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!"

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.

Kneel Before Your Gods

Have you heard the news? Gods are real! The greeks had it right all along! Tales of mythical beasts, heroes, legends, and mischievous gods all at once left the pages of history books and jumped into your daily reality. In recent events, people worldwide realized that those named in popular stories like Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Apollo, Athena, and Hermes were just a fraction of the number of gods roaming our universe. Every one of them with control of the elements and the ability to alter reality here on planet Earth.

Hopping off OpenTGCaptions, you search for a quick Youtube video explaining the shocking revelation.

"Gods are real! And they are recruiting men and women to join their harems on Mount Olympus! Here are some words from a former man who has returned from his 2000-year enslavement by one of these greek gods."

The camera switched to a drop-dead gorgeous petite blonde who probably hasn't grasped the societal norm of not having her tits out. 

"Hey everyone, you might wonder what the Gods plan to do with all these recruits. Sex. Yeah, just sex."

"Some are into kinks like bondage and punishment-type sex."

"Others only like one thing and one thing only. So if you end up with a God like that, you might not get your fair share of pleasure. I guess you can always beg for mind-altering but who knows if they will hear you out."

"Well, no matter the situation, you will always be submissive to your master. You are incapable of disobeying even a single command. Their wish is your command, so that means no free will. You live to serve. You are nothing more than a sex toy in their almighty presence."

You squirm in your seat, still unable to believe the things this beauty is saying. It's like someone telling you that all your fantasies and desires are real and entirely possible because they are. You feel a boner rise in your pants just thinking about it.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that recruits willingly agree to serve their God, embarrassing as it is to say. Even right now, I still wish I could've stayed-"

Suddenly, your room begins to shake violently, and your computer screen turns pitch black. Turning around, you see a gold orb with wisps of electricity cracking in the air growing from the center of your room. It's one of them! You know it! 

Will you, the reader, take this God up on their offer? Once you do, there's no going back.

Christmas Miracle

Every year during the holidays, my mom spends many hours adorning our household with an absurd amount of Christmas decorations. After the divorce, my mom has painstakingly tried to get my brother and me into the Christmas spirit. I guess she thinks it would help us cope with the fact that our dad isn't around anymore. But to tell you the truth, it just annoys the hell out of me. Finding out that she cheated on my dad with our neighbor was like a punch to the gut. I wish I could say I didn't, but I honestly hate her for it. That's why I usually sleep in on Christmas morning; I can't stand the memories and thoughts associated with this holiday. But this morning wasn't going to be like any other morning. 

Suddenly a thundering crash, almost like an explosion, shook my room. The shattering of ornaments and glass lifted me from my cozy bed. In a panic, I rushed out of my room and down the stairs to check on my mom. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, I froze in shock at the sight before me. A sparkling red sled attached to an actual reindeer protruded from the broken wall of our living room. Before I could say anything, a tall and muscular man began to emerge from the settling dust, dressed in a fluffy red coat.

"Sorry about your living room Angela! I'm sure my elves will be more than happy to fix it for you once we're done," the strange man explained in a husky voice. "Now, shall we get on with it?" 

"Get on with what exactly?" I asked, stepping forward and making my presence clear. 

"Huh, what a surprise! You must be Victor. Your mother has told me all about you." He laughed, "I'm sure your mother has told you a thing or two about me, and if not, I'm sure you can guess who I am based on the time of year." 

 "Ummm? You're not saying...your-"

 "Victor!!! Go back to your room right now!!!" my mom exclaimed in a panicked tone. 

 "Are you serious! NO!! First, you cheat on dad, and now you bring another man into our house who's some weirdo claiming he's Santa Claus!! Don't tell me you've been sneaking him in here all this time!! Wow, I can't believe you, mom!! Yeah, you don't gotta tell me twice. I'll leave but don't expect me to stay with you any longer. I'm packing my things!" 

 "Now hold on, son. That's no way to speak to your mother. I think this year you should tag along for our bonding session." 

 "Nick, wait!! You said you'll leave my children out of this!! As long as I served their punishments, you wouldn't touch them!! Nick, please!!"

 "Punishments? What the fuck are you saying, mom!?" 

 "You see, Victor. You have been on the naughty list all these years, which means you have to serve your punishment. It's only fair. I know you understand. Traveling the world in a single night to deliver presents can be extremely tiring for anyone, especially me. That is why I like to blow off steam and simultaneously finish my final task of delivering punishments. You know the saying killing two birds with one stone." 

 "Victor, run!! Get out of he-" 

 "Let's get you two ready for the special occasion."

