Never Meet Your Heroes

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Always Read the Fine Print

"Just sign here and here. Great! I'll be back to start the procedure in a few minutes. Just sit tight."

My old orthodontics clinic had no choice but to refer me to this new clinic, about an hour's drive out of town. Embarrassingly, on account of my terrible gag reflexes. Getting my adult braces on was a feat deemed too hard for my old orthodontist.

"Dr. Cruz has the most experience and best equipment for patients like you. I'll refer you to him so your appointment goes as smoothly and comfortably as possible."

Dr. Cruz eventually returned with a needle. I couldn't help but shiver a bit. I hated needles.

"For that pesky gag reflex of yours."

I felt a pinch on my gum and nothing more, for a few seconds, that is. My body tensed, and the room became frigidly cold! I sank lower and lower into my seat as my eyes fixated on the ceiling above me. I was as rigid as a statue during the entire transformation. In the end, I was unrecognizable. I became a woman in body and flesh. 

"Let's see here. Blink twice if you feel any discomfort," Dr. Cruz instructed me as he inserted two of his long fingers deep down my throat. 

To my surprise, I felt absolutely nothing! You could put a whole cucumber down my throat, and I still wouldn't gag.

"Or your cock that works too."

The drug not only turned me into a cute chick. It also made me much more submissive and open to suggestions. Not that I cared. I was in a state of euphoria, probably induced by whatever he drugged me with. Dr. Cruz was as serious about his job as he was handsome, though. He got my braces on in no time at all. I was so happy with my treatment that I offered to pay another way. 

I'm so happy he took me on my offer. Apparently, the drug wears off in about a week, and I should be back in my old body with my old dick back. However, upon reading the fine print on the documents I signed, being in contact with cum reduces the chances of changing back by 50%. Thankfully my roommate helped me explore all the pleasures and perks of having a pair of tits and a throat that knows no limit ;).

Side effects of my treatment also carried things like uncontrollable swallowing, higher libido, shifts in my sexuality, and bimbo-like personality disorders induced by lower IQ. Consistent exposure to my roommate's semen probably didn't help my case either. As a result, I enrolled in my old high school to counteract my lower intelligence. It wasn't so bad. I got to live out my deepest and darkest fantasies of being a complete slut and teacher's pet to all my old teachers. 

"I always knew Mr. Smith was packing some heat!"

A Royal Family

 "I love you, babe!"

"I love you too."

Amelia stood before me on the balcony we have so frequently visited for the past two years. The full moon bathed the tiny garden below in a romantic glow. The still pond reflected a royal blue light on her face that accentuated her flushed red cheeks and golden locks. How a guy like me managed to score a gorgeous girl like her, I still don't know. 

This night and this balcony were special. I met her here two years ago on a night like this. She was elegantly painting the skyline view for our college art course. I complimented her picture and shared a few laughs before inviting her to paint with me sometime. She accepted my offer, and the rest is history.

Heart racing, I take a few steps toward her and lean in for a soft, slow kiss. Her eyes flickered with an enchanted gaze before she eventually pulled away with a worried look. 

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Um...well...there's something I need to tell you. Something I should've told you when we started dating." 

Amelia took a deep breath. "You see, I come from a royal family. I'm a princess, believe it or not. I'm not allowed to tell anyone for my safety here on campus. I kept it hidden from you, too, because; I didn't want this to end! My family will never approve of our relationship."

"Screw that!" I exclaim jokingly. "I love you, and you love me! Your family shouldn't dictate that about your life! It's not right. We'll figure something out!"

Amelia giggled at my sudden outburst. "Just...promise me that you'll never leave me. That you will always be a part of my life!"

"I promise!"

We say our goodbyes, and I begin walking back to my dorm. A drizzle starts to come down on me, so I pull up my hoodie. By the time I hear the black SUV pull up beside me, it's already too late. I get pulled inside by three strong men in suits and rushed away.

"Where the fuck am I!? And who are you, people!?"

"Have some respect, young man! You are speaking in the presence of Prince Callum Aethelstan IV, the heir to the throne!" one of the suited thugs yelled. 

"I'm sorry this is your introduction to our family," the prince apologized, " but my sister just can't marry, no less date someone who isn't of royal blood. However, I owe it to Amelia to carry out her final wish. That is why she is here."

The prince gestured to another person in the car, an old blind lady holding a strange crystal ball.

"You see, my father asked this witch to cast a curse on my sister that will activate when she reveals her true identity to someone. The shimmer in her eyes back there was proof of that. The spell will transform any man into a more suitable, beneficial, and less risky family member. Take her high school sweetheart, for example."

