Stranded

It was bad enough that I was stranded on this island, but the guy I got stranded with apparently was infected with that bimbo virus.
It was bad enough that I was stranded on this island, but the guy I got stranded with apparently was infected with that bimbo virus.
Mmm… she turned out nicely, cute face, nice breasts, and such a nice ass. I miss his hard cock, but I can still get some enjoyment out of her pussy before we go get some men.
Mmm, yesss… your cock tastes so good, keep fucking me, fill my tight little pussy with your cum.
I can’t believe this happened to me, just yesterday I was a successful banker and now look at me… I’m some kind of slut!
“Babe, what are you doing? The movie’s about to start,” I say as my date Carol pulls off her shorts and starts undoing my pants.
“Oh you’re awake,” I say with a giggle as the transforming young man struggles to his, now her feet.
Hey there big boy, how about you help me get out of these clothes and you can fuck me silly.
“Ohhh… my head, what the hell did I have to drink last night?” I mutter to myself, trying to get up but my center of gravity is all off and I fall flat on my face.
Oh, yes, I loved the feeling of a big cock thrusting in and out of me, ravaging my small body with each thrust. Each thrust got rid of the last little pieces of who I used to be before the bimbo virus hit.
This isn’t supposed to be happening to me, I’m not supposed to be a woman!