The Randomiser - Part 3 free porn video

############# Author's note ############# This story is my first work of fiction. I hope you like it. English is not my first language, so I apologise in advance for all typos and the wobbly grammar. I am happy to receive comments and suggestions. This story comes after "The Randomiser" and "The Randomiser 2." You should read those first. I want to thank all the people that left reviews on the previous instalments. You have been of great help and gave me the motivation to write more. I hope this part will stand up to your expectations. If you like it, please leave more reviews and suggestions for future chapters. All the content's rights are mine (Shiraz) and can't be republished without my permission. Shiraz Derwine ######################################### Jane laid exhausted on the bed, facing down. The cum that erupted from her dick nipples was splattered everywhere in our hotel room. She wasn't used to male orgasms and I couldn't even start imagining what it was like to have one from your chest. Let alone two at the same time. We just kept fucking for at least two hours trying every possible and impossible new position. We didn't even bother getting out of our clothes. My mouth turned into a pussy at least half a dozen times and we were both covered in semen and our combined vaginal fluids. It was well past four AM when she came one last time before falling asleep, leaving her last shot of semen leaking out of my perfect ass and along my newly acquired girly legs. She seemed to have a preference for the position where she could penetrate me from behind with her enhanced tits while giving me a hand job. I left her on the bed, and I went in front of the full size mirror to look at myself for the fist time that night. From the front I looked like a hot crossdresser in a cum drenched mini dress. Even with my makeup on, my face was still masculine and my chest was the product of the skin that my corset could push up from my manly chest. The image though changed from below my waist. A pair of feminine long legs connected my micro skirt to the hot high heels that I borrowed from my wife's luggage just a few hours earlier. My feet looked slim and sexy in a pair of 5 inches heel pumps. My hair, cascading from my head to the top of my shapely, feminine, and upturned ass, was now black and resembling that of an oriental girl. It would end jut above my ass cheeks, brushing them with every movement and giving me shivers each time it did do so. From the back, if you ignored my still masculine shoulders, I was an example of feminine beauty. I had a figure that many women would kill for. My body was the result of four games played at the Randomiser, a fantastic machine between science and magic that I found at a fetish venue. The same technological wonder that "cursed" my throat so that it would turn into an insatiable vagina each time I saw a cock. Jane, my wife, only played twice and she got an enhanced pair of nipples that would turn into a pair of penises when stimulated. Originally they would be just 3 inches in length, not enough even to satisfy my mutating throat, but then she "won" a male enhancement from the Randomise that would make her dicks longer. We had no idea, at that time, that enhancements would pile on top of each other, but then I stroke her nipples and we were both surprised when they changed and became longer than 9 inches. I spent the last energy I had under the power shower in our bathroom. I let the water run along my new long black hair and onto my shapely ass cheeks, with every drop sending shivers of pleasure through my body. Shivers that would continue while I could feel the hot water running down my perfectly feminine legs. I spent more than a few seconds admiring my new pins, looking at the smooth skin with no sign of hair, fat or imperfections. All the scars I had from my years in a football team were gone and all I saw was flawless silky skin. When my dick started to get hard again I had to stop looking down or my mouth would transform yet another time. I finished my shower, stepped out and realised the big mistake I made. My hair needed a wash to get rid of all the cum and vaginal lube that was stuck in it, but I had no idea how to dry it properly. I tried to absorb as much water as I could with the towels but when I finally hit the bed my hair was still wet. I was so tired from that night that I passed out immediately. ----------- The alarm didn't go off the next day and our sleep was only interrupted when the housekeeper knocked at 11 AM. I mumbled something that must have sounded like a "do not disturb" and she left immediately without even opening the door. Jane sat on the bed mechanically, but I could see that her brain was still trying to process what happened the night before. She looked at me, then stared at the full length mirror opposite the bed for a few seconds, then looked at me again and said, "I wish my hair looked as good as yours when I wake up," then she proceeded to stretch every muscle in her beautiful body, kissed me on the lips and left for the toilet. I got out of bed and stared in the mirror. Recalling the shower I took last night I thought I would have a mushroom on my head but, instead, my silky black long hair was as good as new. Not a bend, not a sign of fizz, just a black waterfall of jet black long strands perfectly aligning with the top of my shapely bottom. I knew that there was magic in there, somehow, and considering the amount of effort this would save me every morning I was very happy with it. I spent some more time in front of the mirror admiring my shapely butt and legs. I slid my wife's heels on and placed my chest on the bed, bending at the waist so that my ass would stick out, then twisted my neck to see the effect in the mirror and all I could see was the most fuckable girl's behind I had ever seen. That's when Jane emerged from the bathroom. We looked at each other and then we smiled. "I would be happy to accept that invite!" she said, looking at my ass waving in mid air, "but I am starving. I feel like I have plenty of proteins to replenish!" "I know," I replied. "I came so many times last night that I feel empty now too. Well... I feel empty in more than one way!" I joked. That's when we had to get dressed and we had to figure out what I should wear. I could still wear my tracksuit, but my feet were now too small for my shoes. Since it was a nice day Jane suggested I'd wear her sandals. They were stylish and made of black leather but they had no particular embellishment. They were feminine but not enough to send out any signal, so I wore them and buckled the tiny strap to the ankle. It was lunch time and we didn't have any meal booked at the restaurant of the hotel, so we just left our room and headed towards the town centre. We stopped in a small bar near an old palace that used to be some centre of power in the past. Some shops were closed but all flagship stores were open for business. Jane stopped in the first souvenir stall to buy me a cap with Zagreb written on it. She open the back strap to the widest and without too many compliments she pulled my long hair from inside the tracksuit's jacket, rolled them up in some sort of ball and squeezed it into the hat. "You can't walk the whole day with your hair in there. It's hot. You'll want to take that top off at some point," she explained. And she was right. It was a warm day of Spring and the sun was making me sweat a bit in my synthetic tracksuit. My legs were feeling very tired, and I blamed the long hours that I spent in high heels the night before. We stopped at a small eatery and we had a late brunch. After our meal we decided to walk some more. All the familiar feelings from my enhanced butt were jumping to my brain as I walked and the fabric of my pants brushed on the skin, but my legs were just too tired to let me enjoy it. "Weird," I thought, "All enhancements usually bring pleasure. These legs seem to hurt most of the time instead." I managed to walk a bit longer until the pain got more intense in my tendons area. Jane saw that something was wrong and helped me sitting down on the edge of a large fountain. Not many people were around so I just took the sandals off and started massaging the back of my feet, dipping them in the water at times, to relieve my pain. It helped a bit but I still had no idea of what was causing the pain. My wife looked at me massaging my feet for a few minutes and then she asked me to stand on my tiptoes. "Honey, it's really painful for me to stand right now..." I argued. "Please, do as I say. Make sure to put the weight on the ball of the foot and not on the talon!" she instructed. I stood, expecting a wave of pain that didn't come. She held my hands in front of me as I took a couple of steps. No pain. "Now, walk back to the fountain as you would usually do!" she commanded. As soon as I took a step with my whole foot on the ground I could feel the pain coming back, and by the time I covered the few metres that separated me from the fountain I was already in pain. "It looks like your new legs can't do without a pair of heels to support them." stated Jane. She stopped for a second, thinking about something. It sort of made sense. I had the most feminine pair of legs and the night before I could walk on ski-high heels as if they were flats. My new tendons were probably made to only walk on something elevated that would enhance my shape and my buttocks even more. The idea was exciting, the implications could