Fucking.

He pulls me off his dick by my hair. The roughness of his grip, the possessiveness in his touch... He knows what I want even before I know it...

He pets my head, his touch surprisingly gentle after the roughness of his previous action. "That was an awesome blowjob, slut," he praises me, his words sending a shiver down my spine. I can't help but feel a surge of pride at his approval, again.

Praise me more please. It makes me wet.

With a swift motion, he picks me up princess-style, his strength evident as he effortlessly carries me. Or well maybe not, since in this body I could be weightless just as well. "Which way?" he demands.

To my bedroom I suppose? Mhm probably.

I point in the direction of my bedroom, my voice barely a whisper as I guide him to where he'll soon take me.

He throws me onto the bed. The sound of my body hitting the mattress echoes in the room, making me snap back out of my previous haze.

I lay there, sprawled out on the bed, my chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. I'm gonna get fucked. My virginity that I've kept through both my bodies... He's gonna take it. My first time wouldn't be as I've always dreamt it to be, with a girl that loves me. He's gonna take this.

And I... I'm ready to give it to him.

My body trembles with anticipation as he climbs on top of me.

Yeah, it's perfectly fine. Fuck me. Use me. However, you want.

My top lands in a corner of the room, as he rips it off, exposing my bare chest to his gaze. "Fuck, your tits are amazing," he growls.

Yeees. Praise me!

His hands grasp my breasts roughly, squeezing and kneading them with a **** that borders on pain. But again my body shows how quickly adapting it is when it comes to sex, the pain quickly turning into pleasure. I arch my back, offering myself up to his touch, craving more of his rough caresses.

And then, without warning, he lines up his throbbing cock with my wet, aching pussy.

The moment he thrusts in, I gasp, my body instinctively clenching around him in a tight grip. The feeling of fullness, of being completely filled by him...

It's overwhelming.

As he pushes his cock inside me, a sharp, searing pain shoots through my body, causing me to gasp and clench my teeth. It's a sensation unlike anything I've ever felt before, a mix of pleasure and discomfort.

My virgin pussy resists his intrusion, but he persists, slowly inching his way deeper inside me. Each movement sends a jolt of sensation coursing through me, making me acutely aware of every inch of him penetrating my untouched core.

I can feel the stretch, the pressure building as he pushes past my barriers, claiming me in a way that no one ever has, and a few hours ago I thought impossible anyone ever would.

Despite the initial pain, there's a strange, unfamiliar sense of pleasure building within me, a heat that spreads from where we're joined to every nerve ending in my body. It's as if my very being is awakening to the sensation of being taken.

Yeah, this body is a fucking sex machine, alright.

My breath comes in short, ragged gasps as he finally buries himself fully inside me, his hips pressed against mine, our bodies molded together. The world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us everything else around me blend out. For example the window that's wide open so that every person in the fucking city is gonna hear my screams and moans soon to come.

His cock, hard and throbbing, pulses within the tight confines of my virgin pussy, a stark contrast to the soft, yielding flesh it now occupies. Every heartbeat, every twitch of his cock sends a sensation completely alien through me, making me acutely aware of his presence deep inside me.

Suddenly he withdraws his cock from my tight, wet pussy, a sense of emptiness washing over me, leaving me craving the return of his thick length. I feel every inch of him sliding out, the drag of his skin against my sensitized walls making me moan out loud.

And then, with a primal growl, he rams his cock back into me, the sudden intrusion causing me to cry out. The **** of his thrust rocks my body, driving me deeper into the mattress.

Then he repeats the process. Slowly pulling out, before impaling me again. Over and over, again and again.

Every thrust sends a jolt through my body, an arrhythmic messy fucking. The friction of his cock moving in and out of my tight pussy, rubbing against my sensitive flesh... If the previous was an **** on my nerves, this is a fucking bombardment.

The repetitive motion of his hips meeting mine creates makes me fall into a trance of bliss, unlike before not because of sucking a dick, but being fucked by it. Each thrust drags along the walls of my innermost being, making me unable to think of anything else but his magnificent manhood.

Again his movements are deliberate, controlled, each thrust calculated to elicit a response from my quivering body. The slow pace of his thrusts allows me to savor every moment, to feel every inch of him moving in and out of me with agonizing precision. The sensation of him inside me, the pressure and friction of our bodies coming together...

He's holding back. He thinks that because I was a virgin I couldn't take a pounding. I can. I've already experienced multiple times how easily adjustable this body is. I can take it.

"Please, just fuck me without holding back. Stop treating me like some fragile being, but use me, pound me, I can take it!" I plead, my voice dripping with the need to be fucked hard.

He looks down at me, a grin spreading to his ears. "You asked for it, slut. I'm gonna give you exactly what you want," he growls.

Without hesitation, he pushes my legs up towards my face, exposing me completely to his gaze. And then, ramming his cock in and out of me with a **** that cuts of my breath, pushing every last bit of air in my lungs into barely audible moans, each thrust hitting me like a freight train. The fast pace of his thrusts blurs the last line between pleasure and pain, pushing me to the brink of yet another orgasm.

The sheer **** of his movements rocks my body around. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the room becomes a hammering of flesh on flesh, as his hips piston against mine with a brutal intensity, driving me deeper into the mattress with each punishing thrust.

I can feel the pressure building within me, a storm of need and want that threatens to consume my old self replacing it with a slut that only cares about anothers dick size.

His cock plunges in and out of me with a brutal efficiency, claiming me in a way that leaves no room for anything but the need to be taken, to be used and ravaged without mercy.

He continues his merciless **** on my senses, and I find myself completely overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. The pace of his thrusts drives me to the edge of sanity and will, pushing me past my limits and into a realm of fucking, pounding, sucking and whatever else you can dive into in sex. The sensation of him moving within me, the unrelenting **** of his cock pounding into me, leaves me there, lying below him like a toy that hes currently just using for his own pleasure.

Then I cum again. But this time, its stronger, more in the foreground. It crashes through me and I arch my back and curl my toes. I can vaguely make out him fondling my body with one and as he uses the other one to pull me into his thrusts, making them even faster.

Moments later, I feel him reach his own peak, his cock starting to throb within me.

Before he cums inside me however, he pulls out, his hands suddenly gripping my hair, pulling me closer to him. And then, with a final jerk, he aims his cock at my face, releasing his orgasm.

I feel his hot cum splashing onto my face, the warm liquid spreading across my skin in a sticky, decadent mess. The sensation of his jizz coating my face ignites a certain thrill within me, something entirely new. Of course I knew the bliss of orgasm and pleasure before, even if it was different, but this was completely new. Like the feeling of being filled I never experienced this.

I revel in the feeling of his cum on my skin, the way it clings to me like a sinful badge of pride, marking me as a good little slut. The salty, musky scent of his release fills my senses, mingling with the heady aroma of sex that hangs prominent in the air.

Each drop of his cum that lands on my face makes me accept everything as it is more and more, making me feel dirty and used, but also desired and sexy. I close my eyes and let myself sink into the sensation, savoring the way his sperm feels on my skin.

At that moment, as his cum slowly drips down my face, I feel a sense of liberation, of submission, of acceptance. I am female now, very slutty at that. I can never claim to be a guy again. I went through this, and it was an irreversible step.

I look into the mirror next to my bed. Reflected is a beautiful, messy, freshly fucked and in cum and ecstasy covered face.

This... is me now.