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Yeonjun hadn’t jerked off in so long. Being on tour had prevented him from getting the privacy he needed to do so. When they finally got back to Seoul, the first thing he did was masturbate. He wasn’t even sure if the other members had gone to sleep yet, but he just couldn’t wait.
He opened up a private browser tab on his phone, pulled off his shorts, and got to work. First, he needed to find something to watch. He typically watched the same videos over and over, but he wanted something different this time. He needed to spice things up to keep himself interested.
He’d been on a kick of watching straight porn recently, so he typed that in and went straight to the second page. He found that the better websites were usually hidden further down in the search results. He was easily enticed by catchy titles, so he clicked first on a website called ‘Dreams Cum True’.
The website was set up like any other porn site, first with an acknowledgement that he was an adult and that he was aware of the illegality of the site. And then with a home page full of vulgar thumbnails. Yeonjun scrolled through the options, avoiding anything that looked too outside of his comfort zone.
He finally landed on a normal-looking video, one that was tagged with “amateur”. It was not amateur at all, with it being obvious that a whole crew was used to film. But Yeonjun still enjoyed watching the way the girl got pounded from behind by a big, muscly man. Yeonjun reached a hand under the sheets and lightly groped himself. He became hard in no time, and started to look for another video as he stroked up and down.
The next video he found was similar to the last, with a girl on all fours being fucked from behind. This time, she was fucked so hard that her arms gave out and she fell to the bed. She moaned loudly and her eyes rolled back in her head. Her body shook and her toes curled. Yeonjun didn’t understand how an orgasm could feel that good. Sure, they were nice, but never so nice that he felt the need to move his body like that.
He continued jerking off to video after video, all with a similar theme. Soon, he was close to cumming. The current video playing had a girl being fucked in missionary, the dude thrusting slowly, but with lots of force. One of his hands was playing with her tits, and the other was furiously rubbing across her clit. And she looked like she’d ascended to heaven.
Yeonjun only felt jealous. Man, I wish I knew how it felt to be fucked like that. Yeonjun had been fucked plenty of times before, but it never evoked a reaction like that. His pleasure lasted about twenty seconds before he was shot straight into overstim. And that was just purely painful. But these girls were fucked for hours on end and never got tired. They came multiple times without ever needing a break.
Yeonjun finally came when he saw the man on screen cumming on the girl’s tits. He rolled his hips up, and tried his best to catch his own mess within his hand.
He cleaned up afterwards, and climbed back into bed after pulling on fresh shorts. He ditched the tank top when he realized just how warm it was. And then he promptly passed out.
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When Yeonjun came to, his head was pounding. He felt much too dizzy to still be lying down. He felt a jolt run through his body, which shocked him enough to burst upright. Sitting up so fast caused his head to slam into the wall behind him, which definitely didn’t help the headache.
Yeonjun kept his eyes closed, trying to minimize the sensory input. He rubbed his temples, but nothing helped. All of a sudden, more noise was being made in his room, and he was forced to open his eyes to see what it was.
Someone was walking down the hallway, and then rattling his doorknob. The door flew open, with Soobin shouting, “Hyung! I heard a bang, are you oka- ?”
Soobin paused, a look of shock on his face. And then he promptly screamed. The pounding in Yeonjun’s head worsened tenfold, and he tried his best to cover his ears and block out the shrill noise.
But still, he could hear Soobin shouting nonsense.
“Who are you?”
“Get the fuck out of here!”
“What the fuck?!”
Soobin never calmed down, and Yeonjun was forced to yell back, “Soobin, shut up!”
And then he was starting to understand some of Soobin’s confusion. The voice that had left his throat was not his. It was similar, but much higher, almost as if it came from a girl.
He looked back up at Soobin to see him covering his eyes with his hands. He peeked through his fingers for a moment, and asked, “Yeonjun?”
Yeonjun was annoyed beyond belief. “Who else, dumbfuck?” he asked with a still high-pitched voice.