be annoying, right there and then it was just a pure and simple problem. Jane was wearing a pair of flat trainers, so nothing that would alleviate my pain. "Wait for me here," she said. "I'll be back in a few minutes.." And she ran into one of the backstreets that led back to the town centre. I just sat on the fountain. The few people walking by were too busy thinking about their lives to notice me. After all I was just some guy wearing a slightly oversized tracksuit and sitting on the edge of a fountain massaging my feet. It looked like I ran and I was taking a break. After just ten minutes Jane re-emerged from the alleyway with a plastic bag from a shop in her hands. From the bag she produced a pair of trainer-like shoes with a very thick and quite tall wedge. They must have been at least 4" tall and they were quite clearly cheap and made of fake black leather with a rubber sole. I put them on making sure that no one was watching and then I tried to stand and walk. The pain in my feet was gone and the joy of finally being able to walk again was only balanced when I looked down and I saw how tiny my feet looked under the hem of the tracksuit's pants. Being of average height I was now over 6 feet tall and with an oversized pair of pants it looked like I was wearing stilts. The shape of my rear was being pushed up and created a weird effect overall. "Nobody will notice," she tried to reassure me. "And it's not like we have any alternative for now. Let's just walk through the side streets and head back to the hotel." Wearing high heels in plain sight during the day was something new for me and I could imagine the eyes of every single person staring at me. If I tried to force my steps into a masculine stride I just looked ridiculous because my heels would touch the ground before the ball of my feet and I would look like I had arthritis. I found that walking with an arm over Jane's shoulders was the best way to slow down my walk and somehow to have an excuse to walk differently. It worked and I could finally relax. Feelings from every enhanced part of my body started flowing back to my brain and I could again feel the fabric of my pants on my bottom and on my legs. A hard-on started forming in the panties that my wife lent to me that morning and it was visible through the front of the tracksuit. We arrived back at the hotel at about 5PM. The walk back took considerably longer than the way to the town centre. We decided that for the rest of the day we'd be in our room and that we'd order some takeaway food using some online service. Once we got to our room we made ourselves comfortable and I stripped to my panties and a t- shirt, keeping my new platform shoes on, while my wife put on a black see-through teddy and a thong and remained barefoot. We sat at the room's table and opened a bottle of red wine that we picked up quickly on our walk. "I don't know," I started, "how I am going to manage this situation at work. I can't keep wearing a hat and I definitely can't wear these shoes at the office!" She replied, "I think I remember I told you last night: you are quitting your job. Kasim and I had a lengthy discussion last night at the club..." "I thought that you were too busy sucking him under the table at the club," I said, recalling the image of her head emerging from between his legs. "Is that jealousy I hear, Sam?" Her mouth formed a smile. "You can't deny that he has a unique charm, something that I would have defined as almost magical before I understood that everything about him is rooted in advanced science from another world.." Her expression changed into that of a person about to talk seriously. I adjusted my perfectly shaped ass on the chair, crossed my long legs, spread my black hair behind me and prepared for a lecture. She continued: "Kasim told me that he is what us humans used to call a Genie, or a Jinn. Like the blue guy from Aladdin, but with a better body. Way better... " Her eyes daydreamed for a moment. "The way he looks now is just the shape he decided to take this one time, but apparently in the dimension he comes from he doesn't have a proper shape or a proper body. These beings are made of some sort of multi dimensional energy that they can channel into simpler forms like, for example, objects and bodies in our world." I was expecting a lecture but this sounded a lot like some fantasy sci-fi crossover. I touched with my own hands what Kasim's machine could do, so I was open to any explanation, and I was amazed at how well Jane was explaining that to me. This made me feel very proud of her, and very lucky knowing that such an intelligent person was my understanding kinky partner. She went on: "He told me that his kind feeds on energy. Not like electricity or nuclear power, but a sort of living energy that emanates from all living creatures. As a Jinn he used to give people what they wanted and, in return, he would share the energy that would come from their happiness. But over time people became more demanding and joy became harder to instill permanently, so he specialised in a different kind of energy: sexual energy. This is where the idea of the Randomiser came from. People would get something that would push them to have more sex, and a share of the energy used during sex would feed him and his powers. He confessed that he also liked sex himself a lot, and that's when I decided to, you know... make him happy.." That explanation was not something I was prepared to. I thought that the Randomiser was some sort of ultra modern technology, but this sounded completely crazy. At the same time, the more I thought about my experience with the machine and the more sense this all made. I decided that I would trust what Jane explained to me. My body was a product of some extra dimensional being's imagination. A being that was feeding on my eergy every time I had sex. "That sounds really crazy. You know that, right? I believe you, though. Still, I don't understand what this has to do with my job," I stated. She grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and started sketching something while explaining: "Kasim told me that the Randomiser is a good idea and that he is having fun with it, but it's not providing him with all the energy he needs. He would need another one of these machines working at least once a month to feed as much as he wants. Also, while he can produce money out of thin air, he needs a legal way to prove that he has some sort of business income for when he deals with other businesses. He asked me, us, to manage one Randomiser while he tours with the other one to open up new markets. He would get the payment from the club for the rental of the machine and then he would give us 60% of the money made this way, plus, as he said, 1% direct transfer for the person managing the device at the venue.." I looked at her in disbelief. She was telling me that I would quit my office job to become a machine operator at fetish parties. The idea wasn't unpleasant, but there were a lot of question marks floating in my head. "Think about this:" she said while writing some numbers on the piece of paper. "At a small party at least 200 people end up using the Randomiser, paying on average 100 Euros, 90 Pounds, or 120 Dollars for it. 60% of that is 12 thousand Euros. In one night. And you and I know enough people in the Fetish scene to be able to work at least two nights per month. Last but not least, while we are not allowed to use the machine ourselves without paying, he would give us each a key of our choice for each night. The Randomiser would be delivered to the venue hours before the party and it would be picked up the day after, so there are no costs for us. What do you think?" I knew that Jane was a smart girl but she really surprised me. In less than one hour in a club she had the time to discuss a business plan, think it through, memorise it and suck a cock. That was incredible. I loved that woman and every single day she found a way to remind me why. All numbers made sense. The plan was sound, and we actually knew more than one person working for companies organising fetish nights, so finding venues and work wouldn't be a problem. It was just hard for me to think that my fetish would become my life and that I would have to abandon a fairly comfortable life with a decent wage for a jump in the dark. "But what if..." I started, without exactly know what I would argue about. My wife didn't give me the time to finish my sentence. By the time I started speaking she was already fondling one of her nipples right before me, and it was turning into a small penis. That just wasn't fair. She had a way to shut me up like a remote control. I tried to tell her that she couldn't keep doing it but my brain was already focusing only on the cock that was now sprouting from her left tit. "Uuuu khhhmpfff fffff," was all I managed to say before my mouth completed its transformation into an already wet vagina. Her dick nipple kept getting larger and longer until it was at least 2 inches wide and nine inches long. She teased me, knowing that I wanted it down my throat immediately, but she was slapping my chins with it instead. "You see, Sam? This was what you got on your first night and then you couldn't stop going back to the machine to get more!" she said, still holding her throbbing dick just inches from my facial labia. "Think about all the people that will use it the first time and then, like us, will travel to have more. Plus all the new ones every time. That's all money that we'll pocket. Don't