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Markus, or rather Marque changed her mind the moment she let her current
young redhead form climb into the expensive dark blue car. As she hit
hte start button,the engine roared into life.
Yet...she stopped. The teen in a green cocktail dress, had lost all her
confidence and her pure smugness in her victory over Andrea and Jeremy.
They'd tried to prank and humiliate him, but he turned the tide on them.
Yet as the girl was ready to leave she figured out that she didn't want
to leave at all. She turned off the car, and closed hte door behind her.
She smiled again, looking confident as she returned to her
victims...trapped in a cycle of pleasure. She sat down opposite hte
trapped Andrea and Jeremy, one trapped in the form of herself with
bigger assets, the other as her dick, forced to endlessly pump cum into
Andreas mouth. When he came back, Andrea's belly had been expanding as
if she were pregnant, and a stream of cum leaked out her behind
uninterrupted. The cycle continued, and Markus could see she had already
gone limp, completely submitting to it all. She could do nothing but
look at him as her humiliation continued.
Marque sat down in the chair opposite her.
"I guess I didnt feel like going out after all. Maybe, ill just sit here
and stare at you like this." Andrea squirmed somewhat, still unable to
do anything but enjoy her current situation. Jeremy as the mind of the
cock below her kept going and going, stimulating her into a permanent
climax. She must've been like that for two hours now...and there was no
relief coming from the smirking girl.
"So i hope this teaches you two.. Yes, you too dick! That I am in fact
in charge, and not you two. And maybe, dear.." The girl approached
Andrea, and pulled out the garden hose that leaked an endless stream of
cum.
"I hand over command to you now and then.." Marque deepthroated the
streaming hose, taking in all the cum as she drank it as much as was
possible before pulling the hose away. She stripped down into her nude
form, that of a fully-developed pretty teenager. Not a standout
bombshell, but a pretty normal girls as well. She sucked the hose some
more, letting some deliberately spill over her B-cup breasts. Andrea
tried to speak, but Marque cut her off, putting the hose back in her
mouth, causing Andrea to gag again. After securing the hose again,
Marque grinned at Andrea's pissed off look, struggling against it all.
"Oh but you don't get to speak dear, I do." Marque smeared some cum
across Andreas face with a teasing smile.
"So, maybe somedays I like to be on the bottom. Some times i hand it to
you. Sometimes I just want to be a big fucking slut that gets fucked
hard in all holes." Marque made good use of her body, teasing all
around, showing off her front and rear, pressing herself onto the
helpless Andrea.
"But I decide when that happens. I decide when I want to follow. And I
decide just what is going to happen, dear. AND YOU FOLLOW ME!" Marque
shrieked, enjoying the discomfort she could see in Andrea's eyes.
"So...im going to put you two in your place. Below me. And maybe, just
maybe if you be a good girl, and a good dick, i'll let you have a little
bit more freedom again! Now do exactly as i ask of you, dear."
Marque uncoupled the hose on both ends, letting Andrea and her dick rest
for a moment.
"I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to.."
"We have a balance, damn it!" Marque felt like slapping her, but
restrained herself. He personally was not that big a fan of S&M.
Andrea...and her dick needed to know their place, below him. Cum still
dripped from his shemale wife's cock, fully erect. She crouched before
it, leaning in for a moment to suck it clean. She let her tongue do the
work as she did her best to clean it off, taking it all in. As she could
feel a sudden onslought of cum she pulled the dick from her mouth,
barking out a "NO! Go flat, and stay flat damn you!" Within a moment the
cumming erection receded completely. Marque leaned forward, letting her
lips stretch unnaturally wide as she took in the entire package
(ballsack included) sucking it off in one fierce, fierce example of
expert cum cleaning. She pulled away, examining her handiwork, before
tugging at the dick. It popped loose, covered in remnants of semen and
spit. "Don't you dare get out of this form. Erect." Marque liberated her
wife from the stockade. "Thank you, it was getting.." Marque grabbed her
by the back of the head and with his free hand slammed the now erect
cock in her mouth. She gagged and struggled as Marque pulled one of
these tight latex hoods from a nearby table, quickly wrapping it around
her head and locking it in place. She could see and breathe through her
nose, but there wasn't enough space near her mouth so the disconnected
cock and balls were rammed into place in her throat.