“Shit, hyung, something’s wrong.” Soobin still would not move his hands, and it frustrated Yeonjun even more.
Finally, he looked down to see what was freaking Soobin out so much.
And oh. Oh.
That wasn’t supposed to be there.
Instead of finding his own flat chest and stomach, all he could see were breasts.
Oh.
Yeonjun wanted to scream now, too. But he feared that same girlish voice would come out. So, instead, he pulled the sheets up over his head and tried to hide from the world. Maybe if he just went back to sleep, he could wake up to everything being normal again.
He couldn’t sleep, though. Not when he noticed more and more wrong with his body. He couldn’t even process what all was different, he just knew it was wrong .
“Umm, Yeonjun? Is that really you?” Soobin quietly asked the lump on the bed.
Yeonjun didn’t answer, but he did whine. He just wanted to disappear.
“Hyung, can I at least see your face?”
Yeonjun pulled the sheets down just enough to let his eyes peek out. Soobin was sitting beside him, smiling awkwardly.
“What happened?”
Yeonjun pulled the sheets down more and pointed to a shirt on the floor. Soobin grabbed it and handed it to him. After putting it on, he dropped the covers completely.
“I have no clue. H- How bad is it?”
Soobin stared at him for a while, his eyes starting on Yeonjun’s face before slowly dragging lower.
“You look like you, but also… not like you. It’s hard to explain.”
The headache flared again, and Yeonjun could tell he was on the verge of throwing up. He sprung from the bed and headed straight for his bathroom.
He dry heaved over the toilet for a few minutes before giving up. He stood to brush his teeth, but got lost staring at his body.
Soobin was right. It was him, but not him. It was him, but with a significantly more female body. His hair was a few inches longer, his face slightly slimmer. His proportions were all messed up, with his shoulders narrower, his hips and thighs wider, and his waist thinner. Worst of all, he’d shrunk. He had lost at least six inches of height.
And most noticeably, soft B-cup breasts replaced his once firm pecs, and his dick was gone.
Yeonjun sighed. His reflection sighed with him. It didn’t feel like a reflection, though. It felt like looking through a portal into another world. A world where everything was fucked up. Yeonjun had no clue what he had done to deserve this.
Finally, he left the bathroom. Soobin was still waiting on his bed. Yeonjun gingerly sat on the corner. He hated standing, because it just reminded him how much shorter he was.
“What did you do before you went to sleep? Something must’ve caused this.” Soobin was trying to reason with him. Yeonjun didn’t want to listen to logic, though.
“I was just jerking off. I don’t know how that resulted in this.” Yeonjun fiddled with his hands nervously. It only made him more nervous to see just how dainty they’d become.
“Hmm, maybe before that? What else did you do today?”
“Nothing, really. At least nothing that I haven’t done before.”
“Okay, so what was different?”
Yeonjun didn’t want to admit it, but the only difference in his routine was looking at that new porn site. He felt embarrassed by it, but still told Soobin.
“Okay, so you went on a new site? Can I see it?”
Yeonjun cringed, but handed Soobin his phone. Soobin scrolled through it with a serious expression.
“‘Dreams Cum True: We’ll Make All Your Wildest Fantasies Cum True’.” Soobin read the title aloud, and it was starting to make sense. He’d made a ridiculous wish right before he orgasmed. Could that really be it?
“I wished to know what it felt like to be fucked like the girls in those videos.”
Soobin looked up at him in surprise. “Really? That must be it!”
Yeah, it must be. But how was he supposed to get his old body back? “I don’t want to be a girl, though. I just wanted to be fucked like one.”
Soobin contemplated for a moment, before a lightbulb went off. “So you just need to be fucked. That should undo it.”
Oh. Soobin’s theory sounded correct. But he was scared to be fucked like this. Wouldn’t it hurt? And who would fuck him anyways?
And then he noticed the way Soobin was staring at him, nearly drooling. Yeonjun was already aware how much of a pervert his bandmate was, but he didn’t realize he would be a pervert for his hyung too.
