A macho porn star gets suckered into becoming the leading lady of an XChange Xperience film.

It began with the billboards. Subtly risqué yet dangerously provocative: Pills that promise an instant transformation into the opposite sex. Nobody expected it to spread like wildfire, least of all me.

I was Marco Rey, legendary porn star, and while the porn industry shifted beneath the XChange trend, I was determined to stay the same.

Porn might be the industry hit hardest by XChange. Because as soon as those pills started hitting the market, they went from fad to cornerstone. Porn genres practically changed overnight for it.

Films of your favorite porn actors and actresses taking the pill. Films of first-timers getting their worlds rocked by their first orgasm as the other sex. Amateur camshows of boyfriends and girlfriends swapping genders.

There was something refreshing, no, powerful, about it. Because of how it made everything genuine. Guys who've only experienced sex one way their whole lives, experiencing the female orgasm for the first time. Or girls wielding cocks for the first time in theirs.

When the phase first hit the market, my agent, Jack, was calling me day and night. I was Marco Rey. The hung and muscled stud that everybody knew in this business. If you jerked off to porn, you'll almost certainly have jerked off to me.

And companies were banging on his door for the chance to capture 'Marco Rey's first XChange Xperience' on film.

I refused. Stuck to my guns. See, being the hot-blooded Italian stallion was what made me famous and what made rent in the first place. Everybody in the industry could recognise me by my tattoos; I was that iconic.

Getting fucked on XChange would ruin me.

One day though, those calls stopped coming. And my once-weekly shoots started drying up, and with it, my main source of income. Looking around, it wasn't hard to see why.

XChange was dominating the market in every way. There wasn't a big-name porn star that hadn't taken the pill at least once. Everyone from Lexi Belle to James Deen had done it!

Every porn site featured at least one scene with XChanged actors. It was the direction porn was headed in, and I was being left behind because I refused to follow.

After three weeks without a call from Jack, I decided enough was enough. My landlord was hounding me for rent I couldn't pay and my girlfriend was pouting from the lack of 'attention'. I needed money and I needed it now.

Picking up the phone, I gave my agent a call: "Hey, Jack? This is Marco."

"Yeah, babe?" came his thick Miami accent. "Finally caved in, eh?"

"...Yeah. How much did you say they were willing to pay me?" I resented his cockiness and his pride, but grit my teeth and pushed through it.

"Two grand." Jack answered, "and mate, that's just for a blowjob."

I was reeling from the numbers. This was what I made in a month. And the numbers only got more unbelievable as he went on.

"And Marco? They'll pay you double that for a fuck scene and triple for anal. All that complaining you did about not getting paid enough for your hard work? Well, just take the pill, lie back, and you'll be making more than you ever did."

I paused for a moment. "I don't know, Jack. This is all so new to me... Seems almost crazy, going off the deep end like that... How much are they offering for a solo?"

"Two hundred fifty. And that's only for your first time. Rates go lower after that." I could just feel my hopes dashed with his answer.

"Fuck, so little?" Giving up my masculinity for that seemed incomprehensible to me.

"Look, mate, nobody wants to see a guy play with himself on XChange, they want to watch him go all the way! XChange is the new thing and companies are just buzzing for the chance to shoot Marco Rey's first time fucking with it on camera..."

Already, I was picturing myself before a big black stud or some italian stallion, the same ones I'd gangbang or double-penetrate girls with. The thought sent shivers down my spine.

"And it looks like it's a phase that's here to stay, mate. Until it's over, it's all these companies want. But companies are only gonna be paying this price for first-timers now. A few months from now and you won't be getting this golden deal—"

"Alright, alright." I cut him off. He'd gotten me exactly where he wanted: desperate and without options.

"I'll do it. One scene. And I want final say on my scene partner. No creampies, no facials, nothing humiliating. Last thing I want is to be losing my machismo from it."

"Sure, Marco. Anything you want." I could just feel Jack smiling through the phone. "I'll make the calls, get you the best deal. You just wait for me to call you back, alright?"

And with that, I'd unwittingly begun the end of Marco Rey.

-

Arriving on set, I felt devoid of my usual swagger and pride.

There was something demeaning that I never felt before, knowing I was about to take a pill and get screwed on camera.

The director, William, was a man I'd known for a while now. We'd drank together a few times after shoots too, joking and rating all the girls I'd screw. All in all, we'd hit it off pretty well.

Today, he was all smiles as he welcomed me onto the set.