"And don't cum. Let her just...feel this..." Marque pulled her along to
the showers as Andrea obediantly followed him, one of her hands slipping
inside herself down below. "Come on, clean yourself up." Her gagged wife
nodded as Marque cleaned herself of any cum. For a moment, she just
enjoyed the feeling of having the warm water stream down her femine
shape, her frizzly red hair bouncing and waving in the motion of
streaming water. Then...she slid out of her skinsuit, dragging down her
neck as her cute just-fully-developed teen body fell down revealing
Markus's decently muscled body below it, his cock fully erect. He
noticed Andrea's eyes turning to it in desire. "Ever the slut, eh..."
Markus ripped off his facemask, skin in his neck coming along with ease
as Marque's pretty face collapsed, shrivelled up and distorted by great
force as Markus pulled it clean off his head. He was now holding the
decapitated, deflated head of Marque by it's hair. He took care to
finish washing up as he constantly examined his wife, whom was still
staring at his crotch as she cleaned herself.
"On your knees." Andrea complied, but motioned at her face, all stuffed.
Markus thought about it for a moment, before widening the neck of the
Marque mask and pressing it over her covered face, sliding it into
place. Andrea's motions fell silent as all of it, her own face, the
sentient cock inside it, and the leather hood melted into one underneath
the pretty looks of "Marque", though this mask carried no real name.
Andrea and Jeremy were now one... crouching in front of their superior.
"What were you thinking, well?" Markus raised an eyebrow, staring at the
woman with his wife's body underneath.
"I...well, I got a hold of R&D, talked about this idea and they worked
on it....me and jeremy have been trying it while you weren't
here...and...yes, we have fucked you with it before."
"And you kept this from me, why exactly?"
"Fun. I wanted...to be your dick."
"You weren't exactly subtle about it, Andrea. And Jeremy, you really
need to get better at lying."
"Yes" The woman answered, two minds fully in unison.
Markus felt his anger dissipating for a moment. "You still need to be
punished for this. Something to let you know exactly who's in
charge...and why..." Markus motioned at her to follow to the sex toy
table, and she followed along without saying a word. "I'm going to give
you what you always wanted, dear. And you, jeremy are along for the
ride. And when i let you two out...you will know who's in charge."
Markus picked up the large flesh-coloured fleshlight with molded
sillcone vagina out front. It's only stand out feature was the fact that
it was in fact as large as a human being and it had a zipper in the
back. Markus pulled open the zipper, but the woman stood still.
"But...won't you get lonely?"
"In." She nodded, quickly getting into the deflated sex toy. Without
much problems Markus pulled up the zipper, and the fleshlight shrunk
down into a normal inconspicous form. "Untill I say so, you two will
remain like this. You wanted to be in charge, well, now you get to be up
front...fucked." Markus slammed the sex toy onto his dick, but didn't
move it otherwise. He got dressed, examing the bump in his crotch. He
wondered what they were thinking, feeling their sillicone insides
penetrated at all times. Things were going to be a bit monotone, but
already some plans came to mind. He could hire some male escorts to fuck
it for him, some skinsuits could do a different size of dick (not to
mention the creature suit) and of course there was always vibrators and
the dicking machine, as they had come to call it. He was going to fuck
them straight, so to speak. Untill he was satisfied they wouldn't pull
such a prank again...without him. And after that...maybe they all could
use a vacation. That would take some arranging though.
Markus sat down at his PC, with one hand grasping the fleshlight that
contained Jeremy and Andrea. For now he tossed them aside idly, his eyes
turning to glare at it for a moment before letting them think he'd just
discarded them like that. He booted up his machine, fired up his e-mail
program and started typing.
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Hey Research,
My wife tried out the new sentient dick costume on me...without me
knowing it. Lovely stuff, impressive new technology, but since then I've
had to put her in her place for a while. So, since she's out of the
picture, why don't you send Kathy the fake over to show all the other
things she had you working on without me knowing. All of it. Remember,
she's only my wife, and I actually am the one securing your funding for
further projects. Don't play around with me, Research and Degenerates
//Markus laughed at the nickname he'd given the masking R&D division
since the people that worked here were all as into it as he was.\\ Get
here tomorrow morning, 10 o clock stat. Bring everything. Show
everything. And maybe I won't put you all in place like i did with
Andrea.
Cheers,
Markus.
