Ask her to fuck you.

You look at her, think over where you are and what all has happened. A few seconds of silence pass, your heartbeat pounding in your head. Finally you can hardly believe yourself as you lie back on the bed, lifting and spreading your legs, your once again hard cock standing at attention, and say, “Oh god just fuck my ass again that was incredible.”

“As you wish.” She says softly descending on you. She takes your ankles in her hands and pushes her cock inside of your ass once again. The pressure builds once again, and the lightning rips through you causing you to gasp and bite your lip. The salty taste of blood is on your tongue as her body drops down onto yours, she takes your mouth in hers and slips in her long tongue, your legs pressed hard against your torso showing off your new found flexibility as your body seems to melt under her. Sucking on her tongue you give yourself to her fully trying your best to arch back into her as she thrusts and fuck your tight body. Letting up a bit she pulls back slides your leg over to get more beside you and rises up to get more leverage so she can fuck with longer strokes. Pulling back your body almost rebels against the emptiness that is created as she withdraws.

“Don't pull out.” You whisper quietly.

She smiles and says, “Silly bitch.” She draws back till only the head is inside of you, then drives down till her body smacks against yours. Again she does the same, and again till she gets her rhythm up and pounds away at you with slow long strokes, increasing in pace till she is pounding you like a jackhammer. All you can do is whimper at first but as the intensity increases the whimpering turns to a howl, your lungs screaming as you gasp for air, so much effort being done to keep howling. This keeps up till she is bigger and bigger, or rather you are smaller and smaller till you are sure you have shrunk to a tiny petite size just over 5' tall, maybe three inches more at most, as she is not quite a foot taller than you. However your body is still basically that of a man, albeit a small one, as your breasts are hardly formed, with cute perky nipples, your hair is still as it was, and your figure while a little bit more feminine it is hardly what you would call that of a woman.

Finally she pulls back and says “Your turn.”