Jack was there too. He said he was there to protect the goods and make sure they didn't flout any of the rules I'd given them, though half of me didn't believe him.

"I'm sure you're familiar with the casting couch." William laughed.

I sure was, just never as the girl. I took a seat where he gestured.

"Your scene partner should be here in a few. Meanwhile, let's do a quick run-through of how we'll be doing this. He'll offer you the pill and start flirting with you once you take it. Feign a little reluctance at first, before giving in..."

Oh, I won't be feigning anything, I thought to myself, drifting off already as he went on. The last thing I wanted to hear about was instructions on how to fuck.

"...Remember, you're in an XChange Xperience film, so we really want to capture how it feels to be a girl. You got that?" William shot me his winning smile.

"Yeah, yeah."

It was a while more before my scene partner showed up. I heard him before I saw him, the sound of his bike roaring into the apartment's parking lot outside.

Minutes later, the door opened, revealing my partner for the day. And it wasn't an enormous black man or some Italian stud like I expected. Instead, it was an unassuming white boy, in his early twenties at the most, and handsome too, in a country boy sort of way.

"Him? He's my partner?" I blurted out.

Shooting me a wink, he shook my hand. "Yeah, I'm Travis."

Taking a seat beside me, he introduced himself as XChange Xperience's leading man. As someone who's never watched the films, I'd no idea then that he was present in most of them. Or why.

"Damn, what's a man to do to get a gig like that?" I laughed.

"It's simple, really. The studio, the public, they love my look." He said, completely nonchalant. "Everyone wants to see a big muscled stud getting railed by a boy like me."

I gulped, unsettled by his words.

"Come on gang," William said, picking up his camera, "Let's get this scene rolling."

Things started off pretty candid. William had stressed on that: getting an authentic experience. Travis and I introduced ourselves to the camera (not that I needed much introducing), before he started asking me about the pill.

"Damn, I never would've thought a guy like you would be taking the pill. I can't even count how many times I've jerked off to a Marco Rey film!" He laughed. "What convinced you to do it?"

"What else? It sure as hell pays better than what I used to do." I joked, through a forced smile.

"And what do you think it'll feel like? Losing your virginity all over again, I mean." He asked.

That put me on edge, the thought of getting deflowered by a guy like him. "I'm not sure. Don't think I'll be enjoying it, really. I mean, girls get off great on my dick but I'm still a man's man."

"Oh, we'll see about that." He said, with a sly grin. One that almost seemed to suggest: That's what they all say. Well, I was determined to prove him wrong.

After a little more pointless banter, he pulled the pill from his pocket. "Well, the big moment's here."

I reached out to grab it, but he shook his head. "Nope. You gotta strip first. We want to see all of you as you change."

Now, I'm not usually shy in front of a camera, but I took my time stripping off in front of him. There was nothing fake about my reluctance then.

When finally I sat before him, fully nude with my muscular physique bared for all to see, he dropped the pill into my palm.

"Damn. Nice tatts. They'll look even better on a girl, don't you think?" He licked his lips, "Now this is a transformation I want to see."

Well, enjoy it, bub. Because it's certainly never going to happen again. I thought to myself then.

Popping the pill, I let roll around in my mouth for a moment, my last shred of hesitation, before swallowing it. And no sooner had I done so did I begin to change before him. Slowly, I could feel my body shift, tremble, as it seemed to rearrange itself.

My muscles began to shrink and fade. I could feel my biceps shrink, my pecs expand into feminine mounds, and my cock... Looking down, I could barely believe what I saw: My cock and balls shrinking, shrinking until it faded into empty flesh, as though nothing was ever there.

Then, I began to gasp as I felt a strange warmth where my manhood once was, as empty flesh began to open up into a feminine slit.

The world around me seemed bigger now, with my once-muscular frame turned into a delicate woman's physique. Complete with the heavy mounds at my chest and bottom, and the long brown hair that spilled past my shoulders.

Looking up, I could feel their gazes upon me, marvelling at the rest of my changes.

Jack, William, Travis. But there was something about the way they looked, with a predatory glint in their eyes, that made me want to cover up instinctively.

"Now, now, no need to be shy." said Travis, as he pulled me onto the couch. Surprised by his strength, I ended up falling clumsily into his arms.

"You've got a nice new body..." His eyes roamed across my body, settling on my chest. "Way better than your old one, right, Marco? How does it feel?"

