Quick Massage - TG
Tags: Permanent, Gender bend, Gender swap, MTF
I'm Riley, finally taking a real vacation after college. My friends and I decided to go to Indonesia. It was cheap, the food was insane, the locals were the nicest people on the planet, plus the women were unreal. The whole trip had been one long blast of activities, even after one of the guys ate…
I'm Riley, finally taking a real vacation after college. My friends and I decided to go to Indonesia. It was cheap, the food was insane, the locals were the nicest people on the planet, plus the women were unreal. The whole trip had been one long blast of activities, even after one of the guys ate some bad shrimp the first night and spent a full day glued to the toilet. Today we hit the beach. My skin was already cooked. Two days in the sun had turned my shoulders the color of a boiled lobster, so while the rest of the boys went sprinting into the water like a pack of idiots, I dragged a mat under a sagging palm tree to lie in the shade feeling sorry for myself. The air smelled like salt, coconut sunscreen, plus the sweet smoke off a satay cart down the beach. My friend Dewa, the local guy we always made translate everything, had wandered off with the others. That was the part that mattered. He was the only one who could tell me what anybody was actually saying. So when this man walked up to me, I had no backup. He was Indonesian, maybe forty, short but built solid through the chest, brown skin shining with sweat. He had a sarong knotted at his hip, a plastic bottle in each hand. "Quick massage," he said, grinning wide. "Quick massage, very good, very good!" He set one bottle down in the sand next to me. It was bright pink, with some little symbol on the label I did not bother reading. Then he said a price while he rubbed his hands together in the air, kneading at nothing, showing me what he meant. I thought about it for a second. My back did ache from sleeping wrong on the bunk bed. "Yeah, okay," I said, giving him a thumbs up. The man licked his lips and got right to work. "Hey, that pink stuff," I said, eyeing the bottle. "That's not gonna burn me to a crisp? My skin's already wrecked, man!" "No problem, no problem," he said, waving his hand. I sighed, rolled onto my belly, chin on my crossed arms. His hands hit my back, I groaned into the mat right away, because the guy was good. He poured the pink stuff out, cool, slick, way thicker than normal oil, warming up fast once he started rubbing it in. SQUELCH His thumbs dug along my spine, working down toward my lower back, a deep tingling heat spreading out everywhere he touched. My skin went weirdly sensitive, every drag of his palms lighting me up. I melted right into the mat. 'God, that's good. Worth every rupiah. The boys are missing out!' His hands moved down to my legs, kneading the oil into my calves, the backs of my thighs. His movements were so smooth, so firm, it felt like he was reshaping me. That is the only way I can put it. Like my legs were clay he was smoothing down longer, thinner. What I did not know yet was that he actually was. Then his fingers hooked into the waistband of my briefs to pull them right down. "Whoa, hey!" I twisted around, my face going hot. I checked up the beach quick to make sure nobody saw my bare ass hanging out. The man just smiled, said something fast in his own language, then, "Full body massage! Full body!" I was so annoyed. Nobody told me what full body meant. But it felt incredible, so I figured as long as the boys did not catch me getting my butt rubbed by a stranger, who cares. I shut my eyes and made myself calm down. His hands went everywhere after that. My legs, my feet, the arches where it tickled, my hips, the curve of my ass. Then he reached under me to pour a thick glug of the pink stuff right onto my dick. It burned. It was not a bad burn, an electric kind. I bit down on my lip hard to stay quiet. "Mmmph~" His slick hand wrapped around me to stroke, my dick going rock hard so fast it hurt, twitching in his fist. Then something started feeling really wrong. It felt like my dick was melting. Like it was shrinking even while it was hard, getting smaller in his hand, a little dribble of precum leaking out of the tip. I was too embarrassed to even open my eyes. 'No, that's just the weird oil, that's just the angle, it's fine, it's fine...' My whole body was on fire now. My chest pressed against the mat, starting to burn too, a deep aching swell behind both nipples. The two parts of my chest felt like they were getting bigger. Heavier. My nipples dragged against the rough towel, so sensitive I almost cried out. "Aahn~" What the hell was in this stuff? I could not feel my dick anymore. The last time it twitched it felt tiny, just a little nub left, then there was this other feeling down there I could not understand, an empty soft openness where it used to be. "Lie on belly," the man said. "More!" I tried. But when I pressed back down, my chest squished out to the sides, soft, full, wrong. My eyes flew open. I looked down underneath myself to find breasts. Real breasts, pale, round, heavy and swinging a little as I shifted. Women's breasts just hanging off my chest. "Wha," I croaked, my voice coming out high and soft. I jerked my head around to look back at the man, my face burning so hot I could not meet his
