Break 9

Princess was actually a little impressed with how fast Miles could move in those heels. She'd imagined he'd be totally helpless, but instead his long legs had propelled him to his car and beyond her reach.

Of course she had to chase after him. She needed his cock.

She got into her own car and started driving to his place. The speed limit was 60, but going a little over was fine...right?

Her pussy tingled as she imaged being punished for speeding. She grinned, but then shook herself. This was serious. She couldn't drive dangerous just for the thrill of it.

She backed off the gas peddle and settled back below the limit, but it was too late. Flashing lights behind her caused her to pull over. An officer got out of their vehicle and walked over to Princess, "License and registration." He said.

She handed them to him.

"Princess Cumslut..." The officer said, shaking his head, "Do you know how fast you were going?"

"Just a little over officer." Princess said, "Do you need to punish me?"

"Damn right I do. A little? You were doing 87 in a 60. You're dangerous. Get out of the car."

"Yes sir! You're so right, I'm dangerous! Please punish me." Princess found herself dripping wet in anticipation. She got out of the car and the officer made her put her hands on the hood and stick her ass out.

"I'm going to hit you 50 times. It's for your own good." He said.

"Yes, you're right. It IS for my own good." Princess said breathlessly.

Before her last BOB transformation she mgiht have dreaded this. 50 spanks on the side of the road? It was going to hurt, and be a spectacle for anyone driving by.

Of course now she was just thinking about how much it would hurt, how much delicious, sweet, pleasure it would bring.

ONE! TWO! THREE!

She moaned after each slap. "Yes...yes...yes..."

"You look like a slut," The officer said, "Like a bimbo."

"Oh yes I do! Thank you!" Princess said.

The officer kept going, Princess knew she'd have a hard time sitting down but she didn't care. She was so close...

"50!" The officer spanked her one final time and the most amazing thing happened. She came. Just from being spanked. She screamed loudly as it rocked her body, then she spun around and smiled at the officer.

He stared at her tits, "Uh..." Her shirt now had two gold circles around her breasts. The gold was much heavier than the cotton beside it and was hanging down, threatening to expose her.

"Tell me..." Princess teased, "Is it a crime to solicit a police officer?

"Uh, well..." He gulped, "If you are trying to get out of a ticket then yes, or as a bribe then yes it is but...uh...in general...well..."

"Oh I don't need to get out of anything except this belt," She pushed down her shorts to expose the chastity belt, "Maybe you could help me? $5 to fuck my pussy."

"I'm on duty." He said somewhat stiffly.

"$1." Princess countered, "$1 to fill me up!"

"I...I think this might be illegal after all..." He said.

"Then spank me again officer, please, but first...won't you cum in my pussy?"

He hesitated a little longer, but his integrity was too stong, "I'm sorry. Please be on your way, and no more speeding."

Princess pouted, "Yes Sir, great idea sir." She pulled her shorts back on and got in her car. It was rough sitting down, but the pain only served to rile her up even more.

As the officer drove away Princess realized something. He hadn't given her a ticket. Maybe Rulebreaker was a blessing in disguise. It didn't add spanking as a punishment, it replaced the punishment with spanking. She could get away with almost anything now, as long as she was willing to put her ass on the line.

She turned the car back on and set off, at a reasonable speed, now she REALLY needed Miles to fuck her.

---

Kandi woke first. Thanks to her blessing she felt fully rested, even though she should have been too hungover to even move. She looked around and realized that all four of them were in bed together. The others were all sleeping peacefully so she slowly extracted herself, found her clothes, and slipped out.

Given how much they had to drink last night the others would be out for a while, so she decided to go out on her own. She was hungry so she made for a nearby cafe and walked up to the counter. She opened her mouth and...nothing.

Fuck.

She'd forgotten but last night they'd all been teasing her and someone had told her to shut up. They'd also taken away her ability to cum, but that was a secondary concern right now.

"Can I get you anything?" The barista asked.