"Weird." I croaked out, in my new voice. Gosh, that was a real understatement. And hearing my new voice only made it weirder.

"Really?" He chuckled, as he reached downward until both palms pressed against my now-ample bottom. "Because you might just be the hottest gal I've ever met."

When he gave me a groping squeeze, I couldn't help but yelp.

Pushing me onto the couch, he spread my legs, exposing my feminine mound. Then, licking his lips, he began teasing at my clit with his tongue. Almost immediately, I began to gasp, then moan as his tongue travelled downward to my slit.

It felt amazing. An alien yet powerful sensation, one that was reducing me to helpless moans and trembling knees.

Grabbing his hair, I wasn't sure whether to push him deeper or pull him away. And looking down, I could tell he was getting off on it. His eyes were staring straight into mine. With an intensity that seemed to say: I know you're getting off on this.

When finally he pulled away, I found myself yearning for more. Reaching downward with my own fingers, I didn't want the sensations to stop.

"Look how into it she is..." He said, before pushing me off the couch and onto my knees. "Now, your turn, Marco... Go on, take my cock out."

I bristled at the command, but did as I was told. As I reached for his zipper with my hands, he batted them away, shaking his head.

"Nu-uh. Try again with those pretty lips of yours."

Shooting him a glare, I leaned forward till I was less than an inch away from his sizeable bulge. God, how big was that thing? Then, with my teeth, I began pulling down his zipper.

I gasped as his cock sprang loose, and bounced against my cheek. God, he was huge. I could barely believe the length of it. So this was why they hired him.

"Like it?" He grinned, before taking it in his hands and slapping it against my face. "Probably the biggest cock you've ever seen, huh?"

It had to be. At more than ten inches long, it looked inhuman.

Enraptured by the manhood before me, I didn't notice William passing him something. Not until he brought it up to my face at least: A flesh-tinted dildo.

"Recognize this?" Travis asked.

I stared for a second before I realised just why it seemed so familiar. It was a mold of my cock, an almost perfect reproduction.

"Amazing what science can do nowadays, huh?" He laughed at the cock in his hands, before putting it alongside his own. "Which is bigger, I wonder?"

It was a question that didn't need asking. At more than ten inches long, his was longer, thicker, bigger in every way. I could already feel my cheeks go red with shame.

I could still remember it then, the day I was contacted by the company that made those 'porn star cocks'. I remembered thinking of all the gals (and boys) using it in place of their partners' own inadequate cocks.

I never once thought that mine would ever be the one inadequate in any comparison.

Pulling away, I had every intention of storming off, of putting an end to this until he grabbed me by the head and pulled me towards his cock.

I opened my mouth to protest but only found it filled with a mouthful of his cock.

"Oh babe, are you mad? You don't need to be." He said, looking down at me as I began to sputter on his cock. "Some guys are just... more masculine. While others, well, others end up like you."

Each word was a venomous blow to my ego, and much as I wanted to pull away, to spit his cock out, strong hands held me in place. Worse, they were pushing me deeper.

"Now, I don't wanna feel any teeth on it, you hear?" He said. Lines that I'd used a dozen times over myself. "Else I'm going to have to punish you later."

Inch by inch, he was pushing his cock past my lips. God, that thing was enormous, and it wasn't long before I was filled to the brim with it.

"Go on, suck."

On my knees, with a stranger's cock in my mouth and cameras hovering around me, I'd no choice but to. With my tongue, I began teasing at his cock, licking along the base the way I loved girls to do with me.

When I heard him moan, I knew I was hitting the right spots. And weirdly enough, it filled me with a strange sense of pride. Sucking harder, I bobbed on his cock, the eagerness to please coming from a place I didn't know existed inside me.

"Damn..." Travis panted, as I struggled to take more of his cock inside me.

Then, I heard William say, "She's a real natural at this, isn't she?"

And it brought me back to reality: The realisation that Travis wasn't holding me down anymore, and that I was sucking another man's cock of my own free will.

Recoiling from his cock, I leaned back, aghast at what I'd done.

"You sure this was your first time doing this, babe? Cause you're a gifted cocksucker." Travis laughed.

"Fuck off!" I snarled, blushing hard.

"Oh, don't be mad, Marco." Travis gave me a mock pout, "We haven't even gotten down to business yet."

"You know, the more I look at you, the more wrong it sounds to call you Marco." He said, pulling a reluctant me back onto the couch. "You need a new name. How does Marcy sound?"

