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Tiffany
By Callie Messenger
I went to the door. I was alone in the house because it was school holidays
and my parents were both in work. Sis was in college. So it could only be
the postman or someone. Only it wasn't. Standing in the doorway was a
stunning blonde woman in a figure hugging red dress. She was looking right
at me with her bright blue eyes, only looking up at me because of the step.
Her bright red lips began to move.
"Are you Jason Grant?" I nodded mutely. "I thought so, but I had to ask,
just in case." Her voice was like a melody, and in such a slow, sensual
drawl.
"Do you like the car?" She asked. I looked out at the red Ferrari parked on
our drive. I gaped again.
"Do you like my body?" She asked, running a finger slowly up from the inside
of her right leg, up her side, and across her neat, round breast down to her
nipple. I was mesmerised. Her thick, wavy hair fell over her face and she
looked up at me through it while reaching for my belt and undoing it. I held
my breath in a near panic as she opened the buttons on my jeans and reached
her hand gently into my boxers to extricate my little penis. She drew it
towards her with her long nails, and dropped down to her knees. She looked
up at me and smiled, displaying my rapidly growing cock right above her
tight, pushed up cleavage. As I struggled to gain some control over my
hormones, she dropped her lips down onto it and began to suck, and I gasped
in pleasure.
I closed my eyes and sank into the wonderful sensations, quickly growing to
full size. She took her mouth off me but kept her hand firmly around my
shaft, gently stroking so that the pleasure built up. I looked down through
half-closed eyes at her. She flicked her head to clear the hair.
"If you cum," she said sweetly, "you get the car, and the body, or you can just tell
me to stop at any time."
Without giving me a chance to think of a question she dropped her head back down
and slipped my cock into her warm, wet mouth. If I came, I became her? Or I could
tell her to stop, but not just yet. This was fantastic. I let out a moan without
realising it. She had placed her left hand on my backside and was gently pulling me
into her. What would it be like to be her? Could I imagine my hands on those pert,
athletic tits? I shuddered in pleasure at the thought and she pulled me
right in, squeezed my cock tight and almost swallowed it. Oh,
my God! I was going to cum! I had to get out now! But she was sucking me
into her, and masturbating me better than I could myself, and as she pressed
on my buttocks I spurted forward...
...And felt jets of warm liquid coating the back of my throat. I gagged, and
threw out the tube in my mouth, and fell to my hands coughing. I spat out a
load of salty, whitish gunk but had to keep spitting as it stuck to my
mouth. Finally, eyes watering, I got the chance to catch a breath.
"That was a dream come true." Came the boy's voice. I looked up through a
cloud of hair to see myself standing above me. I got to my feet carefully as
I tottered on my heels and brushed the hair aside to
look at myself. I looked down to see the tops of my tits mostly covered by
red, which fit my curves, and flats, like a glove. I put a hand over my
crotch. Smooth as a girl's, of course.
I looked back at the old me, in the doorway. "What now?" I asked.
"Well," he said, "I know what you're thinking. Is this permanent or do I
just get to play and turn back? Sorry, it's for life."
"You didn't say that!"
"I didn't not say that. So, some things you need to know. Your name is
Tiffany and you're seventeen years old. You 'borrowed' the car from your new
pimp. He knows where it is because of the tracker in the engine. He'll be
here any moment so you can meet him.
"Just so you know something about your boss, he's a bit possessive and won't
be too pleased that you left him stranded at the clinic. He was quite
agreeable when you argued that you didn't want your implants too big, but
now he'll probably do what he wants, and he's a real boob man. I expect
he'll also pierce and chain your nipples so that he can keep you on a leash.
If he's feeling very upset, which I think he is, that nipple chain will be
looped around the bottom of the head of an iron bed day and night, and your
wrists handcuffed to your ankles, so that anyone he lets in can fuck
whichever of your holes they want. He'll feed you on cat food and his cum,
and you'll drink your own piss until it tastes like wine to you.
"When he thinks you've learned your lesson, he'll give you the run of the
house, and feed you right. But if you don't fuck and suck whom you're told,
when you're told, you'll be chained up to your bed
again. And this time he'll wire you up and pass shocks through your tits
unless someone's fucking you. You'll beg to be constantly entered. And if
you run, he'll hobble you. But when you're broken, and you
willingly call him master, and sleep at his feet, he'll get you your own
place, and set you up, and you're free as long as you pay him his share and
do who you're told. You'll be tattooed with his sign so that
everyone will know you've been trained by the best. And you'll have your
cunt-lips pierced and ringed, and a chain run through them so that you can
only fuck the people to whom he gives the key.
"Oh, here he is now!"
I turned around to see a black Mercedes pull up behind the Ferrari and one
huge black guy and one huge white guy got out and came towards me. I turned
back and the door closed in my face. Shit!
"Anything I can do to help you guys?" I asked, sweetly.
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