you want this?" My brain was fully focused on the blowjob I wanted to give her breast and I nodded, not sure if I was answering her question of if I just wanted my face to be fucked. "Good! Here's your prize!" She slid the cock in my mouth. I felt it getting wet of my juices and then slowly forcing its way through my throat. It was thick and hard but it slid down me like hand in a glove. Jane was pushing and pulling the weight of her body, using her hands to free her other breast that she started stroking too. I could tell that my own cock was springing to life and she climbed on top of me, on the chair, impaling herself while I could still suck her enhanced nipples. The pleasure I was getting from my groin was nothing compared to the one I was getting from my throat. Her veiny shaft could be seen through my neck, moving up and down, up and down, up and down in the same measure my own member was inside her wet pussy. Her right breast's nipple was now a full erected 10 inches perfect penis and I could barely believe that its twin was now entirely inside me. But the pleasure in my mouth was too good to ignore. Every crease in the skin, every movement was giving me shivers, and in return she seemed to enjoy my rod incredibly. With every bounce of my new ass on the chair I was getting more and more excited. Our smooth, long legs where touching each other and the feeling was that of silk, like I always imagined two lesbian girls would feel while having sex. My long black hair was swinging behind me, adding to the already fantastic wave of feelings. I thought I couldn't take it any longer until she started screaming and her right cock erupted on my forehead what must have been a gallon of cum. It kept coming, and then I felt her other cock pulsating in my throat. She locked her eyes on me in ecstasy when I started feeling the hot semen spraying directly into my stomach. A lot of it, at least as much as I had on my face. I couldn't resist and my brain seemed to black out while an incredibly intense orgasm hit me too. I came from my mouth vagina and my cock at the same time, throbbing and shaking like a vibrator. She screamed in pleasure, I screamed too. With each movement I was still digging her pussy while she was still hard inside my mouth and we kept going like that for minutes of pure bliss. Then, slowly, her dick nipples retracted a bit. My eyes closed to prevent the cum from leaking into them and my sore mouth reverted to its original form. She kissed my face, sucking up some of her own cum. "I taste good!" she said, before turning away to go to the toilet. She left me there with my hair and face covered in her jizz, my dick still half erect. I loved this woman. ----------- That night we ordered a take away pizza that was delivered to our room. Jane welcomed the pizza boy when I was still taking a log shower to get rid of her cum in my hair. My mind was split between the feeling coming from every part of my body under the hot water and what my wife had explained to me earlier. When I heard the room's door being locked I finally got out of the shower, wearing just a towel around my waist like a normal man. I was trying to wrap my hair in a second towel to dry it, like I've seen her doing many times, but I couldn't understand which way to start from. "Here," she said, leaving the food on the table and moving behind me, "let me help with... oh! No need!" She removed the towel and my hair fell straight and dry behind my back, as perfect as they would be after hours in a salon. "You really are lucky!" she complimented. "Perfect hair that don't need any maintenance, and always styled to show off your perfect ass!" With that she grabbed the other towel too and threw it on the floor. From behind she started massaging my rear cheeks, sending shiver of pleasure up my spine. I stretched my arms forward and on the table, bending in half like an overgrown cat and serving her an even better view of my magically improved bottom. Her two hands were moving in unison on both sides of me, then one hand got closer and closer to the centre until one of her fingers was playing with my hole. She teased it for a few seconds and then she licked it sending my brain straight into orbit. I had no idea what her other hand was doing until I felt something thicker and warmer than her finger pushing into my back passage. She must have jerked one of her nipples to a full erection a she was about to penetrate me the tip of her tit. Her breast penis pushed into me as she started moving backwards and forward, making me more and more wet with her pre cum with each stroke. I was feeling as full as if her cock was about to reach my throat. With the end that was previously jerking her tit she started stroking my own dick, bringing it to its full glory while still impaling me from behind. I was trying to keep my head tilted back so I could avoid seeing my cock and so that I could moan all I wanted or, better, all I needed. She went on fucking me for a good ten minutes, then I felt that her push was getting less strong and I assumed we could find a better position. Without looking, with my eyes shut, I moved forward to let her penis out and in one swift move I lifted her knees onto a chair, bent her over and placed my own cock at her pussy's entrance from behind. "Hands on the wall in front of you!" I commanded her while I started pushing my own member into her well lubricated vagina. From behind I fondled her breasts intentionally avoiding her nipples but still squeezing her boobs firmly enough to hold her in place while I fucked her from behind. For the first time in a while I was actually making love to my wife like a normal guy does to her, if you don't consider my long Asian- like hair caressing the top of my super sensitive butt. I used all energies I had to make her feel how much I wanted her and after a few minutes we both came like we used to do a month before. Spent, but happy, we stayed in that position for some time. My dick still spraying cum inside her in its effort to empty my balls, her internal muscle moving and spasming in the aftermath of an orgasm. I wished that, whatever the future held for us, I'd always be able to make love to her like this. We both took another quick shower and then we chatted while eating our cold pizza. Then we went to bed straight away as we had an early flight the next day. I know I dreamt a lot that night. The fear of leaving my comfortable life and quitting my job was mixed with the excitement for being in control of the Randomiser. In my crazy sleepy hallucinations I could see myself being turned into every shape and ending in orgies with all sort of transformed creatures from different dimensions. I dreamt of my wife running away with Kasim, one of the things that would kill me with jealousy, and then I saw her being so close and in love with me that our skins would melt and turn us into a two headed being. Weird, weird dreams. The next day our trip was mostly calm. I was wearing my tracksuit with the wedge shoes but nobody at the airport seemed to care too much when I was asked to remove them and place them in one of the trays at the security scan. I let my hair out of my jacket in a timid attempt at letting my new life become more normal to me. By the time we got home in London it was mid-afternoon and I discussed with my wife what I should do the next day with work. She suggested I'd go straight to HR and make up some story. We fucked, we slept and the next morning I wore a pair of black women's slacks that Jane took home the week before, the wedge shoes, a black men's jacket and I drove to work instead of catching public transport as I usually did. Like we planned, I phoned my boss shortly before work time and I told him that I had to do a quick stop in another section of the company before being at work. The responsible for HR met me directly asking me what the matter was. I made up some story about me wanting to transition and believing that my job in a male led industry wasn't the right place to be right then and there. I didn't want to create a stir in the company, but I needed a quick way out. As soon as Mary, the HR director, heard about the words "transition," "gender," and "men led industry" she became even too apologetic. She offered to find me a position somewhere else in the company or to create some new policy for me. She was probably scared that I might sue the company and extort some money. I said that she needn't worry, and that mine was a personal choice. I walked out of her office with an agreement in my favour: I could resign immediately and without any notice, which I did, I would get one extra month of pay to cover any inconvenience, and the company would give me a small payout to thank me for my time there. It wasn't much money, but it was a nice way out that would allow me to take it easy for a month or two while setting up the new business. I walked through my old office to pick up my stuff and handed my resignation to my boss, that remained speechless but I don't know if it was because of the short notice or because of the way I was dressed, or maybe for my long hair. I just put my few things in a bag and quickly left. ----------- I spent the next week mostly at home, alone during the day. My wife kept her job as Swish for a couple of good reasons: one because at least one of us needed a clean source of money in case Kasim's cash was suspicious. And two because she had access to a lot of nice clothes and shoes from Swish for very cheap, and it looked like our