Kandi opened and closed her mouth again. No use. Instead she pointed to something in the display cafe and then pointed to the coffee machine, eventually getting them to ring up the order.

Then alternative payment methods **** her to mime giving a blowjob, offering that instead of cash. When the barista just gave her a confused look she was able to take out her wallet and pay.

The food tasted, well, horrible. It was probably pretty good, but it wasn't what her body needed. It was too bad he'd turned down the blowjob, she could really go for some cum. She needed it to satisfy man-eater, but she was curious how it would taste now that it was supposed to be the greatest taste ever.

She ate her food quickly then went back to her apartment, stripping down as she entered.

She killed some time reading a book and messaged her friends asking for permission to speak.

Nobody replied by the time she had to go to work so she headed out still mute. She made it to work without any issue and took her place in the gloryhole.

Then it was time to serve her first customer. She opened her mouth and moved forward and...

OH MY GOD!

Because her sensitive lips didn't apply when she touched them, she'd basically forgotten about them. As his cock slipped passed them it felt like so good she had to close her eyes and squeeze her thighs together. She must have frozen because there was an angry knock on the wall and she realized she was just sitting there doing nothing, cock in mouth. She had developed considerable blowjob skills, but it was hard to put that into action when every brush of her lips sent waves of pleasure to her pussy.

Still this man was not some kind of sex god, eventually he came and filled her mouth with his cum. His amazing, delicious cum.

It was quite literally the best thing she'd ever tasted. She'd never really hated this job, the cocksucker job, not the old one, but this changed everything. This was where she belonged, forever. She didn't need 'head girl' at all, she would never refuse a blowjob if it felt and tasted that good.

Her only real issue was her own inability to orgasm. The constant rubbing of her lips and the delicious cum had her so horny she was ****, but without permission there was nothing she could do.

On her break she went to see her manager with a note asking for permission to speak. When she got it she got down on her knees and begged for permission to cum.

Her manager looked shocked, "Kandi...this might be a rather sexually liberated workplace, but that's inappropriate."

"I'm not going to cum now, I just need permission to do it. In the future."

Her manager's eyes narrowed, "While you're working?"

"Well..."

"Permission denied."

"But-"

"Be quiet and go back to work!"

Kandi's words faded from her lips. She pouted, but it was no use. She went back to finish her shift, quietly frustrated.

---

Miles felt drained as he trudged into work. Literally, because Princess had emptied his balls all night, but figurately because he didn't know where he fit it anymore. He felt stuck. It wasn't just this body, it was his role at work. He'd worked hard to get where he was and he didn't want to become some glorified assistant. He was a geologist damn it.

His heels clicked as she walked towards his old desk. He found it surprisingly easy to walk in them, but he hated how clearly feminine they were. He was protesting that a little by wearing sweats and a t-shirt, but it was also just the only clothes he had that somewhat fit.

He was determined to take his old job back, he sat down at his desk and logged in, as Miles. He decided to just go for it, he sent an email to his boss saying that he had transitioned and now presented as a woman but he really was Miles Atwood. It was easier now that he remembered his own name.

It didn't take her long to storm into his office, "You are not Miles."

Miles stood up, "Boss, so transphobic."

"What? I'm not, you're clearly a different person. You're a woman."

"Yes, transwomen are women." Miles said cheekily.

"No, I mean you're a totally different person. Where's your ID?" She asked.

Miles showed his driver's license, "Need new photo." His license hadn't updated with his transformation.

SHe looked flustered, "But...but..."

He shrugged. It was hard to believe, but he had no other way of proving it. He couldn't be fired, so there was nothing she could do.

"Going to work now." He said, moving to sit back down.

"Show me your cock!" She shouted suddenly.

Miles stopped and raised his eyebrow.

"I recognize his cock. Show it to me."

Miles rolled his eyes, but pulled down his sweatpants, letting his dick flop out.

She stood agape, "Wha-wha..."

"Believe me?" He asked. He went to tuck it away but she stopped him.

