project!"

"Thanks Amy" Sam looked at his coffee and then at Amy, walking back to his laptop. He determined to ask her out. It was worth a shot right? Sam decided to ask Amy out as soon as he was done with the project! 

    And so he got to work, sipping away at his coffee. The added cream and sprinkles really adding to the coffee. So he kept sipping and working. From across the shop, Amy smirked as Sam drank on the coffee. As he worked, Sam slowly began changing as a result from the devious influence of Amy~ She is the cutest for a reason! But Sam was so engrossed in his work, he didn't notice. His short hair cut, started to grow out in long, black, silky locks of hair. It grew down his back, before being tied up into two, tight buns. His skin smoothed out, losing hair and blemishes, now smooth and creamy. His face began to shift, becoming softer, less rugged. Eyebrows thinned; lashes grew out, framing his larger doe eyes. His nose shrank, and his lips plumped up some. Sam let out a cough as his neck thinned, Adams apple slithering away to give him a new, feminine voice. Sam had to stretch a bit as his shoulders narrowed down, each arm gaining muscle and a drastic amount of strength. His waist narrowed down, stomach tightening out, gaining some abs. Sam began to feel a pressure and an itch, his smaller hand reaching up and itching his chest. His nipples were perking up, becoming more sensitive. Sam retracted his hand when he hit the new perky nipple, pleasure panging through his body. Wanting to not get horny in a public place, Sam went back to typing on his report. His hips began to slowly widen out, at a slow pace as to not harm or alarm the hyper focused Sam. His hips kept widening and widening, so wide over the chairs edge. Sam began to shift in his seat, slowly yet surely shrinking down to a 5'6. Sam tried to sit back up straight, figuring he was getting too into the report and slouching forward. Luckily, he would begin to rise in his seat as fat began rushing into his bottom. Meat began ballooning out of the flat cheeks, pushing Sam up in his chair. Massive amounts of meat, fat, and muscle rushed in, giving Sam a massive cake, any make would want to slap. Leftover meat rushed into his thighs, thickening them up drastically, and putting pressure on his crotch. Sam let out a soft moan. Was thinking about that cute barista turning him on that much? His hand shot down into his crotch to try and relieve the pressure, but his hand only hastened his change of sex. His cock slanked back into his body, balls following suit. With a audible pop, each testicle retreated back into Sam's body, forming ovaries and indoor plumbing. With his cock gone, lips opened up, tight and puffy. Sam squirmed in his seat, as his legs and feet slimmed down. 

Sam had hoped the horny feeling would have gone away, but it was only getting worse. Sam was starting to lose focus of his work. "Come on... just a little more" Sam almost moaned, the feeling inside him was ready to explode. He took one last sip of his coffee, setting the empty cup down. With the last sip, his clothes changed in almost an instant. We can't have any public nudity now can we? Sam's boring male clothes became tight blue pants, hugging his ass and crotch tightly. The tightness showed off Sam's entire curves to the world. And made him squirm a bit. His top became a Chinese looking top, white, blue, and gold in colour. Yellow ribbons adorned Sam's hair buns, and with a slight sting, two earrings adorned his ears. But Sam was still missing one thing. One thing that women needed. The pleasure and pressure that had been building in Sam's chest suddenly exploded, and with an instant, Sam was sporting two massive tits. Finally Sam's attention was taken away from his computer screen when he saw them. 

"What the fuck!?" Sam grabbed at his new, prominent boobs. Then looked around to make sure he wasn't causing a scene. "B-Boobs? I have tits?" Sam groped them, letting out a feminine moan from between his lips. Sam kept looking, quickly realizing his entire body was now hyper feminine, with her ass being even larger and more prominent than the newly minted woman's tits. "I-I need to find that barista! Did she do this?" 

    Sam stood up, and packed his things. It was strikingly obvious how much his ass was on display. Even though Sam was clothed, his pants showed off more than even the tightest yoga pants. Correctly assuming the barista had been up to this, Sam went to ask her what was going on, but instead of seeing a cute girl behind the counter, there was a massive, hunky man. Sam winced a bit. He had never considered another guy hunky, but this guy... made Sam's lower lips twitch a bit. Was he... attracted!? To a dude!? No! He was a guy! But well... not really. This body was clearly feminine, and most females are attracted to-  Sam shook his head, trying to push out any thoughts. 

"Can I help you ma'am?" The man spoke up. His apron hugged his muscle bound body. 

"Oh um... I was looking for Amy, the barista who works here!" Sam peeped out, she felt so small compared to the man. 

"Amy? Never heard of her" The guy shrugged. "But hey, my shift ends in a bit, and I know this is a bit forward but, wanna hook up?" 

Sam's first instinct was to slap the guy, but then he felt the twinge in his lower body. His lips began to dampen. The next words to leave his mouth shocked Sam to the core, "S-Sure thing handsome~" 

The man smiled, "Good I get off in 5" 

Sam eagerly tried to run away, but his body stopped at the door. His mind was swirling with newly released female hormones, sending his body into a horny shock. Why shouldn't a hot girl want a hot stud like him? Sam... Sammie... what was her name?! Sammie stewed within her mind, wanting for the guy to get off his shift. This guy was a stranger, and even so, she wanted him. But eventually Sammie was broken out of her trance. 

"Okay, Im ready to head out" he stood over Sammie, smiling down at her. 

"R-Right" Sammie stood up, a whole foot shorter than the guy. "Your place or mine?" 

"Mine. It's only a block away" The guy and Sammie thus left the coffee shop, the man's hand eagerly groping Sammie's fat ass. Sammie was drooling from both pairs of lips by now. Heading into the guys apartment, it was tidy and small. Sorta homely. 

"I need to clean up a bit then we can start" The guy dropped his bag, as did Sammie. 

Samme was feeling so horny, her breath was hot, and her pants were sticky. "Mmm... need to stretch. Take some stress off..." Samme hit to the floor and began to stretch, now with greater flexibility. Her legs were spread all the way out, showing any person behind her a view of not just her ass, but also wet pussy. She stretched and stretched, trying to take her mind off of her horniness when suddenly she felt a something brush up on her pussy, forcing her to moan. 

Turning her head, Sammie saw the man, who's name she didn't know, nor care to even learn, feeling up her pussy. 

 

"Hot damn you're already dripping" the man chuckled, still feeling up Sammie's pussy through her tight pants. Each rub forced Sammie to let out a hot, wet, moan. "Ready for the real thing?" 

"Fuck! Yes! Fuck me now!" Sammie moaned out, dying for release. And so the man obliged, ripping her pants and shoving his cock deep into her. 

Sammie left hours later a long walk of shame back to her own place. She had just been dicked down and came in by a complete stranger. But she loved it. Every second. Sammie would spend the last few months of her college educations fucking dozens of guys, getting the college experience she had always wanted. She'd never see that cute barista again, but even if she did, there was no way in hell Sammie would ever want to change back.