wardrobes could need some sudden changes. While I was at home I made room in my wardrobe for Samantha, my "en femme" self, storing away some of my regular male suits. The experience of trying on some of the sexy clothes I purchased in the past was at the same time thrilling, because of the way my new body shape was perfect for some of them, and annoying, because most of my skirts, garter belts, tights and shoes were meant for my old and larger body, and simply didn't stay on. I went through most of my wife's shoes and tried them on. I found out that my new feet were "made" to wear 3" heel shoes as if they were flats. It was as if I could take 3" away from any heel so that 4" were "barely off the ground," 5" were still comfortable and 6" were jut about "high." With her permission I borrowed a couple of pairs of 3" stilettos just to use around the house. It was the next Tuesday that Jane started jumping around like a bunny after checking her laptop and she said: "We have an event!" Through some friends of a friend she reserved a corner in a fetish event that would take place in London. The organisers would rent us a corner somewhere in the venue and advertise the Randomiser on their website. A special entry ticket with a key to play at the machine would go on sale for ?100 more than the normal admission price. In exchange we would have to give the venue ?1000 cash upfront plus ?5 for each ticket sold that way. The little extra money I got from work allowed us to pay for the ?1000 without even touching our saving and our excitement grew for the event that would take place in two and a half weeks. The theme of the event was "Circus" so we looked in a few latex shops and on Ebay what we could put together to fit in. Operating what already looked like a fun-fair machine in a Circus environment was just perfect and we'd have to look our best to keep the illusion going. Jane found almost immediately what she was looking for. Her uniform would be a latex corseted mini dress loosely resembling the classic Harley Quinn, in red and black. The pleated mini "skirt" parted in the middle displaying a body suit shape. She purchased two pairs of fishnet stockings, one red and one black, bot with a wide net, that would hang from the black suspenders connected to the bodysuit under the side skirt pieces. She also bought a pair of red patent round toe shoes with an impressive 7 inches heel and three inches platform. We couldn't wait for them to arrive. It took us a while longer to decide what I should wear. Apart from between my legs, I looked like a hot girl from the waist down but I was still my normal self, with longer hair, from the waist up. After many copy and paste of images found here and there online we finally agreed on my clothing: I would be wearing a red circus ringmaster's tuxedo with long tails made of heavy latex. Underneath I would be wearing a black latex longline corset ending in a knee-length pencil skirt. To compliment this I would have sheer black tights to accentuate my legs and a pair of black 5" black heels with just a thin platform. My hair would be loose under my red top hat. The look would be similar to the one the first Randomizer operator wore. After I finished ordering he last bit I turned around to see Jane sitting on the sofa with her legs spread apart, fingering herself. "I can't believe how hot we'll look in those uniforms," she said. I ran in front of her and knelt in between her legs. I took her hand away from her pussy and licked her finger. Then I buried my face into her sex and licked and sucked her clitoris like a sweet fruit. In my kneeling position my hair was brushing my ass and my legs, sending shivers through every nerve in my body and making my try to curl my toes into the narrow point of the shoes I was wearing. I liked and fingered until she had a massive orgasm, spasming and rocking her body. Bu I wouldn't let go and kept exploring her cavity with my tongue, stretching my hands to join hers. She was already playing with the two cocks that grew from her nipples and my hands joined in stroking them. When I could feel that she was about to have another orgasm from her pussy I left her on the edge, closed my eyes and, for the first time, I placed my mouth in its normal state on one of her massive dicks. With my left hand I kept fingering her, slowly, while my tongue was dancing on the tip of her left breast penis and my hand was stroking the other one. I took it all into my mouth, swallowing as much as I could. Then I accelerated my fingering and bobbed my head faster. I couldn't see but I can tell that every single inch of her body tensed while she screamed as she was coming from her vagina and from the dick between my lips. Gallons of cum entered my mouth while I was still stroking the other cock. Once I understand that her left one was drained, with her vaginal orgasm still going, I opened my eyes and let my mouth turn into a pussy that I immediately impaled on her right dick. As soon as her meat filled my throat, she let go of another massive amount of sperm that travelled its way directly into my stomach. I, too, came immediately from both my head and my groin, covering her tummy in my semen. Exhausted, we both laid on the living room's floor next to each other. ----------- During the next couple of weeks we received the parts of our outfits that we ordered online, and we went to a few shopping malls to buy make up and accessories. Even if I was a closeted crossdresser I was used to picking my own make up, and I knew all about skin tones and all the technical stuff. London is such a massive and diverse city that if someone sees a guy buying lipstick or lingerie they won't even care. We scouted a few vintage stores too, to find my top hat. Our time went smoothly. Each time we received a new item of clothing we tried it on and fucked like rabbits. We had a particularly intense lovemaking session when we got our corset dresses. As we both enjoy tight lacing, we locked each other into our new corsets and finally we ran the straps sideways to tie us together. All we could do was to kiss and fondle each other and it turned out to be a very intimate experiment. The Saturday of the fetish party finally came. We arrived at the venue in the early afternoon, a good six hours before the event started. The club, in south London, was the size of a big warehouse divided in four large dance rooms occupying each an equal space. One area was dedicated to live performances and while some people were mounting a stage others were rehearsing their act for the night. Two quarters were set up as normal club areas with DJ sets and a few props. The last portion of the club, where our area would be, was being decorated like a nightmarish version of Alice in Wonderland, with fake crawling branches along the walls and fantastic creatures painted in fluorescent colours in between. This is also where the "play area" was built, and a number of BDSM crosses and benches were brought in it. A black curtain was covering and protecting our machine, that had already been delivered. We uncovered it and set it up according to the instructions provided in Kasim's letter. A box contained a few hundred keys divided in red, blue and purple. Before we could even start getting dressed Jane took a purple key and passed the long string attached to it around her neck. She also picked another key and secured it around my own neck. A blue one. Knowing what the colours meant I started wondering why she chose a blue one for me, but before I could speak out my question she brought a shot glass to my mouth, the content coming from yet another case. Silently she guided my hand holding the glass, almost forcing me to drink it immediately. As soon as we drank it our keys lit up, preparing our fate for when we'd be taking our rounds to the Randomiser. We took the crate with the keys to the ticket booth at the entrance, and left the Box with the sparkly liquid at the nearest bar to our location. Finally we went to the staff area, we got changed into our uniforms and we did our make up. While getting dressed we chatted about how we'd do our job that night. We agreed that being both at the Randomiser would be a waste of time so we split the night in four blocks of about one and half hour each. When one was hosting the game the other one would have the time to enjoy the party, possibly luring more people to purchase extra keys. We also agreed to leave our transformations for last, just in case something weird happen that would block us from operating the machine. Also, that way we'd have our keys with us to show off while chatting with people. The organiser of the night paid a quick visit just before opening the door to the public. He said that the pre-sale went well and that he already sold about 100 tickets which included the Randomiser's fee. Doing some quick math, that was already more than 5 grand for us to take home. Plus the famous 1% "direct transfer," whatever that meant. The night was starting well, but the best had yet to come. ----------- We agreed that I would do the first shift as a host while Jane would wander around welcoming the first customers and chatting at the bars before the shows began and the loud music started. I borrowed a tall stool from one of the bars and positioned to the side of the Randomiser so I wouldn't have to stand all the time. It took me a second before I could find the best position to sit in my knee length pencil skirt, and I also wanted to give the customers a good view of my long legs. Wrapped