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Some days He grows tired of listening to me talk about how much I love His cock.
He orders me on my knees and He fills my mouth with His spunk. He always orders me not to swallow until He says so.
I’m filled with loads upon loads upon loads of cum, emptied into until it overflows my mouth.. Until it’s dripping down my chin. And then he lets me swallow the entire glob all one go.
Im still at least 6 or 7 hours away from dribbling. He is calling His friends over to help fill His cumdoll.
Project log: Subject has reported no negative side effects, however our body scans indicate that arousal spikes are frequent. Despite instructions to continue life as usual, Subject neglected to leave their home all day, likely due to the body perimeters of their uncalibrated GirlDoll unit. The breast and nipple areas in particular seem to cause subject to lose focus. Current climax count: 0. Adjusting sensitivity and arousal parameters…..
There was no way Andy was going to admit what he had been doing all day…… He was a manly man, a straight guy, not some simpering little whore. So when he filled out the daily questionnaire, he selected NORMAL for almost every category. There was no need for them to know he’d spent almost the entire day roughly squeezing his tits and pinching his nipples, it would just be his little secret…. The way they felt after hours of teasing was amazing, like twin megaboners…. He was going to miss that feeling. He finally fell asleep with his hands still clinging to his pert GirlDoll boobies….
When he awoke, however, his chest felt different. Well to be more accurate, it felt the same! They were just as sensitive as they had been after all those hours of groping and teasing! Unbeknownst to him, the daily re-calibration process had read his body readout levels and matched them up to his questionnaire, causing his peak levels to become his base sensitivity. Andy gasped as he tried to remove his hands from his breasts, they felt so good they made his head spin! His little pussy, that he had mostly left alone the day before, was twitching and throbbing mercilessly…. making its needs known to him.
He gasped… thinking there were only 6 more days. He would survive…. He’d have to….. He couldn’t admit he had lied on the form…. They’d charge him for wasting their time and there was no way he’d be able to afford the steep fees…..
He whimpered as he finally removed a hand from his breast, and moaned helplessly as it started to snake down toward his little blue panties, towards his needy wet hole and the tiny, throbbing bud that he knew must be his GirlDoll NanoClit….. He grasped onto all his strength and ceased the hand’s progress southward….. He didn’t want to know what a GirlDoll’s Vagina felt like from this side…. He was a man….
A man who stood in front of his mirror, moaning and purring as he pinched and pulled on his nipples, gasping and trying his best to ignore the smell that was wafting up from his nether regions……
Day two wasn’t going to be much more productive than day one…..
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Part 2 of Girldoll Beta Test, a collab series with @spindizzy17.
The first part of a cooperative story between me and @agesavage
Phase one
Congratulations on being selected as a Beta tester for our exciting new product the series 3000 full functioned adaptive telepresence unit, GirlDoll™ model.
The purpose of this trial is to test the effects of long term use of a GirlDoll™ artificial body in conjunction with the Layzee-Dreams medical stasis pod™.
Please be sure to follow all instructions in this booklet carefully and be sure to complete the provided diary every day so that we can customise your GirlDoll™ experience to your specific needs.
Chapter 1
Installation and use of your Layzee-Dreams medical stasis pod™
Begin by running a system diagnostic while in standby mode. To access standby mode first enter your user id code as shown on page ten of this manual….
“Blah blah blah”Andy groans skimming through the thick instruction manual “this shit is worse than flat pack furniture. Avoidance of feedback reinforcement during calibration. System power mapping back ups. Quantum exchange manifold connections. Holy crap do they really expect me to read all this? I just want to get to the good part.”
Andy had been waiting for weeks for today, ever since being accepted as a beta tester for the next generation artificial body and now it was finally here he had to do homework! He struggled to digest the densely written text but it was just giving him a headache.
“And another thing” he grumbled tossing the manual aside “I’m a guy, they can’t seriously expect me to use a GirlDoll, that would be just weird.”
He considers just backing out of the whole deal but reading the small print on the contract he has already singed makes him wince. Not only would he not get paid for being in the trail he would also be on the hook for all shipping and handling costs. After doing the maths he swallows hard and decides that a week is not such a long time, he will just have to man up and be a girl for a while.