"Princess Patricia! I'm sure you're familiar with her place in our family. The spell works by altering reality and having the world believe that Patricia was always a member of our family. We had her married to a Tsar for a healthier diplomatic relationship in the East. It was risky, given her resistance to the transformation, but she understood her arranged marriage was necessary to secure world peace and prevent a nuclear apocalypse."

The crystal ball began to fill with purple smoke before revealing a petite blonde gitty from her post-orgasmic afterglow.

"Her new husband made it easy for her to come around," the prince chuckled.

I stared into the crystal ball in shock, coming to grips with my newly assigned fate.

"Amelia didn't want you to struggle with getting accustomed to your new life like Princess Patricia. So she asked for some mental and personality changes after your transformation."

The witch cracked a grin before pink smoke started to fill the crystal ball.

I watched as a horny blonde, presumably me, got her back blown out and pussy fucked in various positions. The girl, I mean I, appeared to be in heavenly bliss. Impossible! I'm straight! And not only that, I'm in love with Amelia! Our love is strong enough to overcome any stupid spell. I told myself this, but the more I watched and heard my high-pitched womanly moans, the less I was so sure. The prospect of turning into this lingerie-clad princess shamefully even excited me a little bit. 

 

As my cock started to throb a bit, the pink smoke started to flow out of the ball and towards my held-down body. The pink smoke engulfed me, filling my vision with a blurry haze. Within seconds I lost consciousness. 

Upon waking up, I found myself in the same bedroom I saw in the vision. A naked hairy man with a thick mustache stared me down with hungry eyes as I presented my youthful curves.

"Te ves tan hermosa mi amor"

It's happening that quickly!? What's he saying? Oh my god! I'm a woman! The woman I saw! Shit, my mind! It's getting all fuzzy. Oh no. Amelia! Think of Amelia! I love you, Amelia! I love you, Amelia!

"Ven aquí y...let me feel you baby."

"T...Te amo," I sheepishly reply as the mental changes lock in, allowing me to speak and understand Spanish fluently.

My teenage hormones overcome my sense of control, as I pounce on my new husband, licking his cock like a sweet but salty lollipop. Slurping his juicy member and savoring the intoxicating flavor as his manly scent filled my nostrils and turned me on even more. No dish, sweet, or candy from the many banquet halls and dinners I have attended after our wedding could compete with his delicious cock.

The prophecy shown to me on that crystal ball came to fruition as I slipped my soft ass down his shaft. 

I rode my prince, and soon-to-be king, as fast and hard as possible. Using all my newly obtained knowledge I did my best to coax all of his golden seed out of his balls and into my uterus. The pleasure was mind-numbing and the thought of carrying my man's Spanish lineage of future princes and princesses turned me on so much!

I was the luckiest woman alive who was married to the love of her life.

"SI SI SI!!! Llename amore!! Damelo, damelo, damelo!! AAAIII DIABLOS!! Voy of venirme!!"

With a twitch of his cock my pussy was pumped with his hot and sticky cum. The first of many impregnations to come.

Epilogue:

"So what was your name when you were a man, sister?"

"When I was a man? What do ever do you mean, sister?"

Princess Patricia stripped for the camera she set up in their bedroom. She always liked to finger herself later on to videos of herself in her female body. In a sense, she still retained some of her male urges from her past life. 

"Never mind. I see they changed more than just your dick."

I took a sip of my sister's Vodka thinking this must be another one of her crude jokes. My bubbly persona made it impossible for me to wrap my head around ever being a man. My older sister Amelia warned me not to spend too much time with Patricia, but hanging out with her was just so much fun and a great distraction from royal duties.

6000 Miles As a Latex Fuck Doll

I've tried them all. You name it, porn star fleshlights, automatic male masturbators, blow job simulators, vibrating strokers, erotic hypnosis, and even buttplugs! Embarrassingly, I'm still exploring my sexual preferences and kinks when figuring out what gets my heart racing and cock throbbing. My latest experience with buttplugs opened up a new doorway of sexual pleasure in my sex life. I had a feeling from all the TG captions I've read and jerked off to that penetration would turn me on. Luckily for me, a sex toy company has developed and is selling a new type of device for kinky men like me. 

Latex bodysuits that turn the wearer into a living fuckdoll ready within seconds to be penetrated and filled in all her tight new holes! I wouldn't be limited to my butt any longer. A gleaming pussy awaits the next thing to stuff it! A few extra plusses include a nice pair of tits, a fabulous ass, and lips perfect for sucking if desired. It was just the adventurous leap in kinkiness that I'd been waiting for! Sadly, various restrictions and laws in my state make it extremely difficult for this company to ship these latex bodysuits in the US. 