in latex, my enhanced bottom looked like a beautiful round bubble ending in a corset on one side and with my sexy long pins on the other. The feeling of my rear flesh being held in place by the rubbery fabric was like getting a never ending sexual massage, and the same was true for my upper legs. Sheer tights were visible from the knee down, and their brushing together was making my tucked cock continuously wet with pre cum. My feet could hardly rest on the stool's metal frame in my high heels. My red tuxedo framed my body and my flowing thick hair framed my tuxedo, springing from my top hat like a straight black waterfall. With my face heavily made up and some padding to give the impression of breasts it was impossible to tell if I was a man or a girl. I was extremely proud of my look. Customers started flowing into the venue, dressed in various degrees of fetish clothing. Many decided to follow the "circus" dress code, others opted for less specific clothing. Hundreds of them walked in front of the Randomiser before the first one decided to stop. She was a beautiful redhead girl wearing a red underbust corset and red heels, topped only by two nipple covers with little diamonds hanging from the tip of her small breasts. She had a playful attitude so I was not surprised that she came to try the Randomiser as soon as she saw it. Her boyfriend, a handsome dark haired man in his early thirties, waited at a distance along with some curious others. My mind went through the standard introduction that I prepared, I got off my seat, took my microphone and proclaimed, "Here's the first player of the night! Welcome to the Randomiser! Everyone is a winner here!" I told her to put her already sparkly red key into the key hole, to give a good twist and enjoy the show. "Is it safe? I have never seen this game before!" she asked. "Don't worry. I am sure that you will enjoy your prize!" I said with a big smile, and masking a tiny bit of apprehension about how true that would be. I felt somehow responsible for her, for her body, for her life and for the fun she may not have after spending all that extra money. But I thought I would let fate decide. So I moved back and let her do her part while she pushed the key shaped token into the hole in the middle of the Randomiser and gave it a gentle twist. The big wheel shaped screen abruptly stopped its stand-by routine and turned into the familiar 8 sectors with the spinning arrow. The girl's head followed the big digital pointer as it turned, gaining speed at first and then slowing down until it landed on the top right corner. All other sectors darkened while an icon with two letter "D" appeared on the screen. One of the D turned and two dots appeared, morphing into the shape of two ample breasts with large nipples. Then the pixels that composed the image seemed to fly off the machine to create a cloud that surrounded the cute redhead that, surprised, looked at me as if to ask if that was normal. I nodded and she kept staring at me while the red fog started soaking into her skin. I could see her boobs expanding right in front of me, a transformation that no one but me could witness because she was giving everyone else her back. Even she didn't realise what was going on because her thought were all taken by the strange mist. When all the red particles disappeared into her she was still staring at me, completely unaware of her new assets. I took my microphone and proclaimed, "Ladies and Gentlemen. We have our first winner! Please clap your hands for our red friend..." And at that point I pushed her gently to make her turn around. "... and her new pair of Double Ds!!!" While the girl finally realised what was hanging from her chest, some of the audience had already start clapping, "oooooing," and cheering. Her boyfriend's expression was priceless, almost cartoonish, as his brain realised how much fun he could now have with her new fun bags. All but scared, she pranced to him, kissed him deeply and then she raised one of her new enhanced nipples to his mouth to kiss. She turned to me and waved goodbye before they made their way to the dance floor. I adjusted my corset to push up as much fake boobage as I could, happy to see that I could somehow pretend to have some cleavage too, and spoke in my microphone. "So, who will be next?" I asked, happy to see many hands in the air as an answer. During the next hour or so I had about twenty more people that came to play the Randomiser. All of them were girls with red keys or guys with blue keys. The machine was doing its best to come up with different enhancements but they soon started following a pattern of sort. Women would usually get some physical changes that would make their bodies more curvaceous while men would get stamina improvements and, obviously, more muscles and longer or thicker cocks. I felt lucky enough that none of their bulges exploded in front of me or my mouth would have been able to pronounce a word for some time. So I have seen at least five breast enlargements and five penis augmentation. Then we had a few "extra wet pussies" and "extra energy boosts." Curiously, the Randomiser seemed to like to give girls long hair, like mine, and long legs. Another favourite of the machine seemed to be a psychological change that I called "more playful." This would take away the fear of acting sexually in public, and by the way those people, boys and girls, behaved after getting that prize clearly showed their new attitude. As the end of my first shift as a host was approaching I was getting more and more confident in my role. My leather covered stool was cooling off quickly whenever I stood, so each time I sat down it was sending cold shivers up my spine through my latex skirt. My feet found a position to rest on the metal base of the seat and my 5 inches heels felt as comfortable as the platform trainers I wore outside. I struggled a bit with my hair that kept getting in the way whenever I sat down, and also my dick escaped its tucking position and was hanging in a constant erection right in between my legs. Thankfully, the skirt was rigid enough not to show its shape, and long enough to hide its length. I was worried something like that may happen, but I sort of loved the feeling of it moving with me and letting go a few drops of pre-cum every now and then. If, at the beginning, I feared that someone could notice some wetness, instead I ended up enjoying every drop that was running along my long legs and all the way to my ankles. From a distance I saw Jane approaching and I understood that my shift was almost over. A tall guy from the crowd jumped forward before I could lay down the microphone and placed his blue key in the machine, turning it to start his round. He was dressed in a pair of tight green spandex shorts that did nothing to hide his impressive bulge, and I saw that his girlfriend was wearing a skimpy thong of the same colour and fabric. She clapped as he started playing and her topless C-cup breasts bounced heavily on her thin chest, covered only by a few strands of her blonde hair. "Someone is in a rush to win his prize," I announced jokingly to the crowd. "Let's see what the Randomiser has in store for you!" The now familiar routine ran on screen until the arrow stopped and yet another penis enlargement icon appeared. The blue mist surrounded the man and soaked through his skin. His already large cock swelled even larger under the stretchy fabric. "Here we have another lucky win..." I started saying as everyone cheered, but the neon green fabric couldn't hold the new size of his equipment and an impressive cock sprung free for everyone to see, including me. It was easily twelve inches long and two and a half inches thick. The cheering became louder and nobody could hear that at that point I was unable to speak. My mouth turned into a vagina in less than a second and it started watering more than it ever had before. Jane, from behind the crowd, saw my transformation and made her way towards me to take my place at the Randomiser. She too took a look at the enormous tool hanging from the mostly naked guy in front of me, then she turned her stare to me and grinned. I couldn't look anywhere else. My body craved that piece of meat and all I could do to regain a bit of modesty, which seemed to be less important than ever, was to cross my hands in front of my mouth to cover it. At that very moment the owner of my object of desire turned towards me and probably misunderstood the position of my hands as a sign of disbelief and surprise. He whispered something in his girlfriend's ears then they both looked at me smiling and moved in my direction. My wife sat on the stool to indicate that she was now in charge and that I was free to go, still grinning at me knowing what was going through my mind. The guy and his girl nodded at Jane, then he whispered in my ear, "Why don't you come with us so we can thank you for this gift?" They led me through the corridors and into the "dark room." During the short walk I still couldn't take my eyes off his shaft so my mouth remained in the shape of a vagina, with my hands still in front of it. When we found a clean and empty spot on a leather sofa he sat and spread his legs, putting his enormous dick in full exposure. His girl and I both instinctively knelt in front of him. My throat was throbbing with anticipation. It was when I used my hands to move the hem of the skirt from under my knees that they saw my fully transformed mouth for the first time. "This must be the work of your own