He takes another stab at the manual still not understanding half of it but satisfied he has got a grip on the basics. He breaks open the first box revealing a shining chrome pod slightly taller than him. He hooks up the power and the plumbing and performs the recommended checks as best he can strips naked and taps the green button marked OPEN.
“Here goes nothing then” he sighs climbing into the pod.
The pod hisses shut and for a long moment he lays in the dark with the sound of his own breathing and the smell of plastic. Just when he is starting to think this thing must be broken an electric jolt runs through him and everything goes white and then black again. He jerks and thrashes in the dark groping for the release switch on the inside of the pod but instead of smooth plastic his fingers scrabble again cardboard and Styrofoam beads. He bursts out into the light, showering the room in packing material. He shakes his head trying to get his bearings while his brain struggles to catch up. He is is sitting up in the wreckage of the other box while he stares at the gleaming surface of the stasis pod that houses his body. After a minute everything snaps into place….
“Holy crap!” he squeaks in a much higher voice than he is used to “It worked, I’m a chick!”
He clambers out of the box his misgivings about using a female body forgotten in the rush of excitement. Once he is standing the first thing he notices is that his apartment looks huge now, obviously his new body is a lot smaller than he is used to, by comparing himself to a doorway he estimates he is around 5’4”. The second thing he notices are his tits, small and perky they sit high on his chest wrapped in a lacy blue bra, as a lifelong fan of tits he has to admit they are a pretty nice pair even if they aren’t as large as he would like. He gives them and experimental prod feeling the supple flesh give under his finger
“Weird” he grumbles “but kind of nice. I wonder what the rest looks like?”
He hurries to his bedroom to check himself out in the mirror. Even just the simple act of walking feels subtly off in this body, his hips won’t move right and even though his current form is slim and well toned he is acutely aware of things jiggling every time he moves. He grits his teeth until he reaches his goal then any thoughts of strangeness or discomfort are driven out by the vision in the mirror.
She… He… no she, he can’t possibly think of her as anything but female. She is gorgeous, long blonde hair frames her beautiful face, her blue eyes wide with shock and excitement. He twists and turns admiring her firm ass and long legs and particularly the smooth flat space between her legs.
He is practically panting with excitement by the time he has finished his inspection, the idea of spending a week in this body no longer seems like a hardship and he is already thinking of fun ways to “test” it. After all he wants to do his bit for science….
Dave should have known better than to call his girlfriends ex Kyle a spineless bitch….. If he’d wondered if she was truely over him, he got has answer when Kyle came over. Kyle didn’t like what he’d been hearing, so he taught Dave a leason when turned him into another type of spineless bitch…..
When Chris received his overdue bill from Magic Hands Massage Parlor, he thought nothing of it. He often couldn’t resist when the girls there up-sold…. extra services. They sounds they made, they really seemed to enjoy touching his body. He could swear that some of them even pretended to have orgasms during the happy ending, that’s how enthusiastic they were!
So the bill got thrown into a pile and forgotten. And the next bill, well, he was waiting on payday! They could wait.
But when the third bill arrived, he scoffed as he tore it open, to be met with a cloud of pink glitter and a blinding flash… he collapsed to his kitchen floor….. his hands were throbbing, his body felt like it was melting…. becoming softer…
That was 4 months ago.
Now
Krissie
works at Magic Hands herself…. trying desperately to pay off her tab. The accommodation costs and costume surcharges make it impossible to make any headway. But it’s impossible to make money anywhere else now…
See, Magic Hands has a secret behind its name. The girls who work there all have….. well. You can probably see where this is going.
Krissie
awoke, spluttering glitter everywhere, to find her hands neurally remapped. Her left was matched to her tight pink asshole.. everything her left hand did she could feel up her butt. It was very distracting.
