He becomes their toy (Blowjob, Foot Fetish)

From his lower vantage point, Andy was **** to confront the size of the difference between them. Before his transformation, Andy always found it a little silly when the news talked about Bulls and Sissy's as if they were different genders. As far as he was concerned, both had the same plumbing, the difference in height or length or muscle mass was not an issue. When he came face to face with the endless pipe in front of him, he finally understood. Sissy's had little clits while Bulls has COCKS.

Andy's little body was all smooth limbs and embarrassing curves, every bit of Terell was solid. The brawny fuckpipe between his tree trunk legs was now fully erect, bent slightly down with its own girthy weight and traced with lazy veins. Andy couldn't even estimate how long the coal black monolith was. It seemed to go on forever. This is a real man's cock. I have been kidding myself by thinking I'm satisfying any girls when there are monsters like this between every pair of black thighs. Andy's stomach burned with equal parts envy and lust.

"Like, take it in Faggy," the humiliatrix cackled from her position wrapped around her boyfriend's thick arm. She slid behind her bull, almost disappearing from view except for her milky weight pressing against his back. She wrapped her freckled arms Terell's wide belly and gripped the root of the weighty shaft, her fingers barely touching in a large circle. "This is what white girls all around the world want. This big, black, fucking monster. You'll never get one, it's too late. You're better off just getting with the program and serving your betters right here and now. Go on Faggy, show him what pathetic little whitebois are good for."

With a long bounce, she worked the shaft up to slap the fleshy head against Andy's padded lips. Each weighty slap against Andy's lips resounded through the entire room.

The Gaelic princess above him egged them both onward. "This is a real man's cock. Only black men get to have weapons like this. It's not even in the same league as that useless little clit you have between your thighs faggy!" She worked her boyfriend's hips, driving him forward so that from the balls to the tip, the entire length slid over Andy's entire face, bathing him in precum and masculine pheromones.

"Now, open your fucking mouth or the next slap will be a punch," she said. Struggling against every instinct he had, Andy opened his mouth like someone was prying it open. She lined up a swing and smacked him hard on cheek with the plum-shaped head like it was a baseball bat. Andy opened his mouth wider and exposing the virgin cockpipe. She seemed satisfied with this for a moment and placed the obscene head against his lips before frowning. She lined up the mammoth cock for another swing and left a mirrored bruise on the other cheek. "I said open up Faggy!"

Tears welled up in Andy's eyes as he opened his mouth as wide as he could and extended his pink tongue out. He hooked his fingers in the corners of his mouth to widen it and turn his mouth into a receptacle for cock. The couple cruelly laughed at his debasement. "That's fucking disgusting faggy. Don't look so eager." She bounced the gaping slit of the fat man-meat against his outstretched tongue. She wadded up a lougie and let it drip down into Andy's open mouth watching him flinch.

"Don't you dare think about closing your mouth," she said and placed the edge of the giant cock against his outstretched tongue. Instinctively he fluttered the tip in circles and zig-zags against the bulging underside of the huge BBC in front of him; his soft plump naturally pink lips caressed the engorged member. The old Andy would never even think of touching another guy, but now serving this bull just felt so right. While he worked, the fox-haired goddess jerked from the thick root to the just under the head, she milked her hands together in an endless stroke. The poor sissy boy felt his hands rise to caress the bull's overfull testicles almost of their own accord. Under the combined efforts of the feminine duo, the more that foot-long coal black weapon had grown to full steel-like hardness. It was hot to the touch, and it throbbed and bounced slightly in time to his pulse.

The cruel young woman's boyfriend groaned under their ministrations and Andy swore he could almost hear the sperm in his balls churning. As she stroked firmly from balls to the plum-sized head; thick, chunky dollops of backed up sperm worked their way up the thick pipe and spat forward from the tip, depositing a spoonful of the savory goop on Andy's exposed tongue. He had to cup his tongue and tilt his head back to catch all of the delicious jism.

Andy's eyes rolled back into the head as he was completely overwhelmed by the thick texture and intense masculine flavor. _It tastes so good! "_Swallow." Andy grimaced as he swallowed the viscous liquid, feeling it coat the inside of his throat. He extended his tongue again, showing the humiliatrix his now empty throat. "Now thank him."

Andy's doe eyes were the picture of worshipful submission. His hands rested on his folded knees and his tiny cocklet, which was so hard beat against his padded pelvis in time with the beat of his heart. "Thank you..."

"Thank him for what?"

"Thank you for filling my mouth with your thick potent cum!"

"Ha! Only a pathetic sissy would think that qualified as a load. That was only a bit of precum, bitch. Just wait until you get the real deal. You're like, totally gonna fall in love with his seed! That's why little white boys like you are so gross. You get one taste of a real man and you get all dumb and turned on like a horny schoolgirl." she lifted her foot and pointed to Andy's dripping erection with her toes. "I mean just look Faggy. Just a little precum and look how hard your cock is. Disgusting." Andy's eyes followed her foot as she pressed it down onto his erection and gingerly laid more weight on him, pressing it between her foot and his thighs. Andy winced at the increased pressured on his sensitive organ. Turns out overly sensitive organ! Andy gasped for a different reason and his eyes rolled up into the back of his head as his overloaded penis shot over her toes. He bathed her soles in clear streamers of watery juice; much to her disgust.

"O.M.G.! Did you just cum on my toes! What a masochistic pervert." she yelled at Andy. He could barely hear her as a stupid smile was plastered on his fuck-addled brain. Even more annoyed at his lack of reaction, she lifted her sole, which was painted with thin white streamers of runny cum. "The least you could do is clean up your mess." She turned back to look at her black master, "No wonder you superior black studs are taking over the world. Little white sissys just can't compete!" She giggled as she kissed him deeply.

Eager to please after his last shameful orgasm, Andy dragged his little pink tongue, picking up all the useless semen off her foot and depositing it in his stomach. He couldn't help but think even Terell's precum tasted better than his actual cum. It was so much more rich, thick, full of life; even this stud's precum tasted 10 times as potent as Andy's own sissy load!