Mike has a cunt!

Michael's brain had to go full reset for a minute. Of all the things he had expected, that definitely wasn't one of them, and regardless of what pleasure he had just felt his mind immediately lost focus on any horny feelings. He pulled his fingers out of the cunt in the mirror before him, zipped the opening in the crotch back up, and slowly pulled himself out of the rubber suit in a state of shock.

He let out a small sigh as he looked down to see everything back to normal, and let the latex lay where it fell as he stepped into the shower and turned it on hot. His mind was a blank for several minutes as he tried to process what had just happened, and he only snapped out of it when, with a wet plop, his butt plug slipped out and hit the shower floor.

"What the fuck?" He quietly muttered to himself.

Mike then looked down at his body, as the water flowed over him. He brought one hand up to his chest, rubbing it a little. It wasn't the same, but there was definitely some pleasurable stimulation he hadn't had before. He only groped himself for a couple seconds, but already in the back of his mind he kind of missed how it felt in the suit.

With a timid couple fingers he reached down below his balls to rub his taint. This time he just met skin, no slit, but again it was oddly stimulating. So much so, that he unconsciously started rubbing it harder and as deep as he could. There was still some sort of pressure in there he couldn't get rid of, but he tried just the same. It wasn't long before his cock had rose to attention once more. He wasn't sure if his eyes were playing tricks in him, but it did seem like it had grown a bit from before the catsuit.

"Mmmnnnggh." He grunted out some low sounds of pleasure as he brought himself back to climax and shot into the shower.

He exhaled, a little exhausted at this point, before finally starting to relax.

Mike reached out and grabbed the latex suit and started running it under the shower as well, spending time to clean it as best he could, before cleaning himself up as well. He hung it up over the shower rod and dried himself off before heading back to his bed and collapsing on the blanket.

It only took a few moments for him to fall asleep, and almost instantly he was dreaming.

The dream was especially spicy. Instead of being his normal self he dreamt he had the futanari-like body the latex suit had implied, and still wrapped tight in the black rubber suit. He was with another woman he didn't recognize, but felt very familiar with. In the dream they took turns with each other, him with his cock in her, and her with various toys as he lay bound before her. The reinforcements and rings of the suit allowing this other woman to easily tie him up and keep him bound. At one point she put him on his stomach and pulled his arms behind. The zipper on the arms of the suit binding both arms together. She then equipped a decent size strap on and went to town on him.

Or maybe her? He wasn't quite sure. It was definitely him, but he was definitely mostly female. And the moans of pleasure coming from his gagged mouth were definitely female. He felt the burning in his cunt as he was brought to a massive orgasm.

"Ooooohhhh!" Mike woke up crying in pleasure as he let out a rather juicy cum shot into the blanket he was wrapped up in.

He was breathing heavy and sweating. He reached down, still waking up, to gently massage his ransacked pussy; only to find there wasn't one. It wasn't there, but it still felt so real. In his mind, Mike was really missing it, though he struggled to admit it to himself.

It was quite the mess he had made, and even though he had just showered he felt the need to do so again. He looked over at the clock, surprised to see it had only been a couple hours and was still in the middle of the night. Unfortunately that meant he'd have to wait until morning to go down to the small laundry building and wash his blanket. Instead he wrapped it in on itself and put it with the rest of his dirty clothes, leaving just the bare sheets on the bed.

Mike stopped as he entered the bathroom, and his eyes met the latex suit hanging there in front of him. His breathing deepened as he felt a warm need deep in him, almost urging him to put it back on to finally get some release.

(OOC: just wanted to say i didn't even consider the whole overused Mike Hunt (my cunt) joke was a possibility until i wrote the beginning of this section.