I played with myself wrapped in a towel for a moment and realized I had a greater opportunity at hand. I found a dildo that my ex had left at my apartment and suctioned it to the wall. As I tried to get myself into position, the dildo kept sliding off the wall.
I was so lucky. I just got to las vegas, and for some reason, I was moved to the hotel’s biggest suite. “They must have mistaken me for a high roller or something. Imagine all the girls I can get with a room like this” I thought as I entered the suite. After unpacking I saw a little closed bottle closed to the tv. “Rubber” it said, “perfect for rubbing one out”. That’s a funny name I thought, must be some kind of lubricant.
Enjoy it while it last, Ava. Because when your orgasm starts to roll over you, your body´s defences will be lowered and I can make my way in. You wouldn´t be the first that I´ve possessed like this, entering my gelatinous goo form and then restructuring as an dildo, waiting for you to find me. I knew that you couldn´t resist a new and shiny toy.
As soon as your body start to spasm I will glide fully inside and shoot out my tendrils and take over your neural pathways.
Your body will be mine.
You may think that’s me, the blonde, and if you’ve ever read these kind of stories you would think this is punishment for cheating or something but things aren’t always what they seem. You see I’m actually the brunette and the blonde is my girlfriend. I should mention that I used to be a man but you probably knew that too. We were just friends before. I had thoughts of us being more but she was a lesbian so I played the dutiful male friend. I envied the women who got to sleep with her. I would’ve done anything to be a woman and be with her. My options were limited of course. Basically there was only one way, sex reassignment surgery. I wasn’t transgender though. I was in the right body for me just not for us.
Hey Lars! Hör endlich auf in meinem Zimmer herumzuschnüffeln wenn ich nicht da bin.
I laid up restless in my bed. I had been sent to this damn Slut School for talking back to my Dad a few months back and it was hell. I’ve been slowly seeing myself change into a girl, being taught girly things and them trying to slutify me,
I had been looking for my friend Kim. She had been missing for weeks. I asked her family, her friends, but no one seemed to know where she was, and strangely enough, it was like they didn’t care. She was impossible to find, it was like she had just vanished.
“Wait is this the men’s restroom?” I asked myself when I saw a dress and a pink dildo lying on the sink. I got out, and checked, the sign. “Yes men’s bedroom. Must be some kind of prank or something” I told myself. I went straight to the urinal, I just had to pee after all the beer I had drank at the party. As I washed my hands, I just couldn’t help but look at it. I swear I could hear it calling my name. I was ready to go back out to the party.
“Welcome, please sign here” the nice lady said. I had just signed for some medical experimentation. I expected them to take some blood samples or something. “Please take off your clothes and sit down” she said. “Must be standard procedure or something. To check if I am healthy”. I sat on the chair, and felt some restrains being locked on my arms and legs. “what? why?” I asked. “Just a precaution, we don’t want to you to fall of your chair and get hurt” she said while injecting me some kind of bright pink liquid on my neck.
When the bimbo virus hit me and my daughter where among the first to be infected in our town. I loved it, I was young again and even though I spent my time getting fucked by men, I didn’t care.