machine!" he guessed, correctly, "Interesting, very, very interesting!" He then placed his hands behind our heads and guided us both to his magnificent cock. She was licking it up and down and I tried to do the same to stimulate the clitoris that was sitting right behind my top lip, but I wanted to deepthroat every inch of it right away so I moved to his tip and started sliding it between my lips. My jaw opened as if it was made of rubber so I could accommodate all its girth. I felt it sliding past my clitoris, right under my skull, then it slowly pushed down my throat that became like a glove around every single vein on his skin. I closed my eyes as I was getting waves and waves of pleasure whenever his tip reached to new depths until I touched his body with my nose. I reopened my eyes just to see their stares of disbelief for being able to swallow something that big. Then he started withdrawing, then pushing, back and forth, slowly, all feelings in my body coming and going again in waves of bliss. The girl positioned herself to the side and started following the motion of my lips on his shaft with her tongue, simultaneously licking him and my clitoris whenever he changed direction. For the first time my pussy mouth was being licked that way and I loved it, but what I craved was to have that massive cock sliding in and out of me for all its length. And he continued pumping, deep down and back up, faster and faster. When she couldn't keep the peace any more she stood on the couch and placed her pussy on his face. His dick became even harder and longer than before as he was eating his pussy. I was completely lost in ecstasy, kneeling in front of him with my throat vagina wrapped around his massive member that could almost reach my stomach. We went on like that for ten minutes that felt like an hour until he started grunting in her groin as he came like a river straight inside me. Every single drop went deep into me, and thanks to my enhanced state I could feel all of it travelling through my digestive channels. He was filling me with cum. She heard and she started cumming too. The heath of the situation along with the feeling from my mouth and pleasure of having a gallon of his cum in my belly made me cum too, both from my throat and my cock that was as hard as ever. I let go of him and so did his partner. We sat in the dark to catch our breath and she tried to lick the pussy on my face for a little longer, but without a cock in sight it quickly turned back into a normal mouth. She lapped up the little cum that I still had on my lips and finally went back to him, kissing him passionately on his mouth, mixing all our juices together. I left them there as they kissed, and walked out of the dark room. I needed a drink and I needed it quickly. My stride was surprisingly straight for someone that had just spent a long time on their knees. Another bonus from my enhanced legs, I realised. My hair were playing an interesting game with my ass, something I hadn't noticed before. Where the two tails of my red tuxedo were joining, at the bottom of my spine, my hair was filling the gap and it was gently whipping my feminine bottom through my latex skirt. I loved the touch of my long black strands touching my ass but I sort of missed the occasional spanking that I was getting at the other party. While I was waiting for my Vodka Redbull to be poured, I took an hair tie out of one small pocket in my tux and arranged my hair in a high ponytail. I immediately missed the gentle caresses it was giving me, but I was rewarded when someone slapped the cheeks of my ass, which was advertising itself by creating a perfectly round shape between the two tails of my jacket. When I tried my uniform at home I hadn't noticed how much my womanly shape was showing, actually I was sort of worried that it wouldn't be visible enough. Probably, I thought, I was wrong. One hour went fast, maybe because I spent so much of it sucking on a stranger's cock in the dark room with his girlfriend, so I decided to go back to see how Jane was doing. When I arrived I saw a group of young women queuing for their turn at the Randomiser. They were all dressed in cheap-ish latex sailor miniskirts and tops and some of them sported a red key. I immediately understood that they were part of a hen's night, there must have been fifteen of them or so. The future bride was either dressed like them or simply not there. The ones that didn't have a key hanging from their necks were in a separate group, some cheering for their friend at the machine, some making out between them, two fingering each other with their back to the wall and lost in the moment and, finally, one's head was giving another of the girls a blowjob on her probably new penis. The ones cheering were sporting the usual signs of those that played the Randomiser: some had an impressive rack that was barely contained by their tops, and some had very long legs and asses that were popping out from under their mini skirts. As a red fog engulfed one of the girls making her breasts swell to a double D, which on a 5 feet tall thin girl was quite a sight, I went towards the operator's seat. "Here is our new winner!" said Jane in the microphone. "Make sure not to fall forward!" The other girls cheered, and another one took her place without even waiting for an invitation. She plugged the key in the hole and did everything by herself, like she had seen her friends do before her. I took advantage of this moment to chat with my wife, who was smiling at me. I know that I mentioned many times how perfect she was, but seeing her dressed in latex with her boobs almost spilling out of her top and with her corset creating a perfect hourglass was reminding me how much I loved her, and how much I wanted her. "See these girls?" she asked. "They were at the bar doing shots when you were here before. I told the bridesmaid about the Randomiser, gave them a tiny discount and bang! Fifteen sales in one minute. More than a grand for us to take home!" She was radiant. "Did you enjoy that massive cock in your throat?" she added, straight to the point. "I loved it!" I said, a bit less worried than usual about being that honest. "You will tell me everything later... " she continued. "... now I have work to do!" "Looks like someone will love sex a whole lot more!" She proclaimed as one of the girls won a Nymphomaniac Mindset prize. Like before, the next one jumped in front of the machine without hesitation, while the one that had just played joined her peer in the giving the other sailor a blowjob. I stayed theer and watched the others take their turns. The Randomiser seemed to like the "Nymphomaniac Mindset" as it appeared at least two more times in the group. The others got some Super Sensitive Nipples, Ultra Deep Vagina, Ass Vagina, and a retractable penis that, as Jane explained to me, was the same thing that the girl in the corner was having sucked by her friends. The group, which at that point was split in three separate orgies in the corridor, managed to regain a bit of control and walk towards another one of the rooms in the club. Before my wife's time at the machine was over she finally had a trans person of some sort, I couldn't tell if he or she was a crossdresser or a transsexual, with a purple key. We hadn't seen many until then. With a bit of fear on her face, she moved forward and stood in front of the big wheel of fortune. She had seen the girls playing and probably she was wondering if she was doing a clever thing or not. I had been in that position before and, feeling the tension, I whispered in her ear: "Don't worry. Whatever you'll get you'll like. This machine knows how to make someone happy.." She nodded and punched the key through the hole. The familiar animation of purple sectors and rotating arrow started running on the screen until it stopped and the prize was revealed. The animated icon was showing a girl sucking her thumb while her boobs seemed to swell. The meaning wasn't perfectly clear so Jane used a standard send-off "Here we have another lucky winner! I think that you'll enjoy your prize very much!" The trans girl didn't seem too happy about leaving without a prize. While she turned to go somewhere else she also casually put her thumb in her mouth and sucked. Nothing happened and she turned again towards us to know if anything was wrong. We had no idea and the stare between us turned awkward for a little while. That's when I had an idea. I walked to her and took her hand saying, "Don't suck! Blow!" She put the thumb in her mouth again and blew like you would in a whistle. Her cleavage, semi covered and probably made of filler, swelled up. She looked at me surprised and happy and she blew again, making her breasts go up another full cup size. Then she sucked her thumb and the breasts reduced in size. She gave me a massive smile, kissed me on the lips and walked away with her thumb in her mouth. ----------- Jane and I decided to take a quick break from the machine. Nobody was waiting to play, so we switched a button labelled "be-back-soon-mode" and we walked towards one of the dance rooms. My wife seemed a bit flushed and couldn't take her hands off my ass while dancing, not that I could complain. A few times she seemed to want to touch her nipples and play with them, but we both knew what would happen. I wasn't worried to have to suck her on the dance floor but she usually wouldn't be "out there." She was looking at me like a lion looks at her prey with those fantastic eyes of hers. Then, suddenly, she