Man Hating Lesbian

You wake up with a groan, your head throbbing and your body stiff. The first thing you notice is that you can't move. Glancing down, you realize you're completely naked, your wrists and ankles bound tightly and you've been gagged.

Across from you, your girlfriend, Rachel, is also tied up but she has been left ungagged and her legs are spread wide, leaving her pussy **** and exposed. Seeing her like this sends a surge of panic through you. You open your mouth to speak, but before you can utter a word, a voice cuts through the air.

"Well, well, look who's finally awake," Shelly, Rachel's ex, stands before you, a smug expression on her face. "Tsk, tsk, Rachel, I'm so disappointed in you. After all I did for you, all your claims to never go back to cock you leave me to fuck this... man."

Rachel glares at Shelly, her eyes filled with anger. "Let us go, Shelly! Who I fuck is my business, not yours! We broke up and I'm with him now!"

Shelly laughs. "Well, let's see if you're still interested in him when we're finished here. It's time to reduce the testosterone in this room." She takes a step forward, a large, menacing-looking dildo in her hand. "Don't worry, I'm going to make sure you both enjoy it."

With a cruel grin, Shelly lines up the dildo with Rachel's pussy. You watch, helpless, as Shelly grips the dildo firmly and slowly begins to thrust it forward. Inch by inch, the dildo disappears inside Rachel, her pussy lips stretching to accommodate its girth.

As the dildo breaches Rachel's entrance, you gasp, feeling a strange sensation as if your own pussy is being filled. You look down in disbelief, only to your cock looking perfectly normal. You could feel a length sliding up inside you, making you shiver with pleasure as you are slowly filled. The sensation of a snatch being stretched as the shaft slid in you was indescribably good. You gasped, groaning at the feeling of being split open. With every movement, you thought you couldn't take more and yet, it continued sliding deeper inside. You could feel every inch of it, and when the tip hit the very deepest part you saw stars. Shelly's smug voice chimes in.

"That's right, this little toy is linked to the last man Rachel fucked... which is you, sweetie. Every bit of pleasure she feels, you'll feel. But you're not really built to handle a woman's pleasure, much less the female orgasm. Each time she cums, so will you, and it'll change you from the inside out. Soon, there won't be a man in this room, just me, a soon to be reformed lesbian, and a slut aching for Martian dick. That last one will be you, in case it wasn't obvious."

Shelly's words have you stunned as she starts to fuck Rachel with long, deliberate strokes. Rachel lets out a strangled moan, her body jerking with the **** of the dildo's invasion. Simultaneously, you feel a searing heat between your legs, a sensation so intense it rivals the best orgasm you've ever had. All you knew was how full you felt. How amazing it felt to have this strange deep ache filled with a thick shaft. The dildo pulled out and you moaned at the sudden sensation. You cried out, gasping for air from the simple movement of the dildo pulling back. Before you could steady yourself, Shelly pushed in again and your eyes rolled up into your head. Again he pulled out and you felt muscles grip and squeeze at the emptiness left behind.

"Oh my God..." Rachel gasps, her voice hoarse as Shelly picks up the pace, thrusting the dildo in and out of her pussy. "Oh God..." you echo, your voice cracking as you experience the pleasure of the dildos movements in your own phantom pussy.

Rachel's eyes go wide with realization, her gaze flicking between you and the dildo. "Please, Shelly, don't do this! I-I oh God..." She bites her lip, struggling against the pleasure Shelly is giving her. "You can't... turn him into a slut!"

Shelly smirks, the dildo in her hand never slowing its relentless ****. "Oh, but I can, and I will. Don't you remember our plans, Rachel? We agreed, a world without men would be so much better. Now we have the means to make it happen! These Martians and their technology are a gift, and we're going to use it to introduce every man to the joys of female pleasure, starting with unmanning this one."