“Ew, Soobin, really?”
“What? I just want to help you, noona.”
Fuck. Yeonjun had been called noona many times before, but never in a situation quite like this. And he liked it very much.
“Fine. But do it quickly. I want this to be over with.”
Soobin pouted. “But if I go fast, it won’t be like these videos.” He pointed at the phone still in his hands. “These girls were fucked six ways to Sunday. Shouldn’t I do the same to you?”
Yeonjun gulped. “I- I guess.”
“Good, then it’s settled. Get ready, noona.”
Yeonjun laid back on the bed, nearly shaking with nerves. Soobin was gentle as he pulled the shirt back off of Yeonjun’s torso. Yeonjun averted his eyes as Soobin placed one hand each on his breasts. He squeezed lightly, and Yeonjun gasped. It was a different sensation than he had been expecting.
Soobin’s mouth dove straight to Yeonjun’s chest, completely bypassing any sort of foreplay. Yeonjun rolled his eyes, but he didn’t expect any different.
Soobin’s tongue danced around a nipple, gently poking and licking. Yeonjun whined. Those lips on him felt ten times better than anytime he’d played with his own nipples. How could it be so sensitive?
Soobin licked and sucked forever, or at least until both of Yeonjun’s nipples were erect and covered in saliva. But Soobin still wasn’t done. He brought up a hand and pinched him. He rolled the bud between his fingers. And where Yeonjun had been awaiting the pain to kick in, it never came. It felt so heavenly to be played with like that.
He was starting to feel the way his pussy was heating up. He felt tingly and warm and wet. He subconsciously squeezed his legs together, and groaned at the friction.
Soobin spread his legs apart and sat himself between them. He leaned back down and nipped all over Yeonjun’s chest, sometimes stopping to suck and make hickeys.
Yeonjun was nearly shaking by the time Soobin moved away. He already felt so close to cumming, and he had no clue how to stop it. At least when he had a dick, he could easily wrap a hand around himself and squeeze to prevent himself from cumming. He had no way of doing such a thing now.
Soobin trailed his lips down Yeonjun’s significantly softer stomach, still biting occasionally. At the same time, his hand grazed his thigh and moved upwards. Soobin started by pressing over Yeonjun’s shorts, just pushing two fingers against his clothed cunt.
His other hand slid up under Yeonjun’s shorts. He didn’t move it, but let it lay close to the meet of his hip and leg. He subtly squeezed the flesh and stroked lightly. Yeonjun couldn’t decide if he wanted to moan or laugh from how ticklish it was.
Soobin’s mouth moved back up as his hands pulled down the shorts. Yeonjun had no underwear on underneath, so his nakedness was exposed to the cold air in the room. He shivered, but mostly from Soobin blowing his cold breath over his hardened nipples.
Fingertips continued to roam around Yeonjun’s legs, coming close to his wet heat, but never actually touching him. Soobin certainly knew how to tease.
And it surprised Yeonjun. He knew how much Soobin loved sex, just how high of a libido he had. So he hadn’t expected him to take things so slow. He thought they would go straight to fucking.
But no. Instead, Soobin was making sure Yeonjun was good and worked up, pushing him close to the edge of pleasure while still withholding enough to prevent him from cumming.
Finally, Soobin’s fingers touched him where he wanted it most. They just barely pressed against his lips, careful to not dig any deeper.
“Fuck, noona. You’re so wet already.” Soobin did eventually dip a finger between the lips, and pulled it out to show Yeonjun just how wet he was. The finger was covered in a clear liquid. And Soobin immediately stuck it into his own mouth, licking the fluids off completely.
“You taste so fucking good.” Yeonjun quietly watched as Soobin scooped up even more and licked it off his fingers. “God, just tasting you is making me hard.”
Yeonjun’s eyes glanced downwards, and he was right. Soobin’s cock was already forming a solid outline under his sweatpants. He must have an insane amount of patience.