But as a Righty, Krissie was more worried about her other hand. That was wired into somewhere more…. novel. It was a shock to wake up to find herself with a cute little pussy between her legs, but when she realized it felt everything her hand did, she didn’t know what to do with herself! She couldn’t use a computer anymore, or even a pencil, so she couldn’t work without moaning and making a whore of herself….. Manual labor was out of the question for her new slim frame… Her only option arrived in a the form of a repayment plan offer from Magic Hands Massage Parlor.
So now
Krissie
rubs down and jerks guys off for money, trying not to let her knees buckle as she works. Every guy is another few dollars off her debt, she knows that, but she’s lost count of how much is left…. Feeling the same cock penetrating her two ways at once makes her a little dizzy, and more than a little wet…. but she usually remembers to up-sell.
And when she doesn’t, there’s always more clients who love her magic hands.
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My cap-swap with @ditzydiary, I believe the challenge was well met 💜
Wanna do a cap swap with me? Challenge me, if you think you have what it takes :P
I don’t know who I am anymore. When I look in the mirror, the reflection that stares back at me is unrecognizable. The girl looks completely foreign to me and I know it’s because of these nipple bells…
It all started when I went into my local sex shop. I was trying to find something that would spice up my love life with my then-boyfriend Tim. As I looked through the isles, I came across these lonely pair of nipple bells. For some reason, something about them made me weak, curious, and excited all at once. Before I even knew what was happening, the cashier was ringing me up and sending me on my way.
When I finally got home, the first thought that I had was to try them on. I already had my nipples pierced and was excited to see what these new attachments would feel like hanging off my soft tits. But that’s when everything started getting weird.
Now Diary, I don’t know if magic exists in the world, but something happened when I put on those bells. It was like I merged with some kind of cosmic force. I know it sounds silly, but it’s true. The faint sound that emanated whenever I moved was chilling. Each tiny ringing noise made me drip with need. By the time Tim found me, I was already lying on the bathroom floor, softly playing with my clit and swaying my tits from side to side…
I’ll never forget Tim’s face when he tried asking me what was going on. All I could hear were the bells swinging back and forth. They felt so nice and the sound was just so hypnotic. When I finally became cognizant enough to answer Tim, all I could do was point to the bells. At that moment, Tim’s expression changed from concerned to excited. He became just as engrossed in them as I did. Whenever I shook my tits, his cock would begin to twitch. The more I rang the bells, the more mindless he seemed to become. By time I finished fucking him, he was drooling like an idiot and begging me to go another round. I couldn’t put myself through that again so I got up and left.
It’s been 2 months now and I’m still obsessed with these bells. They no longer drive me insane like they did when I first put them on, but they still seem to make guys horny and stupid. I’ve tried so hard to fight the urge to corrupt men, but the bells always lure them in. Once they hear that ringing, they’re gone.
I know I should feel bad about this, but so much fucking over the last couple months has warped my mind. The girl I once was no longer exists. I’m a siren now that’s luring men into a trap that they’ll never be able to escape.
I love these bells. I love the power they have bestowed upon me. I love my new life.
Take care diary,
- Lexi XOXOXO
Made this story as part of an image swap challenge with @agesavage. I think it turned out pretty well.
Its hard to explain that this is what you want…. That being held down, hands full of your own jiggly tits, as a meaty cock enters your feminine body is all you fantasize about. Luckily, Master knew…. He made your dreams come true.
Im such a silly bimbo…. Sometimes when master is too busy for me, I get sad that I’m just a fuckdoll now… My only purpose is to serve a man who I used to despise… Thats why he gave me my happy buttons! Just a pinch and a twist and my pussy fills with juice and my head fills with cummy cocks….. All better now!
Cady isn’t good for much anymore, ever since she used my honesty inbox she’s been a little…… vacant. I see her looking me when I speak, but it seems like all her attention stays down with her crotch 24/7. She drips and masturbates all day, giggling and moaning like a dumb bimbo. So when I try to make her clean up after herself, of course she gets distracted.
Thats just how silly bimbos are.
Your master likes to test you. He says when he believes you love, and he means truely adore, cocks up your asshole, when you can cum from being filled back there at the drop of a hat….. He’ll finally, finally let you touch your new pussy.