The Last Man on Earth
I had been hiding for so long, the bimbo virus had spread across the world to every country.
So many cocks, so little time
Mmmm, ever since I woke up I’ve felt so horny… like there’s a void between my legs I can’t fill on my own.
At War
Max was at war with himself as he let Jack take another picture. He was only supposed to use his powers to fill in for his sister at school, that was the deal. Weekends he would be free to return to his own form. So why was he in a hotel room on a Friday night, in the shape of his sister, on his own?
More of a Daughter
“Well mom,” Andrew asked as his mother walked into the dressing room, “How do I look?”
Submit – Part 5
My vagina clenched around his perfect cock as he thrust it in and out of me. Our tongues intertwined and I could still taste my pussy juices on him. He was relentless, fucking me so hard I couldn’t think straight.
Submit – Part 4
My body was betraying me. It was impossible to ignore the wonderful pleasures from my pussy. He continued lick my clit, then without warning he plunged two fingers inside me. God, he was inside me and it felt amazing! His fingers moved faster and faster and I could feel something incredible building up within me.
Submit – Part 3
I was overwhelmed by this luscious body. My nipples were erect, my pussy was wet, and everything was enhanced by the intense feeling of vulnerability. She had complete control over me, it was scary yet thrilled me in ways I never thought possible.
Tailed
She peeked over her shoulder. She was being followed, there was no doubt about it. How had they found her so quickly? She knew that she couldn’t be more than a suspect at this point. Still there was no way her mental defences could hold up against the intrusive telepathic scans of the thought police. Scratch that, there was one way. All she had to do was say the trigger word. Along with the physical transformation, she had undergone months of hypnotherapy in order to create an overlay personality. All she had to do is say one simple phrase and all thought she needed to hide would be buried deep within her, her cover identity would become her true identity. She would be just a vapid, oversexed, girly girl. Only with her handler dead who would free her mind. The reverse trigger was a phrase she could go weeks, months, even years without hearing. This could be the mental equivalent of a secret agent taking his cyanide pill. There was not choice. “This is who I am now.”
Submit – Part 2
My senses returned, fuzzy at first, but quickly becoming sharp and focused. “Wha…” I began, everything felt wrong and out of place, including my voice. My hands were above my head and I couldn’t move them. My body felt naked and different. Tight in some areas, large and supple in others.
Submit – Part 1
It started out innocent enough. My girlfriend was a little kinky and really into role-play. I loved it. Tonight she said wanted to try something that would take our sex lives to the next level, but first I had to change into my best suit. Knowing that she really liked power games and probably wanted to play out a Boss/Sexy Secretary scenario, I quickly complied. She went to the washroom to freshen up, leaving me in the bedroom wondering what that kinky little minx was up to.