 Laughing and reaching into the droopy sleeves of his coat, the strange man grabbed a fistful of white powder that resembled snow but not quite. This powder seemed to have a magical glow that allowed them to drift towards my mom and me in an almost seeking manner. The cloud of this powder completely obscured my view but not before I caught a small glimpse of it making its way upstairs where my brother Ethan was sleeping. 

 Suddenly a burning sensation completely engulfed me. My body began to stretch and shift as the room around me grew. Long silky brown hair cascaded down my back as my face grew soft and feminine. My flat chest blossomed into a pair of bouncy tits held softly by a silky red bra matching the Christmas theme. At the same time, my ass tripled in size as my clothes morphed into sexy red lingerie that accentuated all of my new curves. Next, my eyes rolled back as an electrical pleasure overtook the region between my legs. My cock shriveled away as a wet gaping pussy took its place, yearning to be filled. Finally, the moment the Santa hat materialized on top of my head, my mind entered a fight between my old and new thoughts. 

 "You three look beautiful, girls. Turn into horny sluts for me craving my cock! Oh, and as you play with your tits, tell me how much you want me to fuck you. I want to make sure my new babes are all properly mentally conditioned to my liking." 

 The moment the words left his lips my soft hands began playing with my busty breasts. I tried to fight the urge to suck his cock, but the hat must have some ability to alter my mind because it started getting harder and harder to stay in control of my thoughts. I looked to my right to try and distract myself. I made eye contact with my mom, who was already lost in the spell. Years of pleasing this man must have weakened her mind to the point where she can switch into her second persona in an instant. Next to her, I saw my brother Ethan already overtaken by the spell. Seeing him drooling and saying how much he wants a cock in his pussy made me lose my initial train of thought as the mind-altering hat finally consumed my consciousness. I turned to face my master with a giggle and a beaming smile.

"Oh, master, please! Let me have a taste of your cock. Destroy my pussy and make me yours, please!"

 Grabbing my hand, the hot hunk led me to the living room couch, where I made sure to show off my fat ass. Maybe if I can make master horny, he will fuck me sooner. All of a sudden, my normal mind raced back as the man took my hat off. 

 

 "Did you like that slut? How did unwavering love for me feel? Pretty good, huh. I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted me to put the hat back on. 

 My face grew red in embarrassment but not because of all the things I said in my slave-like state, but because of the fact that he was right. It did feel good to love him and yearn for him. I have never felt such purpose and pleasure in my life before. Not once. 

 "Tell you what. If you're a good girl, I will fuck you without the hat. What do you say?" 

 I timidly rested my hot body across the sofa with my voluptuous ass hanging in the air, beckoning for his cock. I fell captive to the high libido and horniness of my bouncy body. I wanted this. I needed this. I want to enjoy every second of it, but with my own mind, not the hazy and cloudy mind of a slutty bimbo. 

 

 

"fuck me..." I whispered shyly. Testing these new words with my sultry voice was turning me on so much that I decided to just let go completely. "Fuck me, baby. Punish me for being a naughty girl, daddy."

 

The next hour was a roller coaster of sex and pleasure. I loved this body so much. But more importantly, I loved how the man owned my pussy. His hand pressing down on my head made me feel so vulnerable and submissive. I orgasmed probably a dozen times before he finally shot his warm sticky cum all over my face and tits. Then we just lay there basking in the sweat and heat of unmatched lovemaking. Kissing his lips and hugging him, I was sure he was going to take me back with him to the North Pole, where he apparently lives. I wouldn't mind. I would serve him and make love to him every night if it meant more of his cock. It didn't hurt to ask. I was willing to get on my knees and beg if that's what it took.

 

 

"My love, please take me wi-," my voice was suddenly cut off by his subsequent command.

 "Go with your mother and brother and swing those tits. The elves will be here shortly for their round of fun too."

 

 

Feeling somewhat betrayed, I scooted between my mom and Ethan with a smile that also betrayed my true feelings. I thought I was his and only his. I wanted to yell out to him. *Please take me with you!! How about another round with this tight pussy!! Anything, please don't leave me!!* But to no avail, the man left. Stuck in this loop, I thought, maybe wearing the hat wouldn't have been such a bad thing after all.

Thanks for reading!!! I know it's not Christmas yet but I was feeling the holiday spirit 😳. I decided to make a blog because I was thinking of making an interactive cyoa type of story. I always found those fun but I know they're kind of hard to write so I'll try to work on that. I also hope some images from my past captions work on the blog. It's really bare bones right now, but I'll try to improve it.😓 Well thanks for reading I hope you all enjoyed and Happy Thanksgiving!!