"No way..." I shook my head. "I'm Marco fuckin' Rey."

"Well, your body seems to disagree, Marcy." Reaching down towards my cunt, I could feel his fingers probe at my wet entrance. "You're wet already. I think you like being a woman."

"N-no..." was all I could manage, before my voice gave itself to whimpers and moans.

"And I think you're aching for something more." He smiled, before reaching for the dildo on the couch.

Then, tossing it to me, he said, "Use it."

"What?" I gave him a confused look. One that turned into want as his fingers withdrew from my pussy.

"You heard what I said, use it." He repeated, this time with an edge to his voice. Then, gesturing to his cock. "How else will you be able to get all this in? Get yourself ready for me."

"No... No way, I didn't agree to this." I protested, but nobody was moved.

"William?" Travis turned to the director.

With a sigh, William put down his camera. "Marcy, we talked about this just now, remember? Now why don't you be a good girl and do as you're told."

I turned to Jack, but there was no sympathy there. He had a hard look in his eyes and an even harder bulge in his pants.

Reluctantly, I began to spread my legs on the couch. Then, with trembling hands, I positioned the head before my newly formed cunt.

Fuck, I thought, as I began to push it inside me. Oh, FUCK!

The feeling was electric, the sensation I felt as my pussy lips stretched apart to accommodate the cock, my cock, pushing inside me.

I could see William zeroing in on my crotch as I slid more and more of it in. He hadn't missed a beat. Inch by inch, it pushed in, until it would go no more. And it was less than halfway in.

"Why don't you give him a little help with that, Travis?" William said from behind the camera.

"My pleasure." Travis sniggered, before leaning forward and wrapping one hand around the base of the dildo. Before I even had the chance to protest, he shoved it in deeper.

"Ah! Fuck!" I gasped, "Nugh! It's too big!"

I was in a world of my pain, struggling to take the length of my own cock inside me.

"This little thing?" He looked down at my cunt, ignoring my helpless attempts at pushing him away. "Oh, you haven't felt big yet."

Without mercy, he continued spearing the dildo inside me while another hand groped and squeezed at my breasts. Then, coming closer, he began suckling on my nipples, making me yelp and moan as he pushed it in deeper.

Whatever he was doing was working, because I was opening up, stretching just like he wanted. In seconds, the thing was buried to hilt inside me, until all that was visible was the realistic pair of balls at my entrance.

And whatever semblance or image of masculinity I was clinging onto, disappeared in an instant once he started pumping it in and out of my hole.

Moaning and panting with a dildo in my cunt, I was the very image of a slut on a casting couch. Add to that the porn star suckling on my tits as he spread it in and out of me, and there was no mistaking me for my old self.

"Yeah, keep going, this is good stuff..." I could hear William whisper.

But Travis had other plans in mind. "Oh, I think she's all ready for the real thing now."

I could only gasp as he pulled out the dildo with a plop, my brain still reeling from the fucking he gave me.

Looking straight into my eyes, he positioned himself before my cunt. "Tell me how badly you want it."

"I... I..." I could barely even think straight. "No... I... don't..."

Eyes narrowing, he began teasing my pussy with his cock, letting it rub tantalisingly along my slit. It made me dig my nails into the couch, my face wrenched in a mixture of torment and pleasure. God, it was maddening.

"Tell me how badly you want it." Travis said again, this time with a grin at my sorry state.

"P-please... I..." I gasped, still clinging desperately to whatever scraps were left of my masculinity, my dignity.

With his fingers, he spread my pussy lips apart, and pressed the head of his cock against my entrance. Then, he paused, unmoving, just letting me feel the heat of his manhood against me.
"Tell me, Marcy, how badly you need a cock inside you." He said, as his cock throbbed against my entrance.

And that was all it took to send me over the edge. "Oh... fuck, I want it."

With a shit-eating grin on his face, he asked, "Hm? What's that?"

"I need it so badly. Please, Travis, f-fuck me!"

That was all he needed to start pushing his way inside me.

It was painful at first, way more so than it was with my own cock. I could barely imagine how a girl could take this, being impaled on a cock like his while the cameras rolled just a few feet away.

I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the world. Trying to shut out Travis, William, everybody. But then, I felt his lips on mine. It jolted my eyes open, to be kissed by a man, to feel the roughness of his stubble against my skin as his tongue pushed his way past my lips.

"Mmph!" was all I could manage, as I pressed my palms into his chest to push him away. This was all too much.