Fortunately, as a college student, I can study abroad for a semester fully paid with my financial aid. Countries in Europe, like England, Germany, Italy, and France, to name a few, have already legalized the sale of these suits. All the pieces were coming together, and the path to my Pandora's box of sexy fun was as clear as day. Nothing was stopping me from getting my hands on my own set. 

Time leaps a few months into the future, and I was hastily ripping away the packaging paper separating me from my longly awaited suit. The walls of my tiny apartment in London watch me as I pull out a fancy black card with glittery words from the pink packaging peanuts.

Thank you, valued customer, for purchasing our brand-new Latex bodysuit: Sex/Fuck Doll exclusive edition! Upon equipping this suit, the user will transform into an appropriate female doll ready for use seconds out of the box! The time for complete transformation and loss of physical functions may vary.

A few reminders:

The user cannot physically move or speak during the fuck doll experience.

The suit will undergo further modifications based on visual, auditorial, and location-based factors in the environment.

The user can take off the bodysuit only after contact with at least 2.5 milliliters of semen.

We hope you enjoy your time as a perfect sex toy for you and your loved ones! Also, try our collection of other latex body suits and accessories, like the all-new mind-altering latex mask. Perfect for mindless and sexy slave fun ;).

Users, be cautious when using our products. We are not responsible for any permanent damages or situations that may occur.

Tossing the letter aside, I finally pull the shiny latex suit from the discrete cardboard box. I've done some reading and purchased an automatic ejaculating dildo loaded with my cum. I didn't want to get too ahead of myself and decided that a dildo would ease me into the world of being plowed by real dicks in the future. I already had some Reddit forums bookmarked for fuck doll hookups in my area when I was ready to take the next step.

Without further ado, I take a deep breath and slip into the cold latex. I didn't know how to expect the transformation and freezing up to feel like. Would it be like the hypnosis files I listened to? A sort of foggy trance? Will icy fingers work their way up my body? Sculpting and stretching my body to fit the fuckable sex doll look?

I try to step toward my dildo, set up on my bed, but the paralysis immediately takes over. I fall backward, landing on my latex-engulfed ass. I knew that the transformation time varies by user, but mines were practically instantaneous. My seductive face, frozen in time, stared back at the British bombshell I became. My current predicament didn't bother my consciousness for a while as I marveled at my beauty. My heart raced at the realization that the suit worked. I was at the mercy and available to anyone willing to play with my new assets.

Anyone? Oh yeah, I lived alone in an off-campus apartment. That sucks guess I'm stuck here for who knows how long. The manager finally came to check my room once my contract expired after a grueling six months. Believe me when I say this, having no sex for six months sucks. But six months without getting fucked as a fuck doll is chastity hell! If I could, I would drop to my knees and beg this man to fuck me! 

Sadly this conservative middle age man didn't want anything to do with what horny shit he thought I was up to in this room. An automatic dildo loaded with cum and a latex sex doll aren't what you hope to find as the manager of an apartment. The man quickly cleaned my room and dropped me off at a local pawn shop. From there, I passed along from one owner to the next. In Bristol, I was a movie prop, and in Birmingham, the model for a painter. It must have been my luck because even lesbian women had scissor sex with me! My closest call to freedom must have been in France. 

"Quelle belle poupée. Des cheveux roux et un jeune corps mince. Juste comme je les aime."

It's probably important to note that this was the first time someone with an actual dick used me for my purpose. It was a heavenly and surreal experience that I never expected. His veiny cock spread my tight pussy to its limit. His rocking motion and warm, strong arms pushed me to a mind-melting climax. My face remained plastered with a stupid smile but yes! I was internally screaming and moaning this hot French guy's name like a broken record! How he spoke to me in our love session was another sexy turn-on. Again unlucky or maybe lucky? Who knows tee hee. He grabbed the back of my shiny red hair and forced his hot sperm all down my throat. Like a warm hot cup of cocoa, except salty, it was steamy deliciousness. 

Since his cum didn't touch the latex, I was still a fuckdoll. I grew attached to him, so I was sad when he traded me back to the company that sold me the latex suit. The processing facility thought I was just another ordinary sex doll, so they cleaned my entire body, which, admittedly, was another pleasurable experience. On the conveyer belt floor, I was taken away by a young employee. 

Huh, that's weird, I thought I was going to be boxed up and sold again. Oh, wait! Oh fuck!! Right there, baby!!! YES, YES, YES, YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD HANDSOME!!!.