As Shelly speaks, the dildo continues its unyielding penetration, sending waves of pleasure through both you and Rachel. Your minds are growing hazy with the intensity of the stimulation, your bodies reacting instinctively to the sensations as though you both were truly being fucked.

"N-no..." Rachel pleads, her words interspersed with moans as the dildo fills her again and again. "Not like this... Oh, fuck!"

"Yes, like this!" Shelly grunts with effort, her face flushed with exertion and lust. "Beg for it, Rachel! Beg me to make you cum and start this pathetic man's transformation into the slut he was meant to be!"

Rachel's body arches, her bound form writhing against her restraints as she fights the rising tide of pleasure. Her pussy clenches around the invading dildo, slick with her arousal. "Shelly, please... I... I can't do this to him," She whimpers, her voice full of desire.

"Give in, Rachel," Shelly taunts, her breathing heavy as she pounds the dildo into your girlfriend's pussy. "You know you want to cum, and when you do, your little boy toy here will get his first taste of true female pleasure. Look at him writhing in those restraints. He wants you to cum, even if it costs him his manhood."

As if to illustrate her point, Shelly drives the dildo into Rachel with increased ferocity, eliciting a scream of ecstasy. "Nooo...!" Rachel cries out, her body rigid. She's so close, but she grits her teeth, desperately trying to hold on.

"How is this empowering, Shelly?" Rachel gasps between pleasure-wracked breaths. "Turning men into slaves for Martian dicks? How does that help women? You've seen what they do to their breeders. They become sex slaves! Not every man deserves to be changed into some slut willing to do anything for dick!"

Shelly smirks, pausing for a moment to wipe a lock of hair from her face. "Easy, my dear. Martians are just the catalyst. With their technology, we can finally level the playing field. No more male dominance, no more oppression. Men who get in the way will be converted into sluts. The Martians get their breeders without needing to seek out natural born women."

"I'm sorry. Oh... Oh God, I can't hold on!" With a final, **** sob, Rachel surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure, her body convulsing as she climaxes. A scream of ecstasy tears from her throat as her pussy tightens around the dildo, milking it with powerful spasms.

As her orgasm takes hold, your own body is wracked with unfamiliar sensations, the very essence of femininity coursing through you. Your phantom pussy clenches, as if around a thick, invading cock, even as you feel your real cock throbbing and releasing its load, the orgasm overwhelming any masculine resistance but the sensations are coming from somewhere lower, somewhere feminine.

"Yes! Fuck, yes!" Shelly cries out, her face a mask of pleasure as she revels in Rachel's abandon. "That's it, cum like a good little slut! And look at your boyfriend, Rachel. He's feeling it too. His transformation is beginning. Soon he'll feel that aching emptiness inside him that every woman knows.

The aftershocks of Rachel's orgasm continue to ripple through you, causing strange reactions in your body. Your eyes widen as you looked down at your chest. Your nipples stiffen, becoming sensitive buds that ache for attention, even as you watch in disbelief as your flat chest begins to swell, two small mounds beginning to rise. Breasts were forming on your chest, swelling with each passing second.

Meanwhile, the dildo continued to slide in and out of Rachel's wetness, and you felt it as if it were fucking your own cunt. The muscles low in your groin clenched, trying to squeeze down around an invading cock. It was too much to process, the pleasure making it impossible to focus as you're unmanned.

"I'm so sorry. You don't deserve this." Rachel pants, her eyes filled with guilt, even as her hips thrust forward of their own volition, trying to get more of the dildo inside her. Her pussy, slick with her arousal, glistens in the dim light. "....but it feels so good."

Shelly's eyes widen in delight, witnessing the changes in your body. "No need to apologize, sweetie. This is just the beginning. Yes, it's your fault he'll soon have a pussy, but he'll experience more pleasure than ever before. Of course he won't be like us. He's going to want dick, Martian dick especially, so damn bad. There's no avoiding that aspect of the Martian tech. No matter how he tries to resist, he'll want to be bred, over and over again."