“You’re coming over now?

Yeah, I’m home, but- okay I’ll see you in an hour…” You trail off disappointingly, hoping to have pushed off seeing your long time friend for at least a few hours.

It’s not that you can’t wait to see Travis; but you’d just struck out with a pretty hot girl, and she got you pretty worked up before leaving…

You walk into the bathroom sporting a stiff member, heart pumping with horniness as you try to conjure a game plan.

Maybe a quick shower can help out with-

“Bath salts?” You wonder aloud, picking up a medicine style bottle your date had clearly left behind.

You furrow your brow at the brand- ‘Fem Salt’, but it gets you even more excited as you read the usage and directions: ‘Just a few grains of our potent alkaline solution leaves women and men sensually begging for more, just be careful not to use too much…’

“That’s ominous…” You mumble, turning the bottle over as an idea suddenly lights up in your head.

You smile sneakily as the bath starts to run, and you set a timer for forty five minutes to make sure you’re ready for Travis. Steam rises as the hot water pools on the floor, and you step in before sitting down in the shallow bath.

Your mind spins as you open the bottle of Fem Salt, the pungent odor opening a part of your sinuses you never felt before. The thought crosses for you to just empty the entire bottle in the water, but you decide to just try it out first just in case.  

You sprinkle a few grains directly on your dick, and smile as it reacts to the tickling stimulation. Then there’s nothing for several minutes, and you just sit back as the bath rises. You pour some soap into your hand as you recall the conversation you had with Mary, her hand massaging your-

Shit!

You almost jump in shock, the hot water touching the salt on your penis erupts in cold erotic bliss. Your back arches as your feet curl, and you almost lift yourself out of the bath involuntarily. The soap bottle knocks over as you viciously tug on your member, cold arousal turning hot as the water starts to bubble around you…

Within minutes you’re blasting hot cum into the soapy water, the velvety heat somehow squeezing tighter than a virgin pussy around your pulsating erection. Your ears ring as you fill the tub with your seed, and you’re finally able to stretch your toes in the restrictive porcelain.

Wait…

How are you fully stretched out underwater?

Your moisturizer hand searches for your girthy member to hold on to as your veins constrict in the afterglow of orgasm, but you find nothing. So you rest both hands on your flat tummy, exhausted by the powerful orgasm brought on by the Fem Salt as you drift off.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Oh shit

“Travis is gonna be here soon, and- Wh- what’s with my voice??” You cough as you get out of the tub, the feeling of speaking high pitched like a lump in your throat.

You look around the messy bathroom in a hazy rush, thoughts forming at half the speed you’re trying to think. The pungent smell of Fem Salt almost stings your nostrils as you look down your soapy body, now lithe and feminine with-

“Big boobs!!

And my thighs are touching, this is so gross!” You whine, caressing your pale thigh before squeezing it between your thumb and finger, wincing at the color of your nails as you stretch your girly leg back into the bath.

And why does it feel so weird between your legs??

Like you just jerked off, but could go for a second round…

“Fuck!” You mutter, pinching your puffy folds between two fingers as you feel the smoothness of your crotch.

You’re not prepared for the rush of arousal that comes from playing with your new pussy, a wave of hormones leaving you breathless as you twist your thighs and squirm.

“Mmmmm…”

You have to get out of here asap to stop this transformation, and figure out what’s going on before Travis gets here!

Good thing you locked the front door, you’ll just text him you’re not home right-

“I guessed the code and let myself in, I hope that’s-

Whoa!” Travis suddenly stops talking, standing in the bathroom doorway behind you as you try to pick yourself up out of the tub.

Your face twists with shameful remorse as you turn around, but all Travis sees is shy sexual pride. You can’t help but sit in an aroused position, your body still unnaturally turned on by the Fem Salt.

“Are you…” Travis trails off shakily as the Fem Salt starts affecting him, “Are you going out with-”

“What?? No!” You automatically protest, too flustered to take the easy out.

“Cool.” Travis says mindlessly, falling under the influence of the Fem Salt as you start to notice how large his muscles are.

“Wha- wait, I-

Uhhhhh…” You suddenly moan sweetly, leaning back and writhing as Travis’s strong hands grip your soft pert breasts.