“You can fuck me now, if you want.” Yeonjun tried to push him onward. But he refused.
“No. In fact, why don’t you suck me off? That way I’ll last longer when I actually fuck you.” Without waiting for a response, Soobin pulled off his shirt and pants and climbed to the edge of the bed.
Yeonjun followed. He wasn’t too nervous about this part, considering he’d given plenty of blowjobs before. But he found that he did have to sit up on his knees to reach Soobin’s lap. Before, he could’ve easily relaxed and sat back.
Yeonjun looked at the cock in front of him. It was big, definitely above average, and definitely bigger than anything he’d seen in real life. He tenderly grabbed the base and brought it towards his mouth. He pushed his plush lips against the base and mouthed at it. Soobin sat back, balancing with his hands.
Yeonjun took the tip into his mouth and sucked hard. He remembered that the plan was to recreate the porn videos he’d watched, so he tried his best to deepthroat it. He failed horribly though, and settled for just taking in as much as was comfortable.
Soobin gripped his long hair and pulled. Yeonjun let him guide his head up and down his cock. It was actually much easier than trying to blow him himself.
Soobin was starting to mumble expletives above him, and Yeonjun knew he was close. It only took a few more bobs before he was pulling out and resting his cock against Yeonjun’s lips. Yeonjun complied and opened his mouth to let Soobin cum inside, and that he did. The spurts were powerful enough to land on the rest of his face too, making a mess of his eyes, cheeks, mouth, and hair. Barely any cum made it into his mouth, but he dutifully swallowed what he could.
Soobin flopped back on the bed when his orgasm subsided. Yeonjun took the opportunity to grab a handful of tissues and wipe his face off. They both sat in silence while waiting for Soobin to gain some of his energy back.
Eventually, he sat up, grabbed Yeonjun’s waist, and pulled him back up on the bed.
“I wanna try something else,” Soobin whispered.
“What?”
Yeonjun didn’t receive a response. Instead, he was pushed to lay down, and Soobin straddled his stomach.
“Push your tits together.”
Yeonjun didn’t understand, but followed instructions. His cold hands touching his sensitive skin made his insides tingle and sent goosebumps along his flesh.
Soobin reached behind himself and ran his fingers between Yeonjun’s pussy again. He collected a lot of the wetness that had formed earlier, and brought it up to spread on his cock. He stroked himself a few times, and then pushed his cock between Yeonjun’s boobs.
Yeonjun understood then, and knowing about Soobin’s gross fascination with breasts, he should’ve seen it coming. Soobin grunted as he shoved his hips forward and back, fucking between the lubed up skin. Yeonjun did his best to create a tight slide. And he stuck his tongue out for Soobin to hit each time he pushed forward.
“Ugh, fuck, noona.” Soobin’s eyebrows were drawn together in concentration. Even though he’d just cum, he looked about to explode again.
“Mmm, yeah. You like fucking noona’s tits, don’t you?” Yeonjun egged him on. “I bet you don’t even want to fuck my pussy, huh? You’re perfectly satisfied just shoving your cock against my chest. What a sicko.”
Soobin weeped above him. In all the videos he’d watched, the man had always dominated. And yet, here was Yeonjun taking the lead. He just hoped Soobin would still be able to fuck him good.
Soobin pulled away eventually, and sighed heavily.
“I thought you were supposed to be making me feel good, not the other way around,” Yeonjun continued on with his teasing.
“You’re right, Jun. Sorry. Let me clear my mind and then I’ll focus on you again.”
Yeonjun rolled his eyes. How pathetic.
Soobin took several deep breaths, and then moved to lay on his stomach between Yeonjun’s legs. Without warning, his tongue dove into the wet heat. Yeonjun gasped. Soobin’s tongue gently ran up and down over the lips before finally pushing between them. He smoothed it down, and then curled it up. The tip of it caught on something that made Yeonjun’s back arch.
“ Ahh , fuck! Do that again.”
