He took the pill on the nightstand, and kept his eyes closed until the effect had run its course. Then he masturbated for two whole hours, gorging himself on the soft, supple flesh of his new breasts and the sweet sin of a fresh, virgin pussy. His name was Ken, but in his mind's eye, his real name was Brandy.

She took the pill on the kitchen counter, and watched her flesh mold and twist before her eyes. Then she got dressed and went for a walk, and whistled at all the pretty girls while her cock ached, nice and thick and reassuring between her hairy, muscular legs. Her name was Lisa, but she told the ladies to call her Cole.

He took the pill and bent over, sighing softly as his girlfriend pushed two fingers into him. They had been playing with the pills for a while now, and he was starting to enjoy the idea of bringing some toys into the mix. His girlfriend had joked about another man, but Stuart was still getting used to being Emily. In time, perhaps.

She took the pill and flushed the toilet before going back into the bar. In New Orleans during Mardi Gras, there was no way she wasn't going to get some strange tonight; sure enough, two hours later she drained herself into the mouth of a college girl from Idaho, and left her behind with a fake number and no clue that 'Chad' was actually Roseanne.

He took the pill, and bent over the table as he had been instructed. The flurry of blows turned his pale cheeks a shade of rosy pink, but then he was filled with the sweet sensation of being taken, and the pain turned to pleasure. He cooed and moaned with every stroke, and had no problem forgetting that he was Robert, not Cassandra.

She took the pill and downed it with a double shot of something sharp and zesty. In the dim light of the bedroom, her cock ached and throbbed against the soft, tight little pucker of her latest squeeze, but it was worth the wait just to feel the velvet walls of the sphincter give way Lacey's, no, sorry, Brian's new manhood.

He took the pill and laid down on the bed. The two men eyed him anxiously before silently dividing him between them, one mounting to savor his mouth while the other pushed into the fresh, tight slit. Darryl, now Julie, happily took them both in turn.

She took the pill because she had no choice. The restraints tugged at her wrists and ankles, and soon the blood was pumping into her powerful erection, much to the amusement of the tall, hard-faced woman in the high heels. Sandra spoke with Joseph's voice as she whimpered and pleaded for release, but it was early still, and they had a long night ahead of them.

He took the pill and went to knock on the neighbor's door. After sweet tea and quiet conversation, they made love in an upstairs bedroom, and he gasped with pleasure as the neighbor's big, thick prick pulsed and throbbed inside him. He could not get pregnant, for John was Marie only for a little while, but he still treasured the sensation of the sticky cum covering his insides.

She took the pill and pulled up to the curb, honking the horn and leaning back to thrill in the sensation of a semi-erection snaking down her trouser leg. When her step-sister came out, made up in skirt and pretty heels, and got into the car, she knew it was only a matter of time before they would end up in a parking lot, alone somewhere nice and quiet. Deep down, Miranda knew that it was wrong, but as Mark, all she could think about was her step-sister's pretty lips, and how good they'd look wrapped around something thick and hard...

On the off-chance that it wasn't obvious, this prompt is about the wonders of the imaginary X-change pill, and the endless fun we can have with it. Male to female? Female to male? Remember, it's not gay if he has a woman's body! And even if it is, who cares? Pop a pill, and you, too, can be part of a hot, steamy lesbian threesome! Everybody wins!

EDIT: I should have mentioned, I'm not necessarily asking for you to pick one of these vignettes. Consider them inspiration, nothing more.