The threats of course, were pretty hollow. He had a good relation with
R&D, even though he was dismayed Andrea and them went around his back.
Markus liked being in charge. Hell, if he became that night's woman
being pounded by two big dicked Chads, it was because he wanted it. And
the moment he no longer wanted it he could get up, and command both of
the large men around like he normally did Andrea and Jeremy. There was a
balance...and Andrea and Jeremy had broken it by going around his back
and pranking him. If she had just asked...but no...
Markus looked at the fleshlight. "Well, time to get to it then." With a
mean glare he picked up the fleshlight, that was slowly dripping cum
from the front.
"Are you two still awake?." Markus smiled as he unzipped his fly and
lowed his pants, his cock springing free with ease. "Here's your wakeup
call." With much pressure he slammed it on his erection, starting to
jerk it back and forth on his dick, giving the most intense stimulation
possible to the two minds inside. He moaned slightly as his grip
tightened. But then it happened, the thing Andrea and Jeremy feared each
night. The eye...pressure. Sometimes, Markus has this annoying feeling
behind his eye which wouldn't go away for a while. They couldn't really
explain it, but when it happened he just happen to drop everything and
be in the mood for nothing but sleep.
"Fuck it." Not even bothering to finish off, he pulled the fleshlight
off, tossing it across the room straight into the elevator room. "Ugh, i
just can't be bothered tonight." Markus got dressed again in his fancy
suit and tie, and walked to the fleshlight in the elevator. He hit the
button to the mask bunker down below as he squeezed the fleshlight with
his foot.
"We had a balance Andrea and Jeremy, there was initiative, i listened to
you, there was opportunity. But no, you had to go and undermine me. You
won't do that again. Once this is over, we will go forward as if nothing
happened, back to how things used to be. But we're not done yet." As the
doors opened with a ding Markus lifted up the fleshlight and flung it
across the room, laughing as it bounced on the floor with a comedic
sounding slop. Markus picked it back up, as he approached the fuck-
machine with straps that was in the corner of the room. it was made to
hold a human, but the straps could be easily adjusted to contain the
fleshlight.
"Good night dear." With a small kiss he strapped the fleshlight in,
opening pointed at the latex cock attached to a piston. Without saying a
word he put the machine on it's highest setting and covered the machine
with some pieces of clothing to keep the sound down as Markus staggered
to the bed without saying a word. He pulled the bed sheets over himself
in quick and rough manner before quickly drifting off to sleep.
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The doorbell rang and Markus got up to answer it, still wearing the
fancy suit from last night. He opened the door, and smiled at the woman
in front of him. Kathy the fake, as she was called, was a role played by
the members of R&D, and Kathy was only recognizable by her perfectly
looking face, with a tiny cute nose, a warm smile on her face and the
prettiest green eyes you'd ever see. Her hair, today at least, was a
vibrant shade of orange shaped something like a hedgehog, making her
look like an anime character. Markus's eyes drifted downwards to look at
her E-cup chest barely contained within a business outfit that made the
entire encounter look like a normal business meeting, if not one between
a normal executive and a strange female employee. Markus closed the door
behind her and led her to the kitchen.
"Good morning, Kathy the Fake."
"Good morning Sir. First of all, we would like to say that this whole
idea was one of Andrea, and we never..."
"Shut it. I'm not interested. Just show off your work and don't do it
again, understood."
Kathy nodded. "She came to us with the request of being able to become a
body part as easily as a whole body. It took us a while to figure out
how to combine the feelings of the body part and the real body without
the host noticing."
Markus huffed in annoyance. "Yeah, it took Jeremy's bad acting for me to
get on to it. So, it gives the wearer the form and function of a body
part...and the ability to move itself, even ejaculate on will."
"All part of her request." Kathy started to unzip, get out of her top
revealing her chest fully. "She had us work on several variants." Markus
came closer but kept some distance still for reasons he couldn't fully
explain.
"How much of us do you think are in here right now, sir?"
"Pheh, that's pointless to ask since there could be so many."
"True true. Do it, 2." Kathy's nippled suddenly went erect as milk began
to leak out, before suddenly lactating in inhumane fashion as her milk
slipped on the floor. Her breasts stopped lactating and seemed to budge
around slightly. Then, there was nothing again but Kathy suddenly began
to moan and rock her body before stopping.