"Wait...uh..." She blushed, "I'm sorry. H-how about a quickie?"

Miles smiled, well he WAS pretty horny, "Ok. Bend over."

She did and he ripped her panties out from her skirt, intentionally tearing them as he did so, "Ooops." He tossed her panties in the trash.

"Just fuck me." She ordered.

"Yes Boss." He grabbed his cock and lined himself up. Well he had his old role back and got to fuck his boss, maybe it wasn't such a bad day after all.

---

Sapphire woke up to a burst of pleasure. She opened her eyes and looked down, Daria was between her legs licking away.

Sapphire moaned and turned her head and saw Cami sleeping beside her, the bedsheets soaked with milk.

Sapphire's head was pounding, it made it hard to enjoy the sex. Still her body was immune to Daria's ministrations and eventually she did cum.

Normally Sapphire would want to return the favour, especially given her own rug munching on the mind, but her head hurt too much for that. Instead she ordered Daria to make them breakfast, only realizing after Daria was gone how natural it felt to give her orders. She started to get up to go help, but then Cami woke up.

Cami suddenly pushed Sapphire down and straddled her, then leaned in for a deep passionate kiss, "Bonjour! Do you want a drink of milk? I'm a little full."

Cami asked, but given that she was sitting on top of Sapphire with her udders dangling in her face it wasn't a soft ask. Sapphire nodded and started suckling.

When she was totally full Cami finally got off her. They joined Daria for breakfast and it wasn't until they were done that Sapphire realized all of them were naked, and apparently ok with that.

Sapphire asked them what to wear, expecting to put her clothes on from last night, but Cami surprised her with a cheerleader uniform she had hidden away. It was a tight fit at the chest, but it was rather comfortable. At least for Sapphire.

She thanked them for breakfast and set off for school, stopping at a convenience store to load up on lollipops and gum. She made it to class on time and started to paint.

As time wore on she noticed herself feeling more and more uncomfortable. The feeling reached it peak right as her professor walked by. She suddenly turned to him, pulled down her shirt and said, "Please touch my tits!"

It hadn't been a conscious decision, in fact she couldn't have spoken first to a man if she'd tried. It was like her body had been temporarily overridden. Her professor looked at her, then suddenly nodded and reached out to grope her. She gasped, that was the first time a man had touched her boobs. As a formerly straight male, now a gay female, she'd never expected to react in such a way to a man's touch. It felt...good. Really good.

When he pulled his hand away and she was able to cover up again she felt disappointed. She shook herself, it wasn't that she wanted a man to touch her. She was just horny. This game was making her horny all the time. That's all.

She settled in to focus on her art, which is how she ended up having to be poked by a man asking her to leave for the next class to come in, "Come on, you're class ended 30 minutes ago."

She lokoed around, she was the only one painting. She blushed, "I'm so very sorry Sir. Let me get out of your way immediately."

She stood up, then her other compulsion triggered. She suddenly reached under her skirt, pulled down her panties, and stood back up again. He started at her. Her cheeks burned as she stood there holding her panties.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"So sorry, please don't mind me. Um...here." She held out her panties and he took them. She had no idea why she did that. "Good day!" She yelled, fleeing the scene, leaving behind her art and all her supplies.

She made it out of the building safetly and turned around. He wasn't following her. She shook her head, what was wrong with her? She decided to abandon her stuff entirely, she had lots of money now. She made for a nearby art supply store instead to replenish everything she'd abandoned.

---

Cami saw her 2pm appointment walking towards the doors and went to greet her. She opened the door and then immediately launched herself at the woman for a deep french kiss. "Good afternoon." She said smiling.

"G-good afternoon," Mrs. Berkowitz said, "Uh...that's new..."

Cami grinned, "Sorry, can't help myself," Literally she thought, "Come right this way, I found a few pieces I thought you'd be interested in."

Cami led her into the gallery to the first piece, "This is by a new artist that's just picking up some notoriety. It's the cheapest I'm going to show you today, only $5500, but if he picks up it'll be worth a lot more later. It has some cool tones that I think would look great in your living room."

