I begged Mark to make my nightly fantasy come real

In the morning over some sweet Asian soup that Mark had fetched from a corner shop, I told him about my dream to become meat. To take it all the way. To be a meat girl.

"Well.. that is hot.." Mark smiled, but stroked my belly "I might want a few calves from you first. But I might be able to arrange something that suits your new naughty dreams.."

I swallowed down the soup, it did marvels hiding the taste of all the cum that went down my throat yesterday.

"I'd love that baby." And I kissed his hand, then his arm, then kneeled down.