Titfucking hands down! That choice was easy. Who didn't love titfucking?

The world shifted and I felt strange. My chest got heavier and heavier. When it settled I was on a soft bed with satin sheets. The room seemed to be akin to a fancy hotel.

Then I looked down at my chest now sporting double d boobs. I looked down past them and confirmed that I did still have my dick. This was uncomfortable and weird, I wasn't supposed to be the one with boobs! Gently I groped them with both my hands and ran over them. They seemed very real but I guess I wouldn't be the best judge, and aside from that I had no issues with "fake" boobs. All boobs were good boobs in my eyes.

"Getting those beautiful mountains ready for me?" A masculine voice spoke. I looked up and my jaw nearly dropped. This guy was gorgeous with chiseled abs and a towel around his waist. Never in my life had I been so certain of my pansexuality.

"Like what you see baby?" He purred. "Well don't let me stop you" and with that he dropped the towel to reveal his cock, already growing tall and tall it was.

I couldn't seem to get over my speechlessness as he climbed onto the bed and over me. I wasn't thrilled still at having breasts but I also was not going to say no to this hottie. And I had to admit I was curious about the experience.

He laid me back gently and pulled out a bottle of lube from.... I actually hadn't seen him grab it from anywhere. It seemed like one second his hand was empty and the next he had lube.

I shivered as he let it slowly pour onto me, before then dripping some onto his cock. He rubbed it all over himself and then me, making our bits shine.

He slipped himself between them with a moan and I couldn't help the one that escaped my lips too. He rubbed between my tits slowly, lube glistening in the lighting. It felt so weird and foreign but not at all bad.

"Yeah so good baby"

The pace picked up and he grabbed my boobs and pushed them together tighter. I could tell he was getting close to finishing and braced myself for the cum to land on my face, but instead he switchwd to his hand and backed up slightly, shooting his load onto my chest instead with a loud groan.

Breathing heavy, I sat up and touched the sticky mess lightly. The man faded away followed by the room, and the mess as well. My chest went back to normal and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Bootworship | Bukkake | Hate Sex

I stared at my choices, with the new knowledge that this world could warp my body and who knows what else.