Out of all the places I could've been freed, I wasn't expecting a packaging facility at the hands of a horny employee on his lunch break. I was so happy and grateful I gave him a passionate kiss which left him confused and blushing.

"What the fuck!! You're alive?!" the guy shouted in surprise.

"Yeah, man, I've been stuck as a sex doll for who knows how long. Thanks to you, I'm free again. You fuck pretty good, by the way," I tease as I take off the suit and return to my male body. 

I had no money and worst of all, I was thousands of miles away from my hometown. The employee guy had an idea, though. We had all the tools to get me home right here in this building. He agreed to ship me to the house of my best friend back home if I agreed to offer some friends-with-benefit service back at his apartment. I was more than willing to hit up this offer. Yeah, he could end up making me his personal cum dumpster. But with a cock like that, would that really be a bad thing? It was a win-win situation, no matter how I looked at it.

At his apartment, I put the latex suit back on.

"Have fun. You don't need to be gentle. I have exper-"

First, I was a carbon copy of his mom. A quick photoshoot, first, and then he fucked me doggy style right in my mature child-bearing pussy. Those photos could be handy in the future. Blackmail, power play, or just jerk off material if you ask me. 

Next, I was his older sister. The family genes were obviously very good with how cute and sexy I turned out. He went all in with this photoshoot. Putting me in provocative poses that would have men drooling for a taste of this ass.

Last but not least, I morphed into a copy of his blonde ex-girlfriend. He didn't bother with photos and just started ravaging my tight cheerleader clit. He went in so quickly and powerfully that my mind actually went blank from the sensory overload. My mind was melting and leaking out of my pretty mouth as lustful drool. 

Im a doll. A fuck doll. A sex toy. A pleasure toy. Built for master's fun and desires. 

Snapping back to reality. He disappointingly finished all over my latex suit just as he promised. But I knew I had to go back home. Back at the packaging facility, I put my latex suit back on and gave him a hug before it worked its magic on me. The box was cushioned, sealed, and finally stamped with the home address of my best friend. I know he wouldn't be able to resist using a free fuck doll like me.

Getting Dragged Along

 It took a bit of sweet talk, but my girlfriend convinced me to go to the concert with her.

"You know I'm not a big fan of all the K-pop nonsense, but sure, babe, let's go!"

At the venue, it was easy to see who were the dragged boyfriends, husbands, and brothers. I chuckled at the shared male experience surrounding these types of concerts. All of a sudden, the speakers boomed with sounds of seemingly random instrumental noises ranging from guitar riffs to piano notes. A pink sonic boom blasted outwards from the speakers and washed over the crowd. 

In unison, hundreds of males moaned as their bodies transformed into female Asian versions of themselves. To all the male attendees, nothing strange happened as dicks shriveled into pussies, asses grew to range from thick or petite proportions, and chests expanded into plump or perky breasts. On the other hand, female attendees remained unaffected psychically but acted as if nothing strange occurred. 

"Huh, that was strange, wasn't it, babe."

"Ohhh~ I'm so fucken horny bestie! I would gladly let one of these boys eat my pussy." 

The show continued like normal. My girlfriend, now turned best friend danced and sang along with the music. Every former male, however, watched in lustful awe at the band members. 

"Damn, this concert isn't so bad. That K-pop idol sure got one hell of an ass." I thought to myself. 

"Let me suck your cocks. Fill my pussy with your cum!" I screamed, flashing my perky tits and licking my lips sexually. I was watching a false reality which led me to make some pretty questionable decisions that night. 

Hopefully, my girlfriend doesn't learn about the steamy orgy we boys had backstage with these K-pop girls. Unbeknownst to me or the other former men, we were the ones being fucked to a breathtaking orgasm and forced to drink all of their hot semen.

The Next Day:

My girlfriend and I don't remember much from our last night experience other than some memories of feeling good pleasure. I became a fan of K-pop and started to include new music from that genre in my playlists. Funny enough, hitting shuffle ended up with me accidentally listening to an album by the band we went to see last night. 

Getting cream pied or impregnated made the changes permanent, so thankfully, this album had a safety feature that made listeners think they were fully naked. On top of that, as a plus, female listeners became extremely horny and hunky males.

Our relationship and sex life took on a new and exciting turn as hours were spent with us believing we were having the most steamy and powerful orgasms we had in ages.

I'll be sure to share some of this music with families and friends ;). Maybe an album without safety features will release soon. Being stuck in my high libido alter teenage persona wouldn't be so bad.

Stranger at the DMV

Now serving F069

Immaturely I let out a chuckle. Looking down at my application, the number F071 stared back at me. 