pulled me towards one of the corners in the room and placed two fingers through the top of her corset. "Oh my god!" she said, desperate for release. "Help me undo the top straps of my corset!" I loosened up the straps and she immediately turned towards me showing her two dick nipples popping out of the cups of the corset. "These things have been moving a lot against the cups and I am having a raging hard on!" she said. I couldn't care less about the reason why those two beautiful cocks were standing in front of me. I took the right one and placed my mouth vagina on top of it, swallowing it whole! I started sucking bobbing my head back and forth while a few people were gathering around us enjoying the scene. One of the sailors I had seen earlier jumped in and started blowing the other cock. Another sailor girl from their group with the retractible penis moved behind me and placed her erection against my latex skirt, making my super sensitive ass feel all its size. Finally, a third girl grabbed my wife's crotch and caressed it while touching it. We were having an enhanced orgy right there in a corner of the club. I could only think of fulfilling my crave and Jane was lost in pleasure, groaning and moaning like never before. The girl behind me pushed my skirt up and placed her cock right at my rear entrance, then she pushed it all in as if she had done it many times. I was in heaven with my vagina being fucked on one side and a nice cock in my ass. The situation was so hot that what seemed gallons of vaginal lubricant were spilling from my lips as I sucked the cock nipple. Both cocks came at the same time. All the seed coming from mine went straight into my stomach while the girl on my left could barely contain all the cum in her mouth. One of Nymphomaniac friends came to the rescue and they started kissing and swapping the spunk in their mouth. The girl behind me also came into my ass and flooded me. I hadn't come but my body was filled with pleasure. It took us a moment to regain or composure. Jane's cocks had returned to the size and shape of two nipples and she asked me to tie her corset back up, but not as tight as before. "I didn't know that you were that open about sex in public!" I told to her. "Me neither!" she said, as we walked to the toilet to refresh our make up. Before my second turn at the Randomiser we sat down and compared notes. We were on our way to a small mountain of money, and Kasim was probably on his interdimensional sofa collecting plenty of sexual energy. Curiously, Jane had my same impression that the Randomiser wasn't 100% random. Yes, there was a small constraint that the changes made to the players had to make them happy, but the machine seemed to have its preferences. Also, the enhancements given to the players when my wife was at it were on a different line than the ones distributed when I was managing it. We had seen about 30 people each, so we thought we didn't have enough data to understand how the system worked. At that time we were particularly focused on making even more money. I left Jane at the table where we were and I made my way to the randomiser. Unsurprisingly I got a few spanks on the way, with my ass sending shivers of pleasure up to my brain and my long black hair, arranged in a long ponytails, was brushing my back. I walked past a few of the people that had been playing before and I had a hard time keeping my eyes off their waist. Some of the guys had their enhanced equipment out and were being serviced by some of the Nymphomaniac sailors. One of the guys walked behind me and placed his hands around my hips whispering a "thank you" in my ears. Without looking I put my right hand behind my back, grabbed his mighty cock and gave it a few strokes, making him moan. Without even looking at him I let him go and walked th the machine, thinking about how much I liked to play little games like that in public. I never thought I'd like it that much. ----------- The inflatable breasts seemed to be another favourite of the Randomiser. The two crossdressers that played with a purple key both got the same prize, and they were both thrilled with it. When they blew into their thumbs they couldn't believe that they could finally throw away their breast forms. Also, the breasts weren't hollow or filled with air, they weighted like normal boobs. Some more guys got extra stamina and many girls got a permanent set of DD breasts. There were a couple of unexpected results. One guy played and won an extra long cock or, judging by the icon that I thought was a mistake, an extra long something. I had seen enhanced penises many times before and I wasn't impressed until he removed his latex shorts in front of his girlfriend, who had previously got a "playful attitude" enhancement, and they started talking to each other. When he turned around to face me to ask what was the prize I noticed that he was a transsexual man. I guessed what the Randomiser could have meant with that icon, I invited him and his girlfriend to the side and I told them to come back as soon as my shift was finished. They agreed and left. Another interesting one was a girl who played with a purple key and won a dick tongue like the one that I sucked at the last party. She was there with her newly big breasted girlfriend and they immediately started making out in one of the corners next to me. I could still remember what it was like to have a dick shaped tongue sliding down my wet deep pussy throat and I could tell that something similar was happening right next to me because the girlfriend's throat was bulging whenever the other girl's new cock made its way forward. I licked my lips wondering if I'd ever have another chance to be fucked by one of those. The thought was making me extra horny, with my own dick stirring inside my leather skirt and my corset sliding down, probably because of the sweat. I put myself together and allowed a few more players to have a go at the machine. Once again the Randomiser seemed to distribute its favourite prizes. Longer penises, bigger boobs, playful attitude, enhanced legs and feet like mine etc... I was cheering along with the rest of the people and having some fun, but I was more looking forward for Jane to replace me so I could have a word with the trans guy and his girlfriend. My wife finally approached me while yet another couple of DD was being dispensed. I activated the stand-by mode and gave her the tall stool where I was sitting. Before I could say anything she held my head and planted a big long kiss on my mouth. As soon as our tongues met I could taste a different flavour. That's when Jane passed a big blob of cum from her mouth into mine, and kept French kissing me passionately as the cum covered both our tongue and the inside of our mouth. When she let go, all cum was in my mouth apart from a thin thread that was connecting my chin with her lower lip. With one finger she picked up the thin line of cum from my face and placed it into her mouth, then she swallowed. "Your big dick friends back there sent a present!" she said with a smile. "I thought that since you hardly ever get to have cum in your mouth, you would like some. So I saved it for you! All four loads!" Then, with a grin on her face, she turned to the machine and reactivated it. I was standing there speechless. My wife had just given at least four blowjobs and swapped the cum with me. The taste wasn't unpleasant and I swallowed the huge load in one big gulp. On one side her behaviour was getting me worried, but on the other hand this was a kinky night and we were both allowed to play. The couple from before showed up, and they had yet to understand what his prize had been. I invited them to come with me to the dark room and I would explain it to them. They agreed and we all went. I sat down between them on one of the sofas and whispered, "With your permission..." Then I lowered his pants and pulled up her skirt. He had a second of hesitation, then allowed me to proceed. I started playing with their clitoris, gently at first and then, once they were wet, faster and faster. Once they started moaning I changed my movement. I began fingering her pussy and I jerking off the top of his vulva. As I expected, his clit swelled and grew in size to at least 10 inches in length. I had fantasised about sucking on something like this with my mouth vagina so I looked down and... nothing. My mouth remained in its normal form. She opened her eyes and immediately jumped on top of him, impaling herself into his large clitoris. I then understood that to my enhanced throat a clit is not a cock, no matter the size. I was about to leave the dark room when the guy from before, the one with the massive enhanced cock that I already allowed to fuck my throat, showed up from behind me with his girlfriend next to him. "Do you want a second round?" He asked while removing the piece of black cloth that replaced his ruined latex pants. I couldn't do anything but say yes. I dropped on my knees, I felt the familiar feeling of my mouth and throat turning into a vagina, and started sucking him right away. We managed to move on a sofa, and his girlfriend put her hands under my skirt to free my own cock. I loved her manipulations but my mind was lost in the feeling of his cock head moving past my throat, and back again, and in again, and then back up. My head was bobbing up and down trying to make it even better for both of us, loving the moment when his shaft was brushing against the clit positioned where my upper lip used to be. He kept