But he didn't let me. The harder I pushed back against him, the harder he kissed me, the harder he penetrated me, until I had no choice but to surrender. To his tongue and his cock.

Melting in his arms, I could feel him stretching me open, pushing his way deeper inside me. I opened my mouth to him, and in that moment, I knew I was gone.

I kissed him back, my tongue clashing against his. There's no way to really describe how different it feels to kiss a man than it is to kiss a woman.

To know you're wholly subservient to him as he penetrates your mouth with his tongue. To know you're helpless under his arms. To know your pleasure doesn't matter at all.

When our lips finally parted, I was breathless. He had a hungry look in his eyes and looking down, he smiled at what he saw. "Fuck, your pussy's tight."

Hey, nobody watches porn for the dialogue, right?

I could feel the heat of him inside me, how thick he was as he stretched me wide open. I was nearly on the verge of tears by the time all of him was inside me. Not from the pain, but from the knowledge that there was no going back.

Travis didn't give me time to adjust to his size before he began plowing away inside me and making me his bitch.

It was all I could do to moan, the feminine nosie wrenched from my throat as he began pounding mercilessly at my cunt.

And under his skilled tongue, under his hard kisses and his even harder cock, I was losing myself.

I was in a daze when Travis pulled me close and lifted me up with his arms. I could barely resist as he laid back on the couch, with me on top of him. And before I knew it, was rising him cowgirl, with his hands on my butt as his cock slammed deep inside me.

"Now, Marcy, why don't you tell the camera how it feels to be a girl?" said Travis.

"Ah! It feels... ah! Great!" I moaned, bouncing on his cock like there's no tomorrow, all while William's camera hovered just inches off my face.

"OH!" I moaned, when he hit my pleasure spot, "It feels amazing!"

And I meant every word of it, because already, I was feeling the pleasure build up inside me into a flood. It took me everything I had to hold it back, to save whatever remained of my dignity, that would only be washed to nothing if I came on his cock.

Travis must have known it too, by the look on my face, because he laughed. "Fuck, then get ready to cum, whore!"

With one hard thrust, he impaled me deep on his cock and rocked my universe.

With a helpless cry, I began to experience my first female orgasm. My body spasmed upon his, wracked with pleasure earned from his cock. As the sensations exploded inside me, I moaned and screamed louder than ever.

The sensation of my pussy tightening wildly around his cock must have pushed him over the edge, because I soon felt him shooting inside me with a grunt.

Then, with an exhausted sigh, we collapsed on the couch.

"Fuck... That was great..." he panted.

"You got that right," William chuckled as he put down the camera. "And that's a wrap."

My mind was blown. The sensations I felt far and beyond eclipsed anything I'd ever experienced as a man. And feeling his cock inside me, it felt so natural, so... good. I didn't even know what to think anymore.

I was still in a daze when Travis finally pulled his cock out of me, when he started getting dressed.

It was all I could do to cover my eyes in shame while the other guys were congratulating him on a job well done. While they patted him on the back for 'screwing her good'.

"You know, the pill doesn't wear off for a few hours more..." Travis said as he headed towards the door. "Seems a pity to just waste it like that, right?"

"Yeah..." I heard William say, as the door slammed shut. "What do you think, Jack? Is she up for another scene?"

"Yeah. She can take it." was the last thing I heard before slipping into darkness.

-

I woke up the next morning in my own bed. Nude, and a man again, thankfully. My whole body was sore.

God, what happened last night? My head was still pounding as I tried to recall what happened after the shoot yesterday.

Checking my phone, I saw a message from Jack. "Whoah stud, you've blown up overnight."

Attached was a link: "THE END OF MARCO REY: Watch the moment she accepts who she really is. Starring Marco Rey and Travis Hunt."

Opening the link, I came face to face with a girl with all my tattoos—unmistakably me—bouncing on Travis's enormous cock.

Fuck, the video's up already? With a sinking feeling, I began to realise that wasn't all. Wait, is this... the whole video?

It was. All 30 minutes of it, of my humiliation, was available for free on the front page. It was followed by a huge message saying, "Want more? Subscribers get access to Marcy Rey's first gangbang video."

My stomach dropped at that.

"You were a real natural on set yesterday, stud. Didn't expect you to take to it so well. Guess how many hits the video has already?" Another message from Jack.

I didn't need to. The view counter read more than a million and nearing on two.

Oh god...