You’re taken aback by the movement of plush fat on your chest, soaped up skin perfect for Travis’s hands to massage. He effortlessly glides around your breasts, pushing them together and pinching your nipples as you moan loudly and dampen his shirt.

You can feel his hard shaft press into your back, and it gives you goosebumps. Your body floods your feminine brain with new thoughts, and you wince as they slowly shape your desires.

Soon you don’t feel a need to wince, wanting nothing more than Travis to let you suck and ride on his cock as he expertly manipulates your breasts.

You slink down seductively, slippery body easily escaping his strong grip. You’re too high to think about your actions, shame completely dissolved by the Fem Salt.

“Don’t make me beg for it!” You pout, kneeling in the transformative bath water as Travis drools over your plump lips.

You can feel your breasts bounced up and down, but see Travis’s hands on his zipper.  

Who’s playing with your boobies??

Oh, It’s you!

You stop for a moment to check, pinching your nipple as you delightfully tease Travis with perfect breasts. You can’t help but turn yourself on even more, overwhelmed with desire as Travis’s erection springs from his pants.

He happily lets suck on his cock, helping you deepthroat him by forcing your head down. He’s the perfect lover, but doesn’t want to get his clothes more wet. You try explaining how relaxing the bath is and how fun it would be to ride him in it, but he claims to have a meeting pretty soon.

He still lets you swallow his cum, the warm shot of euphoria your body needed to be set over the brink. You shake and moan as you sink back into the bath water, bubbles of pure arousal making you feel like you’re floating.

You whimper and pull at your pulsating womanhood, clitoris screaming for attention as you pull your beautiful lips apart. Just getting touched by the warm salty water is enough to stimulate your clitoris, and it throbs satisfyingly as you fill the room with delicious cries of pleasure.

“Holy shit!!” Travis suddenly exclaims as you squeal, diving into the water headfirst to eat out your sensitive folds.

For his safety, but more out of an involuntary reflex; your hips jut out of the water, serving Travis his dish up perfectly as his lips snugly fit between your thighs.

He sucks on your pussy intensely, eliciting even more sweet cum as your slender thighs strain. Slowly though, his suction eases up- and not by Travis’s choice either, you can feel his grip on your thighs ease too.

His hands definitely shrink as they try to keep his fingers wrapped around your petite legs, but you can hear Travis’s grunts slowly turn… feminine.

Travis doesn’t stop eating you out, unaware of the changes as his cock slowly dwindles away. He must’ve ingested a lot more water than you, cuz the Fem Salt is quickly making work on Travis’s bulky frame. It doesn’t take long for you to both easily fit in the tub; at which point Travis’s lithe arms and legs wrap around you, holding you in a passionate embrace as you’re pulled underwater.

“Stop!” You shout, picking your head up out of the water as Travis tries to put your face between her thighs, “We have to get this stuff off of us!”

Travis doesn't ignore you, but she does send you underwater one last time before your words register. You’re forced to drink several gulps of the salty bath water, and feel your already diluted mind spin as your stomach garbles.

“This isn’t like, funny!” You shout in a ditzy daze, “It’s like, not…

Wait, what was I just like, saying?”

“I don’t know…” Travi trails off, “But I’m totes sorry for going overboard while playing, I just got like, a little excited!”

“Omg, it’s like, totally fine!

But this salt is like, making me dry and stuff, we should like, showerrrr…” You trail off with a slutty giggle, knowing Travi would do pretty much anything you want.

She’s more attracted to you than almost anyone in the world, but you’re just not that into girls. Travi is definitely beautiful though, so you do take advantage of the stranglehold you have over her lust.

“If we shower, I don’t want like, any teasing or anything, got it? You totes have to just like, let me do whatever I want to you! I’ll totally turn you lesbo!” Travi giggles, picking you up out of the tub as you laugh along with her.

Can she actually turn you lesbo??

Offering to soap you down is a good start, and you can’t say she’s any worse at groping you than the last guy to try. She knows the exact spots to make you tweak, the familiarity of femininity obviously…

She kisses better than any guy you’ve ever been with, softer lips and a nice lengthy tongue…

You even start to appreciate the slender curves of her body, juicy ass and- sticky wet pussy…