pumping. His massive member could magically slide all the way through my head and all the way down to my stomach. I was feeling bad for his girlfriend, who only had my normal dick to play with. "Wow! You definitely have a large one too!" I heard her say. In my confused state of bliss I couldn't focus on her words so I kept pumping my face to swallow his cock ball deep. She was sucking mine and she was doing a great job. The two feelings combined were sending me in overload. I could feel my tip hitting against her throat at the same time as when her boyfriend's cock head was running through my own. She couldn't deep throat me, something I found strange, but my concentration was all on him and my field of vision in the darkness was just that of his pelvis moving against my face. He came all too early, shooting litres of cum in my body, but I wanted more. She pushed my shoulders to the wall and she climbed on top of me. My mouth returned to normal just in time for her to start French kissing it passionately, bringing the taste of my pre cum to me. He stayed on the side while I fucked his beautiful girlfriend like crazy. It took me more than five minutes in every sort of position to finally come and flood her with my cum. But it wasn't over. I pushed and pushed, my dick still perfectly hard, for a few more minutes until she had a Earth shattering orgasm. Still full of energy, I pulled my skirt up and positioned my cock in front of his face without even looking down. Reluctantly he took it in his mouth and I went on to licking his girlfriend's boobs prolonging her orgasm. I was absentmindedly playing with my nipples when, finally, I came and shot a huge load in his mouth. I let her breasts go and moved to his face, kissing him and sucking my own cum from his mouth. I wasn't used to doing that, but Jane must have opened some door for me when she pushed her mouthful of semen into me. The guy and his girlfriend remained on the sofa, spent. I said goodbye and, without feeling the need to rest, I pulled down my skirt and walked out. After another stop to the toilet to fix my makeup and reposition all my clothes, that for some reason went from a perfect fit to sliding up and down, I went to the bar for a drink. A final Vodka Redbull before I moved to the Randomiser where Jane and I would get our own prizes. Seeing people being transformed for the whole night was fun at times but somehow boring when the changes were repeating themselves. While I was sitting down to sip my drink I noticed a familiar body approaching from the crowd. It was Kasim, the interdimensional owner of the Randomiser. I was pleased to see that his human shape hadn't changed and that he was still the muscular and tanned perfect specimen of man I met a while before. Part of me wanted to have a chat, and part of me wanted to jump on him to play with his beautiful cock. He fucked my wife too, after all, so why not have some more fun? As he came towards me I lifted my arms to give him a sexy hug, but all my hands encountered was air. "I am not really here!" he said. "At this very time I am managing another Randomiser in Japan, and I am having a lot of fun. I can project my consciousness for a little while and I wanted to see how you guys... girls... are doing!" "I thought you came to have some fun with us!" I said coyly. "Not really, not tonight! But it looks like you are having a lot of fun already!" He said, knowingly. "I have already seen your wife. She is even more stunning than she's ever been, don't you agree Samantha? And the same can be said about you! Now it's time for me to go.." "Thank you!" I replied. "Too bad you are going. By the way, Jane told me that there is a 1% direct transfer from our work at the Randomiser. Will you send us the money tonight? We could use some cash for a few bottles to celebrate our first night of work!" "Cash?" he answered laughing. "You see Samantha? This is why I never put an intelligence enhancement among the prizes of the machine." And with that he literally faded away before my eyes. I finished my drink, wondering about Kasim's last words. I would tell Jane about that, to see if she could come up with an idea of what that meant. Then I left the bar and, being almost the end of my wife's shift, I went to check on her. "Here's the winner of fantastic banana flavoured sperm!" I heard her announce as I was nearing her. "Your boyfriend will be so happy to suck it before he puts it into his new rear vagina!" She concluded, making a statement a bit more "out there" than I was used to. But the crowd was cheering and the gay couple that left the machine was happy, so everything was good. Just a pair of people with a key were waiting to play. The club was beginning to empty a bit. I can imagine that many of the patrons were having fun at home with their prizes. The two remaining players were both girls. One won a Nymphomaniac personality and the other one an extra deep vagina. It took a while to the first one's friends to tow her away while she was trying to grab their cocks right there, but eventually they all left. Without her microphone and with just me to hear it, Jane announced: "Looks like we have a special player here! A blue key holder! No extra sensitive nipples or deep vaginas for you tonight, sir!" she joked. I put my key into the machine and turned it. The screen became blue and the wheel started spinning. The arrow ended on an Icon that I knew very well: the "Stamina" icon. The pixels detached from the glassy surface and engulfed me in a blue fog, that was slowly absorbed into my skin. I immediately felt invigorated and ready for more action, but it was now Jane's turn to play. I moved behind my wife and gently pushed her in front of the machine. I slapped her perfect ass as if to hint to move quickly, and she let go a small moan. I was so curious to see what the Randomiser had in store for her. She twisted the purple key in the hole and the usual bells and whistles started happening. The arrow spinning on a purple background stopped to reveal what looked like a head with hair waving in the wind. The purple fog surrounded her and disappeared into her body as usual, leaving us staring at each other like I've seen many people do when they couldn't understand the prize they had won. "Don't worry!" she said, gently touching her hair that look the same as before. "I am sure that we'll understand later on! Let's go home and celebrate!" "About that..." I added. "I have seen Kasim and he said something about the 1% direct transfer not being paid cash, or something like that!" She too seemed a bit confused but only said, "We'll sort out everything with Kasim tomorrow. He said he's busy now.." ----------- Less and less people were dancing and none of them had a key when we switched off the machine and covered it with a black drape. We drove home in our car and opened a French Champagne to celebrate the night. The bottle popped loudly and finished quickly as I turned on some lounge music and we both got into the party mood. By the time I opened the second bottle of wine, Jane was already on the floor in front of me, sucking my cock like a real pro. She was sucking as if her life depended on it, then she moved up and kissed me passionately. We danced while kissing, with my super hard dick caressing her pussy and ass. I grabbed by the wrist, holding to her corset and she let go a loud moan. When she faced me again her nipples had begun their transformation into two massive cocks. She must have been really horny because just the friction from the corset on her nipples triggered the change, and her cocks looked bigger than usual. My mouth did its usual number: my teeth disappeared and a clit emerged while my throat turned into a fuck hole. I took her left cock in my mouth while I stroke the other one with my hands. My other hand was busy on Jane's ass, the most firm and fantastic one I had ever seen. While my brain was filled with the feeling from my throat, I could hear her moan push her chest harder whenever I got closer to her butt hole with my fingers, not even penetrating it. At the same time she was caressing my bum with one hand and stroking my nipple with the other. We fell on our sofa in that position, with me on top, and we kept sucking and fondling each other for minutes until I found a way to stick my dick in her vagina. The feeling became overwhelming and thanks to my new stamina I could pump harder than ever and give her the best blow job ever at the same time. That's when her hair started going crazy. We both noticed what was happening but kept fucking like rabbits. Her hair stood in strands from her head, and like a bunch of snakes they aimed to my own head and glued themselves to it. That should have been scary but I kept pumping into Jane, and every feeling seemed even a bit better. She, on the other side, opened her eyes wide as if receiving an electric jolt. "I can feel you!" she said. "I can feel my cock sliding into your vagina and I can feel your vagina receiving my cock! I can feel I am pumping into myself while you pump into me! I am fucking and being fucked twice over! It's amazing!" What she said made little sense to me back then, but got me even hornier so I started pumping even harder. I guided both her cocks into my mouth at the same time, stroking and penetrating my throat with them until she came from every part of her body. Her pussy flooded with juices and my mouth flooded with gallons of her cum... that tasted a bit like banana. ################# TO BE CONTINUED? #################