OMFG!

Kayla’s reply pops up almost instantly, the typing indicator lingering just long enough to make your stomach flutter. The message is long, filthy, and dripping with that signature teasing energy you’ve come to crave.

“Oh my fucking god, baby I just read that twice and my pussy is already soaked. You had a wet dream where your cute little dickie SHRANK and turned into a tight, dripping pussy? While you jerked it the whole time? That is the most deviant, perverted shit I’ve ever heard and I am HERE for it. Tell me you’re still lying there naked with all that cum drying on your chest like a dirty little canvas. God, I wish I could see the mess right now—thick ropes of spunk all over your smooth skin because your brain decided to fantasize about your tiny cock disappearing between your legs. Imagine it for real with me: you’re on your back, legs spread wide, that pathetic four-inch smooth cock already throbbing just from my voice. I’d be watching on video, laughing softly while it starts to shrink in your hand. You’d be stroking so desperately, feeling it get thinner, shorter, slipping through your fingers as it shrinks down to two inches… one inch… just a tiny pink nub. Your balls would pull up tight, shrinking too, flattening out until they split and fold into soft, puffy pussy lips. The head of your little dickie would push forward as a swollen, sensitive clit, all shiny and begging.And you wouldn’t stop touching, would you? No—you’d keep pumping what’s left, rubbing that shrinking cock frantically while it melts away into a tight, virgin cunt. Fingers sliding between the new wet folds, plunging deep into the warm, slick hole that used to be your useless little dickie. I’d be telling you how perfect it is: ‘Look at that… your tiny cock is gone, baby. All that’s left is a pretty pink pussy for me to play with. Rub your new clit faster. Finger-fuck your former dick like the slut you are.’Fuck, the thought of you masturbating your transforming body—jerking the shrinking shaft, then desperately fingering the fresh pussy as it forms—is making me throb. I’m touching myself right now, two fingers buried in my cunt imagining your clit pulsing under my tongue. I’d spread you open after it finished changing, lick every inch of your new pussy, suck on that sensitive little clit until you’re squirming and squirting all over my face. And the best part? In the dream you came so hard you painted your own chest in real life. That’s how much your brain loves the idea of losing your little dickie. My perfect, smooth, undersized boy turning into my perfect, smooth, dripping girl.I want details, cutie. Did it feel good when your balls disappeared and turned into lips? When the last inch of your cock sank inside and became that needy hole? How many times did you cum in the dream while you were finger-fucking your brand-new pussy? Be honest—did it feel better than stroking your tiny cock ever has?

Send me a pic of the mess on your chest if you’re brave enough. Or better yet, hop on video chat right now so I can watch you scoop up some of that cum and taste it while you tell me every filthy second again.

You hop on screen and show her your chest as you start running your index finger through the goo. She stops you, “don’t just eat it!” You freeze and she continues, “make a,” air quotes, “milk mustache with it first.”

You streak it across your upper lip and she has you lick it off.

Your little dickie fantasy has me so wet I might need to cum twice before I can even think straight. Don’t keep me waiting, my deviant little dreamer. Tell Mommy Kayla everything… and maybe next time we’ll talk about how I’d help that cute cock shrink even faster for real ”