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Chapter 21 by iamdude iamdude

Does Chet fill you up, or are you saved at the last second?

He breeds you (Chet's ending)

There’s nothing you can do but take the load Chet pumps into you. You try to kick backwards a couple of times but with his weight on top of you and your arms still tied behind your back your resistance is pointless. Even though you just swallowed his come, the amount you feel him shooting inside of you is impressive. To your shame, every rope of cum you feel him unloading in you triggers a small orgasm. Every time you come you feel John slipping away more and more until he’s buried deep inside your mind.

What’s left is Doe. Doe and a wonderful feeling of contentment. Of feeling…. Owned. I guess that’s it then, you think, before sinking fully into becoming Doe. You look up at Chet and feel nothing but love and adoration for him. “What are you?” He asks. “Yours”. He grins nastily as he pulls out of you, untying your arms and then sits on the bed, motioning to the floor. You obey immediately, getting off the bed and sinking to your knees, understanding almost instinctively what he wants you to do. “I can get used to this” He says, smiling as you lovingly clean his cock with your mouth, his hand on your head. While before the taste of his cock mingled with his cum and your own juices would have repulsed you, it now tastes delicious. Part of the curse, no, part of the blessing you think.

When you’re done he gets up, putting on his clothes. “I want you fully packed when I get back here in the morning with the van. Don’t bother bringing any of your boy clothes.” You nod, his word is law to you now.


You just disappeared from the world from one day to the next. Chet allowed you to write a note to your father explaining that you’d fallen in love and wouldn’t see him again, to avoid a police report. You were allowed to keep a few personal items, some photographs but everything else is provided by Chet. Everything, including the collar and lingerie that’s almost all you wear now. You discover that your mind is not only girlier now, but you’re also a lot less smart. You guess the curse is turning you into Chet’s idea of the perfect woman.

In your case, this apparently means airheaded slut. While it bothers you at first, when Chet told you to embrace it, somehow you did. You have your own little cubicle next to your new best friend, Emma. Apparently she disobeyed some order and now she’s here full time as well. You put on shows together, sometimes just for Chet, which usually ends up with a threesome and sometimes for entire groups. While all gangbangs are fun, you love the ones the most where you’re side by side with Emma, watching her take all those men together with you. It’s especially fun when Chet’s there and makes a video to watch together with him later.

You never understand why Emma doesn’t seem to be having as much fun as you. Or why she doesn’t seem to respond too well when you’re trying to cheer her up with stories about how much she’ll get fucked in the future. Chet said not to get too attached to Emma though, as she might be leaving soon. Either China or Saudi Arabia apparently. You’re very happy for her, to get to travel all over the world!

For yourself, you’re happiest when you’re with Chet. Sure he shares you with other people. Like… a lot of other people. But having sex is so much fun! And he’s the only one allowed to breed you. You think that maybe he’s afraid that if someone else knocks you up, you’ll be theirs. How silly of him. But you make sure to reward him with an extra good blowjob every time he puts a baby in you.

That’s your life now. Chet’s family provides a lot of help with the children and whenever you’re not playing with them, you’re someone’s (or a lot of someone’s) toy yourself. You don’t understand why you were ever worried about becoming a girl permanently, you think while on your knees, slowly nursing on Chet’s cock. You have the best life of anyone in the whole world! You smile around his cock as Chet’s grunting starts getting heavier and he grabs your head, preparing to unload in your mouth. Life is good.

Chet's Ending

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