Male Gynoid

Kyra’s visit was always an ordeal for Kat. Her ex had taken to her new role with a sadistic glee, relishing every opportunity to remind Kat of her former life. As Kyra took a seat at the desk, her skirt riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her stocking tops, Kat couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anger and resentment. Kyra could help her but instead she tormented her. But anger was a fleeting emotion in a doll’s mind, quickly swamped by the need to serve and obey.

“Jack promised me a newly grown male Gynoid body, one without mental strictures. I’m here to swap into it. What do you think Kat. I’ll have a cock soon, just like you once did…” her eyes burned with desire. Kat shivered. It sounded good. Her sex tingled at the thought.

Kyra nodded to the side of the room where a gleaming metal helmet with wires attached to rested. It was the same device that had been used to switch Kat and Jack. She had watched him use it on a number of other dolls and men. A male Gynoid entered and stood watching them. He was tall, muscular and looked to be exceptionally well hung judging by the package in his coveralls.

"Ah, yes. The neuro-swap device. How delightfully twisted," Kyra said, her eyes lighting up with anticipation. "Let's get started, shall we?"

Kat watched as Kyra approached the device. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. The thought of being free from this sexual prison was constantly frustrating. Kyra took a seat and began to attach the helmet, her fingers deftly clicking it into place. The male Gynoid did the same.

The mental transfer was unremarkable to observe, the two figures sagging **** then rousing. Kyra was now in a male gynoids body. Kyra’s former body stood, went over to Bambi, took her leash, excused herself and left with Bambi in tow.

"Thank you for the demonstration, darling," Kyra said, her voice now a rich baritone. She flexed her new, powerful arms and grinned down at her ex-husband, her new cock stirring in her pants. "I think I'll enjoy this little upgrade."

Jack, trapped in Kat's body, couldn't hide his apprehension. "What are you going to do to me?" he asked, his fearful voice still that of a soft, obedient doll.

Kyra's new male body leaned back in the chair, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Oh, I have plans for you, my dear," she said, her eyes lingering on the still-kneeling Kat.

Kat felt a knot of dread in her stomach as Kyra began to unbuckle her own belt, revealing the large, gleaming cock that she had just acquired. "But first, let's make sure this upgrade is up to par, shall we?" she said, patting the desk with a heavy hand.

Kat couldn't believe what was happening. She was about to be used by her ex-wife, in a male gynoids body, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her programming as a doll was too strong. She was nothing but a receptacle for pleasure now, a tool to be used at the whim of her owners.

Kyra stood up, her cock bobbing slightly with the movement. She was naked from the waist down and was huge. She walked over to Kat, her cock growing harder as she approached. "On your back," she ordered, her voice filled with a new authority.

Kat's eyes widened with fear and excitement as she obeyed. She was now on the receiving end of the same power dynamic she had once held over her wife. She felt his hands on her body, lifting her hips and spreading her legs apart. The cold, hard floor was unforgiving and this only heightened her arousal. Her mind raced with thoughts of escape, of rebellion, but her body was wired to obey.

Kyra’s new body was powerful and commanding, and as she took position between Kat’s thighs, the latter couldn’t help but admire the sheer size of her ex-wife’s new member. It was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. Kyra took her new cock in hand and stroked it slowly, watching as Kat’s eyes followed every movement.

“You look so weak and tiny. So cute and submissive. I like the new you…” Kyra taunted as she stroked her new phallus.

Jack, trapped in Kat’s body, felt a mix of fear and arousal. Her pussy was already wet with anticipation, betraying her despite her inner turmoil. She had never felt so exposed and ****. So horny.

Kyra stepped closer, her cock mere inches from Kat’s trembling pussy. "Beg for it," she said, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.

"P-please, sir... take me," Kat whimpered, the words sticking in her throat.

Kyra chuckled darkly, her newfound power apparent in every movement. "Good girl," she said, her voice a low purr. She placed the tip of her cock against Kat's wetness, watching as the doll's body reacted involuntarily, a soft moan escaping her lips. With a single, swift thrust, she entered her, filling her up completely.

Kat's eyes rolled back in her head as she was stretched around her ex-wife's thick girth. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure. Her legs automatically wrapped around Kyra's waist, pulling her deeper, her body responding to the invasion with a **** need for more.