Like a little slut, you beg for him to fuck you

"P-please daddy..." You ask, your girly voice shaking. "Take m-my pussy as payment."

Nathan chuckles. It is pitiful that you want a cock back between your legs so hard, that you don't really care if it's inside you or not. Your 'daddy', though certainly pleased with your surrender to the feminine side that has started to control every aspect of your new life, is not satisfied with only this little display.

"Since we met at that bar, I knew I was looking at a needy slut." You recall the night you met him about a week and a half ago. "Preggo and walking in like that, practically begging for a dick. These new girls pretend they don't like it, but in the end you women are all the same. Needy sluts that are only good for making babies." Nathan pushes his fingers inside your teenage twat once again, eliciting yet another girly squeal from you.

"You've been wanting a chance to please my dick again haven't you Luca?" He asks, his manly voice close to your ear. God you're so thirsty for a man that even hearing his voice makes your insides twitch happily.

Against your better judgement you nod, the desire you feel between your legs making you forget how you got into this mess to begin with. "Y-yeah, my pussy gets so wet whenever I think about it." Well... technically true. "Please, I don't have anything else to pay you with." You plead, pushing your butt against Nathan's crotch, his member hard as you can tell beneath his jeans.

Watching you admit defeat seems exactly what your host had wanted all along. "As my little slut wishes." Whilst you're still bent over, Nathan pulls out his fingers from your insides, warm pussyjuice trickling down your soft thighs. You feel the air against your ass when your daddy pulls down pants and undergarments alike. The sex between your legs is quivering, begging desperately for something more appropriate than your pathetic attempts at masturbation since you turned into a girl.

Your heart skips a beat when you hear the sound of Nathan unbuttoning his jeans behind you.