Soobin did as told, and focused on that one spot. He licked over his clit for a while before changing to sucking it. Yeonjun moaned loudly and squeezed his eyes shut. He felt more liquid trickling from his hole.
Soobin eventually abandoned his station on Yeonjun’s clit and licked his way down to Yeonjun’s hole. He pushed his tongue against it, and slowly shoved it inside.
It was a sensation unlike anything else Yeonjun had ever felt. He had thought it would be similar to being penetrated in the ass, but it wasn’t. Instead of having to focus hard on relaxing and letting the intrusion happen, it happened naturally. His body easily opened up to Soobin’s appendage, allowing it entrance.
The tongue wormed its way inside, meeting no resistance. Yeonjun could barely feel a thing, except a slight stretch and the added heat from Soobin’s mouth.
Soobin’s tongue didn’t make it far before pulling out, and pushing back in again. He began to tongue-fuck Yeonjun’s hole with a speed that felt inhuman. Yeonjun had no clue where Soobin had learned his insane tongue techniques, but he loved it.
Soon, Soobin added a finger. It also entered easily. And then he added a second. Finally, Yeonjun felt the stretch. But it still didn’t hurt. It helped that Soobin had moved his mouth back up, so he could suck on the clit while fingering Yeonjun.
Soobin quickly worked up to three fingers. And he was moving in a random pattern that left Yeonjun breathless. His mouth was on his clit, then on his hole. His tongue was on top of his lips, then inside him. His fingers were fucking him, then rubbing his clit. He moved in a beautiful dance that easily brought Yeonjun to orgasm.
Yeonjun cried out as his pussy throbbed. His entire body tingled, starting from his legs and moving up. His muscles tensed hard enough that he feared catching a cramp. And throughout it all, Soobin continued eating him out.
After seemingly hours of pleasure, Yeonjun’s body finally relaxed. He collapsed onto the bed and struggled to catch his breath.
Soobin laughed. “Did you like that?” Yeonjun looked down to see him smirking and wiping his face. Yeonjun nodded. “Well good, ‘cause we’re nowhere near done yet.”
Soobin grabbed under his knees and forced his legs to his chest. A squelching sound was made as Soobin pushed his cock into Yeonjun’s hole. Yeonjun winced, actually feeling a slight sting of pain as his hole was stretched. The pain didn’t last long, but Soobin still waited to let him get used to the feeling before moving.
As Yeonjun tried to relax, he looked up at Soobin’s face. The man was sweating like crazy, his hair matted to his forehead. He was breathing hard, and gripping Yeonjun’s knees even harder. His hands slid down to hold onto his waist instead, but he still used his own chest to fold Yeonjun up.
Yeonjun nodded eventually, and Soobin started to move. He didn’t thrust quickly, but he did use a lot of force. The bed shook with the power of his hips. Yeonjun cried out and held onto the bed sheets.
“Ah- ah . Soob- ”
“What, noona? What do you need?” Soobin’s voice was deeper than Yeonjun had ever heard. It made his mouth go dry.
“I wan- I wanna ride you.”
Soobin stopped immediately and pulled out. He flipped over and manhandled Yeonjun into sitting on top of him. Yeonjun grabbed his cock and held it steady as he sank down. He didn’t have much energy left, but he used all that he could to bounce up and down on the dick. As he did so, Soobin groped his tits and pinched his nipples. He pushed them together and pulled them apart. It was as if he was trying to pull the flesh right off.
Yeonjun groaned. He quickly lost stamina, and settled into a rocking motion, deeply grinding against Soobin. Said man raised his hand and quickly rubbed his thumb over Yeonjun’s clit. That caused him to fully collapse. Soobin chuckled at him, and rearranged them again.
He lifted Yeonjun back up and sat up himself with his legs crossed. He pulled Yeonjun closer and started fucking him again. Yeonjun wrapped his hands around Soobin’s neck, and moved with him to create as much friction as possible.
