The Ideal Valentine

The night was young, and Miles was getting frisky with his girlfriend, Jackie. The two had been together for three years now, and their Valentine's Day had only begun. After a wonderful night out, there was only one thing on the lovers' minds. However, as soon as their lovemaking entered the honeymoon suite they'd booked for the night, Jackie paused a rowdy Miles as she rummaged in her underwear drawer. "I wanted to do something extra special for tonight, so I got us these." She held out two little bottles of shimmering liquid, dropping one into his open hands. "Drink this while I get into something more comfortable, and we'll have a night to remember!"

With that, Jackie slipped into the bathroom to freshen up. However, Miles had a few Valentine's plans of his own. He left the vial on Jackie's vanity table, then reached under the bed to pull out a box of treasures. He sprinkled some rose petals on the bed, lit a few scented candles, and dug out the box of premium chocolates and champagne. Then came to the pièce de résistance; a pair of tearaway briefs with a heart-print pattern that cupped his junk just so. He had this Valentine's thing in the can.

Finally, Miles got around to the small bottle his girlfriend had given him. It was a vibrant purple, with a peculiar sparkle. He noticed that the vial had a sticker on the front, a circle sitting atop a cross. He cocked his head, it was the universal symbol for women, and femininity. Why did Jackie want him to drink this? Then again, she was somewhat into witchcraft in a cutesy, fashion way. It was probably some sort of aphrodisiac she'd found online, made to spice the evening up a little. A way to find his inner women, and better understand how to pleasure her, perhaps. He uncorked the vial, and sniffed the contents. Sweet notes, with a floral undertone. Well, bottoms up.

"AAAHHHHH!!"

Before he could bring the vial to his lips, a sudden hair-raising scream reverberated from the bathroom. Panicked, Miles dropped the vial back on the vanity, and rushed over to the bathroom door. Inside, he could hear his girlfriend. "Holy fuck! Fuckfuckfuck, I fucked it up!" He could hear his girlfriend inside, but she didn't sound right. Her usually light, airy voice was more guttural and gruff. In fact, the voice didn't sound lady-like at all, it sounded like a man.

Curious and worried, he knocked on the door. "Honey? You okay? I heard you scream and-"

"DON'T COME IN!" The voice screeched back with all the force and authority of an angry man. There was no way that deep, gravelly voice was Jackie. Miles weighed his options. Maybe this was some sort of sexy roleplay, with a voice synthesizer. Or maybe she was having some sort of reaction to that sparkly drink and needed help. Or, god forbid, someone had broken in and hurt her, and was now unsuccessfully masquerading as her. Well whatever the case, he couldn't just stand there. He threw the door wide open, then gasped and retreated back, until he fell back onto the bed. He looked up to confirm what he had seen. It wasn't his girlfriend, it was a large, brawny, hairy man standing at the sink, staring in the mirror. The man glanced to him, eyes wide with shock. "Miles!" He cried out in that gravelly baritone. "Wait, I can explain!"

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Jackie was so excited to share this special Valentine's treat with her BF. She was browsing her favourite WitchTok channels and one of them was advertising the cutest his and her elixirs, just for the occasion! They would drink the aphrodisiacs, and not only would it make their night far more passionate, but it would actually change their bodies to better portray the other's ideal. They even came pre-mixed and with little labels to tell the bottles apart. The purple, sparkly liquid was super adorable, and she knew Miles would be over the moon when they both became the perfect couple.

Even now, as Jackie looked at herself in the mirror, she was wondering how she would change. She was already pretty stunning with a natural beauty, none of that plastic or botox her friends had all used. Her bountiful, reddish-brown hair fell in luscious curls around her shoulders, highlighting her narrow features. And while she was rather petite, she still had curves in all the right places. But with this vial, she could become the ultimate beauty, the woman that all men desire, and all women envy. Without even a second glance, she uncorked her vial and downed it in one.

While she waited for the magic to happen, Jackie popped a hand into a shopping bag and pulled out some black silk lingerie. She was going to look so sexy, Miles would be ravishing her all night long. She undressed, and prepared to put on the underwear, when something caught her eye. Her legs were hairier than usual. She rubbed a hand over her calves with disgust. She was sure she'd waxed them recently, and it never grew back this fast. She couldn't risk Miles seeing her with hairy legs, potion or no potion! She threw open the bathroom cabinet, digging out her hair removal kit, and slammed it shut.