"Just a few more to go, and I'm out of here," I sigh with partial relief.

"Uggghhh," the man sitting next to me groaned indiscreetly, causing a few heads to turn, "first the airport, and now this!"

"I hear you, man. By the way, where are you from?" I politely ask, attempting to offer this guy some casual chit-chat.

"Oh, you wouldn't understand," the man replied almost cryptically, "nice ID, by the way. May I take a look?"

Without waiting for a response, the man unclipped my ID from my application and looked at it momentarily. I looked at the stranger, puzzled by his strange actions. Upon returning the ID, he took a tattered leather notebook from his bag with brownish pages. A gust of wind would probably blow the cover right off. After a few scribbles and an electric beam shooting out from the book later, I was on my knees, sucking the man off.

His cock was beautiful. His body is so sexy. His scent was intoxicating. He was perfect, and my newfound desire was to please him by using every ounce of my body and staying laser-focused on milking his balls.

Every concern and responsibility I had planned for my appointment was meaningless. Unimportant. Just like me. I was the stranger's pocket pussy. As mindless and brainless as the hundreds of tapping phone games, you pull out in waiting rooms for entertainment. Only I was better. A living, breathing bombshell bent to the wishes of my master. Now a blowjob. Maybe doggy or cowgirl in ten. Finish off with some cuddles. The possibilities were endless.

Bystanders sat around us sleeping, on their phones, or filling out applications. An elderly couple shuffled to their window. Children ran around shouting. But none seemed to notice the dirty sex act happening mere inches away from them. 

The man finally pulled his dick out of my mouth with a pop. My mouth remained open in an o shape where his cock used to be just moments ago. The salty taste of pre cum was all that remained. 

"Wait here. This dad will make a great slut. I have an eye for guys who will become good cock hungry bimbos for me."

Obediently my body froze up as the stranger walked away. My mind was cloudy and fuzzy, but I could tell this young dad was accompanying his son for the behind-the-wheel driving test.

The two of them were busy at a window when the stranger approached. My eyes were frozen, so I could only see a few movements out of the corner of my eye. Part of whatever this sick man did to me left me quite dumbed down. All I could comprehend hearing was some laughs before the man sat back down and pulled out the same mysterious book that put me in this situation. 

Suddenly, crawling into my vision on the floor was a busty redhead with a dump truck of an ass stretching every piece of fabric in her tight leggings. The stranger wasted no time, and it was clear he was ready to bust a load down this babe's throat. Grabbing the back of her head, the man eagerly had the girl suck him off hard and dry.

The former man locked eyes with mines, and I could make out a glimpse of his trapped mind behind all the moans and bouncing. Our moment of shared humility broke when her eyes crossed from the firehose of semen gushing into her mouth and deep down her stomach. A muffled moan filled my ears as her body collapsed from a seemingly mind-numbing orgasm for submissively giving the man a blowjob.

In a surprising act of resistance and strong will, she pulled her mouth free, but her mind was visibly in contradiction with how she felt, brought on by the power the stranger exhibited on both of us.

"Clean it up bitch. No, lick it clean, you dirty slut. There you go. Who is a good girl for Daddy? You're no longer daddy. I'm your daddy now, and your my good little cum dumpster. How about you girls show me what your pussies can do. Come on now, let's find a comfy place for all three of us. Maybe that boy of yours can join us later," the stranger laughed as he led us to a room with large tables.

Holding hands, the redhead and I walked into whatever the man had in store for us. We were at the complete mercy of this man. It was scary but, at the moment, in our young horny teen bodies, also exciting.

Now serving F071

Epilogue:

Two hours passed, and the stranger did what he came here to do.

"Don't come looking for me. You will never find me. No one will believe you two. You will only have each other to bond over this experience. Or not. You can each lead your own separate lives, never talking about what happened today. I know you guys have lives to live, so I'll happily turn you guys back to normal."

"Don't you want another piece of this hot ass baby," I cooed sexily, twirling hair with my cum pasted fingers. 

"Please, master! Another taste of your hot sperm. I promise I'll be a good girl this time," the redhead chimed in with puppy eyes and a cute little pout. Fresh cum leaked from her stretched vagina and ran down her long sexy legs.

With a wink, the man walked out of the DMV and out of our lives for good. A minute or two passed, and we both got our bodies back. I missed my appointment, and the dad had a lot of explaining to do with his son. Whether our threesome with the stranger made the wait at the DMV less dreadful was up for debate. Even I didn't know the answer to that. But I have to admit there is something freeing, heavenly, and hot about being a fucktoy for someone with godlike powers.