Soobin’s mouth wandered around his skin on his neck, eventually making its way down to his chest. He sucked on Yeonjun’s nipples as his hips continued to push his cock as far in as possible. Soon, he had moved into a position that hit something wonderful deep inside Yeonjun.
It caused him to moan loudly, and grind even faster. Soobin kept that same angle, making sure to press the tip of his cock into that spot.
Yeonjun came again without even realizing that he had been close. That same wave of emotions from before washed over him, his body tingling from head to toe. The squelching sounds from earlier picked up in volume, and Soobin’s cock nearly slid out of him.
Yeonjun slumped into Soobin’s hold. And Soobin was kind enough to stop moving just long enough for the elder to recuperate.
“Hmm, did I find the sweet spot?” Soobin whispered into his ear.
“Yeah,” Yeonjun whispered back.
“I know a better angle then.” Soobin lifted Yeonjun off of his lap, flipped him over, and pulled his hips up. Yeonjun held his upper body up with his arms, which were still shaking. Soobin pushed back into his wet cunt, and thrusted hard enough to make Yeonjun’s arm fall immediately. Yeonjun allowed his face to fall to the bed, his tits also dragging against the sheets. Soobin still held his hips up and continued to fuck him hard.
But apparently, he didn’t like Yeonjun being face down. He ran his fingers through Yeonjun’s hair, giving his scalp a small massage before gripping hard and pulling. Yeonjun’s head was forced up, and he had to try his best to hold his weight with his arms again. Even still, Soobin did not let go. Yeonjun’s mouth dropped open, and he moaned uncontrollably. He didn’t care who would hear.
The clapping sound was almost as loud as his moans, as well as the grunts coming from Soobin’s throat. Yeonjun felt his sweat drip onto his back, and he knew that Soobin was using all the power that he could to fuck Yeonjun as hard as possible.
Soobin finally released the hair, and instead held onto Yeonjun’s asscheeks. He pulled them apart and ran a finger over the hole there. Yeonjun hiccupped, finally feeling something familiar. And yet, it was somehow still so different. Being penetrated in multiple ways at once felt amazing. Soobin just barely dipped his finger into Yeonjun’s ass, but it still made him cum for a third time.
Yeonjun shook violently and collapsed yet again. He was almost to the point of passing out, and he didn’t know how much more he could take. Wetness seeped from his hole and ran down his thighs. He feared the amount of cleanup he would have to do later on.
Soobin slowed down once more. Both hands reached under Yeonjun’s body and hoisted him up. Yeonjun’s back hit Soobin’s chest, and Soobin’s head was easily able to hook over his shoulder. Soobin started moving again, and he reached even deeper points within Yeonjun.
One hand moved back and forth between both of Yeonjun’s tits, tweaking and rubbing his nipples. The other hand furiously moved against his clit, nearly rubbing it raw.
Yeonjun felt tears come to his eyes, but he barely noticed. He vaguely noticed that Soobin’s cock was pushing into his smaller body enough to show through his skin. Yeonjun ran a hand over his stomach and felt the way it bulged with each thrust.
What finally pushed him over the edge one last time was Soobin pinching his nipple and his clit in unison, as well as grinding his cock into Yeonjun’s sweet spot. The combination of stimulation from multiple points made Yeonjun’s head swim. He only saw white as his eyes rolled back into his head and he came harder than he ever had before.
Soobin came at that moment as well, his hips thrusting shallowly to deposit all of his seed deep within his noona. Yeonjun felt the warmth from it spread inside him.
Yeonjun’s body had finally gone through enough exertion for him to pass out. He fell back into Soobin’s arms, and let his bandmate take care of the rest.
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Yeonjun woke up a second time that night with his head spinning. Except this time, he opened his eyes immediately. And he was pleased to see that his chest was completely flat, and his dick was back right where it should be.
Soobin was still on the bed with him, completely naked and holding him. Yeonjun laughed at the clinginess. The noise roused Soobin from his sleep.
“Thanks, Soobin,” Yeonjun whispered.
“Don’t mention it,” Soobin whispered back before falling back to sleep.