Marz and Natalie The Party Part 1
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Disclaimer: This is a very dirty story. It's fiction and involves
forced transgenderization and mind-altering doodads. If that sort of
thing is offensive to you, then you probably shouldn't even be looking
at the web site where this is posted.
Marz Needz Wimmin
By Kyrie Hobson
Okay, so I'm outside the building where I work because the health Nazis
have made smoking in your office like a federal crime or something and
this guy walks up to me carrying a sign. I mean, I'm trying not to look
at him cuz I know he's gonna ask me for change or something. You wanna
look up here where my face is? Thanks. Anyway, so the guy just keeps
standing there and it's getting hard not to look at him without being
too obvious about it, right? And I can't go back in cuz I just got out
here and I only get two of these breaks a day. So finally I look at
him-at his sign, anyway. And it says "Marz needz wimmin" and I'm like,
"Okay, how stupid do you have to be to not only say something like that
but to also misspell it." Look at me, moron. We'll get to that in a
minute or so.
So the guy is smiling at me when I happen to glance at him and he's
pointing up and there, I mean right over the fucking middle of downtown
Cleveland is a flying saucer. I don't mean a cool gadget from a
Spielberg movie either, I mean a cheesy thing out of a fifties "B"
movie that looks like a couple of plates on a string, only it's over
downtown Cleveland. Suddenly the plates kinda separate and a beam comes
out from between them. I'm not gonna tell you another time without
kicking your nuts up to your throat-look up here! Anyway so the beam
comes down and suddenly I'm being pulled up into the sky toward the
flying saucer.
I'm looking down and nobody seems to notice anything weird, except the
guy with the sign and he's just smiling and waving at me like he thinks
it's funny, right? I must have passed out of maybe there was some kinda
knock-out thing in the beam because all of a sudden I'm in one of those
test tube things from the cartoons and I'm looking out of it at a bunch
of little green men and I'm starting to wonder what was in that
cigarette cuz this cannot fucking be happening, right? Then the guy
with the sign strolls in from some other room and stops at my test tube
and smiles at me. And he says, "I told you, Marz needz wimmin."
And I say, "Well you fucked up then, pal, cuz I ain't a woman."
But he kinda laughs and don't ask me how I heard him of vice versa cuz
I don't know I'm still trying to work out how I was suspended in liquid
without drowning, but he laughs and says, "I didn't say Marz needs
women. You'll do for us... after some rearrangements." And then he
starts telling the little green guys something in some funky language
with a lot of clicks and beeps but I missed that because
Suddenly I'm on a beach and I'm looking at the hottest supermodel I've
ever seen, I mean she's got to be an hallucination or something cuz
chicks like that don't even give me a second look, but she's
unbuttoning her shirt and saying my name over and over and saying I
want her, right? Which is dumb because any guy with eyes wants her. So
she starts kissing me and tweaking my nipples with like a pulling
motion and at the same time she's really going at my cock, too and it's
all feeling amazing but I got a tickle in the back of my mind that
maybe she's not really there and there's really like a machine doing
these things to me or something.
Anyway, gradually, the scene starts to rotate, like a camera panning
around to give you a different perspective only my whole perspective is
changing. It's like I could feel my nipples expanding into breasts and
the mouth on mine becoming large and the lips less full and down
below... whatever had been working my cock sort of carries it down to
nothing and then starts pushing -in- and the thing is I don't mind cuz
it's starting to feel better than before in all areas. Not yet. Let me
finish my story. I don't have a lot of time.
Now the scene is all the way around and the thing below is deep inside
me and still working away and it's feeling really great. I keep having
these little pops of intensity that just keep getting bigger and bigger
and I'm thinking if I can just focus on that one thing fucking me I'll
get a big pop and just slide down but the other things the ones on my
breasts cuz I know I have breasts now are distracting me but in a good
way. And the show in my head has switched all the way around too and I
can see myself kissing this guy and I'm thinking wow he's really
handsome which was weird in a way cuz I'd never really noticed before
whether guys were handsome or not. So the pleasure is building and I
have t pull my head away from the total hunk that's still kissing me
cuz I'm starting to moan and I need to be able to get a little air
while I moan and it's getting bigger and I'm moaning louder and longer
and suddenly I pop.