Mrs. Berkowitz scoffed, "He needs to practice more, amateurish."

Cami professionally disagreed, but what the client wants, the client wants, "Would you like to slap my tits?"

Mrs. Berkowitz suddenly raised her hand and slapped Cami's left breast. Cami gasped and was about to get angry, but realized she must have asked for it.

Mrs. Berkowitz looked confused at her own actions, "I...uh..."

"It's ok, let's continue," Cami said, leading her on, "This piece is-"

"Oh yes. I'll take it." Mrs. Berkowitz said before Cami could even finish, "This one for sure."

"Wonderful, udderly amazing!" Cami smiled at her, "You have good taste."

"I know." She said dryly.

Cami directed her to a staff member to complete the sale. Then she saw her boss walking in and went to greet him, "Hi Sir, would you like to cum on my tits?"

He raised his eyebrow, then nodded, "Come to my office."

Cami followed him, ready to share the good news. But as soon as they got there he ordered her to kneel and took out his cock. She shrugged, she'd tell him about the sale afterwards.

She started to blow him but suddenly he pulled back and aimed his cock down, cumming all over her tits. She was shocked, but not terribly upset. She had a backup shirt after all. "Wow, someone's frisky today." She said.

"You're telling me, you asked for it." He said.

She did? Oh well. She went to her office and changed into her spare shirt. Then she went down and saw Mrs. Berkowitz leaving, "Bye Mrs. Berkowitz."

She stopped and turned to face her, "Bye, oh, actually, could I have your shirt?"

"Of course." Cami unbuttoned her shirt and handed it over.

"Thanks dear, ta-ta."

Cami waved bye, then looked down at her bare breasts. Fuck. Her only other spare was now covered in cum. Well...she couldn't neglect work to go shopping and she couldn't exactly work topless. She trudged back to her office and put the cum covered top back on, accidently missing a button or two. Oh well, at least she couldn't get fired.

---

"This slut thinks we should use this photo for the cover." Daria said.

"Are you sure? I thought this one..." Her employee said, pointing at a different photo.

Daria shook her head, "No, this slut wants this one. Get it done."

Her employee frowned, "Alright, you're the boss."

Daria sighed in relief. She was worried that her language, and her tendency to obey, was going to make her job harder. Perhaps it was just that she worked with mostly women or maybe fitting in was doing a lot of work but her coworkers really didn't boss her around. She felt the need to make herself useful and got everyone coffee and tea, but nobody ever seemed to challenge her authority.

She glanced over at one particular employee. The only man working nearby. After going down on Sapphire this morning she'd had the burning desire to taste a man. She didn't want any particular man, but she wanted him now.

She wondered just how much she could get away with. Her transformations were just background to everyone now, so was her need to blow guys acceptable too?

She asked to see him in her office and then went to wait for him. He entered a few minutes later.

"Hi Ashton, how are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm good, you?" He said.

"This slut is..." She stared at him. Then she shook her head. What was she doing? It wouldn't be right for her to use her authority to proposition this man. "Good, this slut is good. This slut just wondered how you were fitting in, do you need anything?"

"Actually I heard a rumor...uh...can I see your tits?"

Daria immediately flashed him, but of course she didn't realize she was doing it.

"Wow, holy shit, those are amazing!"

She finally noticed, blushed, and pulled her shirt down.

Right, her office had been 'sluttified'. Fuck propriety, she wanted his dick, "How about a blowjob?" She came straight out and asked.

"Sure." He said.

And just like that Daria found herself on her knees, cock in mouth. She was still rather inexperienced, having been mostly performing oral on women lately, but her magic touch drove him wild and he didn't even last a minute. They came at the same time and she quickly swallowed his cum.

She wiped her mouth and stood up. Ashton beamed at her, "Wow, best boss ever."

"Thank you sir, this slut is honoured." She said.

He went back to work and Daria felt a desire building within her. She could really go for some pussy.