The sight of herself in the mirror gave Jackie a fright. She looked different... Of course she expected she would, but this wasn't right. She thought she would get a slimmer waist, bigger breasts and hips, a softer, more rounded face. But that wasn't what she saw. Her breasts looked like they had actually shrunk in size. And her waist had grown thicker, until her hourglass figure had become more rectangular in appearance, with no discernible difference between chest, waist, or hips. Curious, she slipped her silk bra over her arms, and pouted. Her breasts barely even filled the new lingerie, and were shrinking before her eyes. Yet despite her deflating chest, the bra still felt too tight to properly do up. So she chucked it to the side, confused as ever. Next, she tried slipping her panties up, but they could barely fit over her calves, let alone her thighs. They were all her usual size. It was almost as if she had grown thicker all round. Not just thicker, she noticed, but there was abnormal hair growth. Her arm hair was more noticeable, and her usually trimmed pubes were growing well out of control.

"All the comments were so positive," she mumbled to herself. "What the fuck is in this potion..." She picked up the vial, and looked for any kind of ingredients list. All she found was a little sticker on the front. It was a large circle with an arrow points upwards, like an erect penis. She froze. That was the universal symbol of masculinity. She forgot to look at the potions before handing them over. Which meant she hadn't drunk the potion for women, she'd drunk...

The sound of the vial clacking against the sink brought Jackie back to reality. She'd drank the wrong potion! But it couldn't be that bad, right? She looked back in the mirror, and screamed. The changes had progressed even further now, as any trace of her feminine facial features had all but faded away, her brow had gotten heavier, her jawline more rectangular. And her angular cheeks were all but hidden by the appearance of a dense, dark beard that was ever growing.

"Holy fuck! Fuckfuckfuck! I fucked it up!" She gasped to herself, her voice growing increasing deeper and gravelly. The sudden hair growth didn't stop there, as more and more ginger hairs were sprouting across her torso, covering what used to be some bountiful breasts, now more like solid slabs of beef, with a generous carpet of chest hair. The carpet spread further down to smother her stomach with the unwanted hairs. Her waist had gotten even thicker, as a slight belly stuck out and hid her once perfect abs.

Then the worst change of all came about. She groaned as she could feel her sexual organs shifting within her, making the move from internal to external. She couldn't bare to watch as it was like a bulbous creature was crawling out of her vagina. She kept her eyes closed, begging that the awful sensation would come to a stop. She could feel her clitoris enlarging, swelling as it flopped out and formed her new penis. Or her ovaries being pushed out into a sack of saggy skin, their function shifting from eggs to sperm as they grew into a pair of hefty testes.

"Honey, you okay?"

Jackie's head darted to the door. Miles was going to freak if he saw her looking like this! She immediately barked "DON'T COME IN HERE!" But immediately regretted it, as her voice was now completely foreign to her. In fact, there wasn't a single part of her that she recognised. By now, it appeared her changes were over. She cringed as she noticed her newly grown penis bounce against her newly grown ballsac. With a hesitant hand, she reached down and prodded the alien growth, shivering from the feeling. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. From the rugged, bearded face, to the meaty, hairy torso, down to the soft, vulnerable cock. There was a distinct lack of femininity. He gazed into the mirror with a pained expression. All she saw reflected back at him was a man. Even in her mind, she was struggling to think of himself as a woman, his thoughts and pronouns changing in mid-sentence. How could this Valentine's Day take such a wrong turn? The store didn't mention if the changes were temporary or not. Was he going to be a man forever? He didn't want to be a man, how would he even explain it? He drank the wrong potion? That's dumb, this was a dumb idea. Why did he-

His existential thoughts of despair were cut short by the sound of the door opening, and a short squeak. He turned to see Miles backing away from the bathroom, tripping over his feet and falling back onto the bed.

"Miles! Wait, I can explain!"

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He leaned against the bathroom door and sighed. "So that's it. I should have checked beforehand, but I didn't. So now I'm this gross, bulky, hairy man..."

Miles stared up at Jackie, processing the entire story. Even now, there was a disconnect between Jackie his girlfriend, and Jackie the naked bear before him. But any other explanation he could think of didn't make sense. He stood up, and approached him. He swung both arms around the man, and gave him a tight hug. "You're not gross at all," he said softly. "You are hairy, and bulky, and most definitely a man. But you're not gross."

"You're just saying that..."

