Coco's Ride on the Wild Side

by Dark_Star777

Rating: mature
Tags: Coco Pommel, Original Character, Random, Sex, Anthro
Length: 1239

Coco has quite the event happen to her whenever night falls in Manehatten. Sexual escapades will soon follow.

Coco Pommel. Accomplished seamstress, occasional assistant to Rarity, and recent upstart in the fashion industry. A little bit timid sometimes, a little bit bold other times, but would you believe what happens when she watches the sunset?

Her body changes, her mind goes through a colossal shift, and all that she can think about is finding whoever she can and doing whatever they want, even if it means completely destroying the image she had made for herself in the city.

Spoiler Alert! (Contains gender transformation, femboy-ism, sluttification, prostitution, and incredible amounts of gay sex, randomness, and other silly things)

Published 2017-09-08 23:30:07 UTC
Last updated 2017-09-08 23:30:07 UTC

The Change

Coco sighed as she walked inside of her apartment, tail swishing behind her legs as she shuffled her way towards a lounge chair that she had set up in the living room area. Taking a load off, she gave herself the time that she had needed to relax before looking over towards the nearby window, seeing that the sun was beginning to set. She looked at it once or twice without really thinking much of it, but by the third time she looked at it, she gave a cute little gasp as she got up and started to strip herself naked.

Such bizarre things had been happening to her as of lately, and all after one unfortunate encounter with an enchantress in a bad mood. She didn't mean to bump into her or anything, she just was in a rush and accidentally knocked into a practical amazonian unicorn mare that cursed her afterwards. Since then, she had been experiencing multiple different symptoms whenever the nighttime rolled around, always causing her extreme headaches. Having been a few weeks since the incident, she had already known what to prepare for as she pulled her panties down her legs and put her bra away.

When it came to her body, Coco considered herself surprisingly plain, but in reality, being an earth pony gave her a few...positives. Her breasts were full and round, being at a firm C-cup, her waistline was thin and slender as well, even having a surprisingly supple rear to add to her appeal. The only thing holding her back was her social anxiety. With a body like hers, she'd be way too easy to eye, and it wasn't a good feeling. As the sun was setting though, she wouldn't have to worry about it all that much. She just looked over towards her wardrobe and sighed as the first signs of the change had began.

It all started with her butt, making her squirm about in her seat as she felt it actually get bigger, expanding outward as she felt it begin taking up more space in the seat. She moaned out as she felt her waistline began slimming, even more-so when her breasts actually began receding. The flesh itself retracted into her skin as her voice slightly began getting deeper and deeper, retaining a somewhat feminine tone to it as she could only feel worse as her insides also shifted around. Slowly, she rubbed along her crotch as she could feel all manner of odd feelings flowing throughout it, feeling a set of testicles begin blooming out. Her clit throbbed as well as it began transforming as well, growing into an equally masculine organ, all while the traces of her vagina vanished without a trace.

Coco was completely unsure as to why the enchantress had made her grow more masculine, but she certainly wasn't enjoying the feeling. Her newly-forming male genitals began throbbing as they grew outward, filling up the space in front of her as she moaned. Her new cock had started out small, but it grew bigger as time went on, getting thicker and changing into a deep pink color to match how it used to be her clit, but her cream-colored balls matched her coat with ease. Before she even knew it, her balls had sprouted out even larger, both of them filling up at least a handful on their own while her cock grew up towards her chin, standing proud at sixteen inches while also being a solid four inches thick.

The last bit of the transformation was the most painful out of all of them, forcing her jawline to tone out further as her voice finally picked a new tone to it, deep and masculine, but a certain bit of teasing to it. She still maintained a somewhat effeminate face, but her new jawline maintained her new masculine frame, and slowly but surely, her mind had began warping as well. Images of all manner of different sexual situations formed in her mind, making her smirk and begin laughing happily as the last bit of Coco Pommel vanished, and she had ultimately become a he.

He smiled to himself rather happily as he looked over himself, standing up carefully as he examined himself, cock swaying to and fro as he enjoyed the feeling of having a proper amount of weight to his front again, turning around and smacking his perfectly round ass and watching it jiggle sensually as he looked over his apartment again, sauntering on towards the wardrobe and makeup table as he began digging through the clothes in order to pull out exactly what he wanted to wear that evening.

First came a rather cute pair of panties, a deep royal purple color as he smiled and began dragging them up his slender legs. His cock was still jutting out, but he focused on getting dressed before having any fun that evening. His panties were a little bit tight, and did an absolutely horrible job in trying to contain his balls as they practically spilled out of the sides, but they did at least cover his shapely rear relatively well. After that, he grabbed a pair of daisy dukes and grinned maliciously as he dragged those up his legs as well, feeling them cling to his ass as he giggled and bent over forward, trying to keep from getting too hard to continue. Keeping his mind serious, his pink monster began to wilt, letting him stuff it into his dukes, albeit with a huge bulge in the front that just about anyone could see.

Next of course came his top, even though he knew for a fact that he wouldn't be wearing one for very long. With that in mind, he decided to wear a black tank top without any sleeves to it, wearing it gently as he looked around for whatever other accessories he could find. Thankfully, when he was still Coco, he had prepared for the evenings ahead and picked up a few special things, including a set of fishnet leggings and even had an arm variant as well, donning them and snapping them tight before putting on a pink collar with 'Slut' written on the tag.

With his outfit now donned properly, he took a seat at his makeup table, looking at the full-body mirror and feeling the bulge in his pants grow tighter already. How badly he wanted to try and please himself, but unfortunately for him, he didn't have any time for it. Instead, he focused on just putting on his makeup, consisting of a light pink eyeshadow and some gentle mascara. He was already prepared to feel it run down his pretty face, but that didn't mean that he wanted to waste all of it, heaven forbid.

Having carefully established everything that he needed, he soon stepped up and smiled as he looked out the window, knowing exactly where he was headed as grabbed his keys and purse and carried them out the door. Coco was given all the time in the world to rest and relax, but this new Cocoa was ready to hit the town, and maybe even get a hit back as he slapped his ass once again for the road.

Author's Note

This is why you never write a story based on a weird, fetish-induced dream or two. You end up with incredibly awkward stories like this.