Lucky wakes up...

Wrapped in a blanket Roger carries the new improved Lucky back to your apartment and dumps her on the floor. She groggily moves and looks up at you as Roger pulls away the blanket leaving her naked. “Gonna make you into a whore,” she slurs, unaware of her changes it seems. She tries to stand but the process has left her too weak and she can only rise to a sitting position.

“Hmmm. One of us is gonna be a whore,” you observe as you grab your phone and start recording. “Roger. Can you please show Lucky what her new life is going to be like...?”

Lucky frowns and looks down at herself. Her eyes widen as she sees her magnificent new breasts and slimly curvaceous limbs. She blinks in shock as she beholds her new pussy. “My cock! Oh fuck me!!!”

“With pleasure,” Roger responds as he disrobes.

Lucky looked upwards and eyed Roger’s large cock. He was stroking it erect and she found herself fatalistically fixated on his member as her nymphomaniac urges took hold. You felt it too. She could hardly believe she was in this position. Lucky considered herself a man yet clearly she wasn’t. The slight twinge of anticipation deep between her legs, a moistening of her crotch and a noticeable hardening of her nipples told her exactly what she was now. With no small amount of excitement, fear and resignation Lucky turned about on her hands and knees and tried to crawl away.

“Ready?” You call. The large muscular Roger knelt behind her and grabbed her hips preventing her from crawling away. His cock slid against the silky smooth skin of her inner thigh and her eyes widened with apprehension at the pleasantly feminine sensation. Her new genetically engineered submissiveness made her eager yet reserved despite her mental reservations.

“Set?” She hung her head and looked past her downward swaying breasts at her hairless pussy. His cock bounced and swayed to come to a rest at her lips. She bit her lip and shook her head no. Was she ready? She was a man. Surely she’d never be ready for this!

“Go!” He thrust into her and she gasped in girlish shock. Her eyes glazed as though she were sleepy, unable to focus as her thoughts fled.

“ Oh,” she moaned. Her hips moved instinctively as his glorious thick cock filled her, stretched her, pressed her cervix. She was drooling raptly. Her arms gave out and she found herself being fucked, eyes unfocused, back arching and heavy breasts mashed into the mat. “Fuck me!” She begged. “Fill my... cunt... glorious cock!” She mewled.