I come to my sense and I'm on my hands and knees and I'm thinking wow
that was the weirdest daydream ever. Is it getting hot in here? Then I
realize that my eyes are closed and I open them and I'm staring at a
metal floor past an absolutely huge pair of gazongas. Yeah, those. Up
here, cowboy. And I'm naked so now I'm thinking, "Oh, crap... that
wasn't a daydream." And I see a pair of shoes in front of me, so I look
up and there's the guy with the sign, and he's smiling at me and I
realize that he's also the guy in my head trip while the machine was
fucking me or feminizing me or whatever, and he says, "Hey, sweetie.
You like being a wimmin?"
So I go, "No, I fucking do not."
And he laughs and says, "Yeah, every time you have an orgasm you'll get
your real brain back for a couple of hours, but that's okay. Next time
you're in fucktoy mode we'll just let you give us all blowjobs for a
few days until we get bored."
Now I'm thinking, "You put anything in my mouth and it's gonna get bit
off, pal."
Not you, honey, the bad man on the space thingy. Sit right there; I'm
almost done. Shit. I'm starting to lose it aren't I?
Anyway, so they lock me in a room and I'm just sitting there on the
floor thinking how great it would be to get out and kick some major ass
and smash those little green fuckers like so many garden gnomes. At
least for a little while. After a while I'm thinking how great it would
be to fuck those little green smashers like so many gardeners and I'm
getting completely horny cuz I can't get the picture of that guy with
the sign out of my head and I want him to do a whole lot of dirty bad
things to me.
Your hand's on my knee. I didn't say take it off. Move it higher. More.
More. There. Oh yeah.
So they, um. Mmmm. They finally let me out and I'm a total hose beast.
I mean I want to fuck every one of them but they wouldn't let me. They
just told me to get on my knees and crawl to anyone who called for me.
And I did. I did it a little cuz I couldn't - put your other hand here,
with the finger along the side and just graze the nipple with the thumb
- that's it.
I couldn't find it in me to say no to these guys, to any guys, really.
But mostly I did it, cuz I found I really liked giving them blowjobs. I
spent days just crawling around on my knees from one to the other as
they called, and sometimes they wouldn't even be ready for me, so I'd
have to lick and suck on them until they were hard and then I'd go to
town. But the king of them all was Marz, the guy with the sign. He had
to be twelve inches at least and thick enough to choke a porn star.
When he called for me, I couldn't help but spend as much time as I
could just kissing and caressing its length, and nibbling the end. Then
when he was going crazy from all that teasing, I'd take him into my
mouth and all the way down my throat and I'd bob on him and let him
fuck my face until he came. Then I'd try to hold it all in my mouth but
I never could, so I'd end up licking it off his crotch. Nobody can see
what we're doing. It's okay. You like this, don't you?
But one day it all ended. One day, Marz called me, and I crawled to him
and started my kissing routine, but he pulled me up off my knees and
laid me down on my back. Then he started kissing me, and two of the
little green guys started sucking on my tits and... mmm... wait...
Lean back a little. Then he - Hmm - then he entered me. Just like this
only he was on top and we were lying down. And oh god I'd forgotten how
good it felt that first time but man I was remembering it now. He was
so huge he seemed to fill every inch of me.
Oh, no, baby. You're perfect. Keep going - keep going - keeeeeeep
Goooooooiiiiiiinnnnnngggggg!!!
Yeah, so anyway, they drop me off here and tell me I've got a few hours
to find them a replacement. They can't ever switch me back, but what
the hell? I've got a killer bod and I can probably get a job doing
strip clubs or pornos so I'm good. Beats having to walk down fifty
flights of stairs for two lousy cigs a day. Oh, and I hope that was
good for you. You won't get another like it. I mean, look up. Marz
needs wimmin.
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