"Of course I'm not! You said it yourself, the potion makes you the other person's ideal. And I'm bi, so it's taken on my preferences for guys, and I've never been one for androgyny. You were already the perfect woman in my eyes, so I doubt you would have changed much, if at all. But I also really love big, hirsute, masculine men, exactly how you look right now. You are my perfect man, even if you don't feel like it. "

Hearing Miles say that did make Jackie feel a little better. He may not like being so burly, but at least Miles finds him attractive, woman or man. It was the potion's intended purpose, after all. And Miles was his perfect man too. Wiry, not too hairy, with a full head of hair, a sensible beard, and a modestly sized cock. There wasn't anything that he would change. "Maybe I should have appreciated what we already had."

"If it makes you feel any better, I could drink my thing and then I'll be a woman, and that would even things out a little?"

"You don't have to do that," Jackie grumbled with a heavy sigh. "You might be bi, but I only have eyes for men. It'd be weird making love to another woman, especially when I'm so-"

"Wait a minute!" Miles suddenly interrupted. "I didn't drink my thing!" He rushed back over to the vanity, only to mutter a profanity as he held up an empty bottle. "Fuck, I didn't put the cork back on before checking on you... It's all over the table... I am so sorry! You could have changed back..."

"No, no. It figures this would happen." Jackie threw his hands up in the air, and crossed to the other side of the room, throwing himself onto the sofa. Any hopes of changing back were short-lived. Not that he had expected it to work. Magic was finnicky. He had become Miles' ideal man, and any change to that would go against the potion's intentions. He buried his head in his hands, flinching as he felt his bearded face. It was a sensation he would have to get used to, along with everything else that made him a man. "I should've been more open about what the potions were. Then maybe we could have drank them together, and we wouldn't be in this mess..."

Seeing how down Jackie was, Miles couldn't help but feel somewhat responsible. They each wanted to make the night special, but didn't even think to communicate with each other. But the night was still young. He sat down on the sofa, and cozied up to the larger man, rubbing a hand thought his ginger chest hair. "You know," he cooed, turning his attention to Jackie's thick beard. "Tonight hasn't been a complete bust. It's been a while since I've been intimate with another man, and I can't say that I haven't thought about it while we've been together. So maybe we could give this a try." 

"I don't know, it feels a little weird," Jackie grumbled. Having Miles' hands fondling his bearish build was certainly titillating in a way, that underlying horniness he'd been trying to ignore was bubbling to the surface. But it didn't feel right just yet, either.

Miles leaned in and kissed Jackie on the cheek, then chuckled. "Is this how it feels when you kiss me?" He leaned in closer, and went for the lips, their beards rustling against one another. Jackie moaned lightly, shifting in his seat as he felt an unusual, pleasurable sensation in his crotch. He glanced down, and his eyes widened as he saw his cock twitching and lengthening. "See? Looks like someone's getting into it." Miles grinned as he reached down to Jackie's dick, wrapping a hand around it and feeling it get ever more erect within his grip. Then he slowly rubbed his hand up and down the shaft, while Jackie laid back panting and shuddering from his touch. 

"M-Miles..." Jackie whimpered, unable to keep his lover away. He wanted to grab him, and push him away, but the pleasure was overwhelming. His feet twitched, and his hips thrusted as Miles continued with his hands on session. After a good minute, Jackie couldn't hold back any longer. A jolt of pleasure ran up his spine, his breath caught in his throat, and his hips buckled as load after heavy load came gushing out from his cock. Hot, salty cum splattered across his chest, and decorated his beard. Even more splashed over Miles' cheeks, who couldn't help but wipe it off and lick his fingers.

"Mmmm, Good man," Miles cooed into Jackie's ear. "And that's only the beginning of what we can do tonight. I'm going to show you a whole new world, Jackie boy." With that he suddenly leapt up and grabbed for his crotch, finally ripping off his tearaway underwear, tossing them aside and waving his own proud cock about. He sat down on Jackie's lap, their cocks batting against each other in their erect glory. "I hope you're ready, because I haven't bottomed since my last break-up, and I've been waiting for a big, strong, hairy man to fuck me raw."

Jackie's eyes widened as Miles slid further up his body, pressing his ass cheeks against his cock. This was a whole new side of his boyfriend that he hadn't seen before, and he liked it. All of those doubts and self pity he'd been battling with had vanished, pushed out along with his first ejaculation. The horniness had finally been set free. It was time to let loose, and enjoy his new body. Jackie growled as he grabbed Miles's waist and guided him to victory. "Bring it on, little man!"