"2 is my chest at the moment. He can lactate, move around a little, have
my nipples go erect or normal, has control of the muscles on the upper
half of my chest and also stimulate the host."
"I see."
"What else is there."
Kathy opened down below, now getting fully nude in front of her boss.
"Would you mind sticking a finger in?" She smiled. Markus complied as he
crouched down in front of her. He could feel her vagina tighten at will
in an unnatural manner, opening up wide and closing around his finger
before leaking fluid all over his finger. " All the same functions as
the chest-piece."
"4."
Markus's finger got forced out by an erection emerging from her labial
depths. "You are already familiar with this one aren't you, sir?" The
penis rapidly cycled between erect and flaccid, even retreating inward a
few times.
"Okay, i get it, all variants on the same theme. Interesting."
"Yeah, but there's one new thing...your wife...wanted to become an STD."
Marcus burst out laughing as he rose to his feet, grabbing the kitchen
counter behind him to stay upright "OH GOD ANDREA A HA HA HA" That was
just...so her...pushing it all in such strange strange directions from
just the lesbian masking they started out with many years ago. "Oh god,
what did she come up with now?"
"Its a little bit more difficult to demonstrate. Please observe." Kathy
reached around her back and pulled off the mask of herself she was
wearing to reveal...a female celebrity called Monique Serenity.
"Now, as you know you can't change skinsuits under the one you're
wearing without removing them." The nude woman with the wrong fitting
face on top of her naked, fluid covered body smiled. She put her face
back on, stretching and moaning for a moment as her face readjusted
itself into it's proper shape.
"Could you please wear this penis?" Kathy smiled as she pulled out a
photo realistic erection out of a bag, balls included. Curiously but
carefully he unzipped his pants and lowered the cock over his own. As he
pressed it on, they merged into one, and Markus's seemed to be the same
person still, except for a larger tool down below.
"It feels normal. What about it?"
"To demonstrate it properly, you must fuck me, sir."
Markus raised an eyebrow, but he didn't bother to object to the
incredibly hot lady in his kitchen asking him to fuck her.
"Anywhere in particular, Kathy?"
"Any hole will do, but please, down here." She pointed to her vagina,
the penis retracting inside and it opening itself wide.
Markus wasted no time ramming himself against Kathy, pressing her
against the kitchen counter as her vagina fitted itself tightly around
the erection.
"You research and degenerates have been looking forward to this since
you all came in like this, didn't you, 1?"
"Yes sir...nnnghmm...and no sir. Some of us have a busy day ahead..."
Kathy let her head fall back to enjoy the fierce stimulation she got as
her sentient chest and vagina overwhelmed her with feelings.
"Oh for God's sake, 5, do it!"
As if on command, Markus ejaculated inside Kathy as her body went nearly
fully limp, without producing a single sound. One moment later, Kathy
was up again, looking around and feeling all over her body.
"Thank you sir, I am 5 now." Kathy removed her face-mask again, to
reveal a man this time. "This skinsuit transfers a conscience into a
body, making them nothing but mere shells controlled by the original.
Skinsuits covering the real person inside. It's transfered by sexual
contact of any kind, initiated by the conscience whenever they'd like.
If the conscience wants to get out, they merely unzip the skinsuit, and
zip it up with themselves not inside it. So you can go from person to
person, without being detected, like an STD."
"I see.." Kathy restored her face, and started to unpack copies of her
breasts, vagina, dick, and of course the special new possession device,
marked with a P on the underside."
"This is all we have for now sir. Before we go, may I ask, what did you
do to your wife?"
"Oh. I thought of a fun way to do it." Markus pulled Kathy along to the
washing machine. As Kathy peeked inside she saw a single fleshlight
surrounded by many different dildos spinning around in there being
washed.
"I see. When will she be coming back? "
"Whenever i feel like it. Thank you for your work, it's very
impressive."
"Thank you sir for your patronage." Kathy had gotten dressed and nodded
at her boss. "We will be in touch about any new developments."
"Understood. Oh, one more thing."
"Yes sir?"
"I want to be able to get Kathy to drop by. Just one of you. Give me a
phone number i can call, i don't care who's inside her, understood."
"Feeling lonely, sir?"
"It's not quite the same without someone talking back. Anyhow, that's
for later. Just go."
"Have a nice day,sir." Kathy turned around and headed for the front
door, all parts of her happy at the success of the demonstration.
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