Oh yeah, he doesn't... or?

Alex felt his blood boil at her words, his cock twitching with a mix of anger and arousal. Without thinking, he stepped closer, his newfound size and strength making him feel more dominant than ever before. "You think you can handle this?" he growled, his voice deeper and more powerful than he ever knew it could be.

Ophelia's eyes widened slightly, but instead of fear, he saw excitement in them. She licked her lips, and his cock responded, growing even larger in her grasp.

Alex looked down at her, his heart pounding. He had never felt so powerful, so in control. He knew he could take her, could make her scream with pleasure, and the thought was intoxicating. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her closer to his crotch. "Open up," he ordered, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to shake the very walls of the house.

Ophelia obeyed, her mouth opening wide with a big happy horny smile, and took his cock into her mouth. Her teeth scraped against his shaft, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. She began to suck, her tongue swirling around his cockhead, her cheeks hollowing out with each bob of her head. He could feel the warmth of her mouth, the wetness of her tongue, and the tightness of her lips. It was heavenly, but he knew he needed more.

With a grunt, Alex thrust deeper, his cock sliding down her throat until it hit the back with a satisfying feeling. She gagged like pornwhore she is, but he didn't stop. He held her in place, his hand tangled in her blonde hair, and fucked her mouth like it was her pussy.

"You like that?" he taunted, his voice gruff with lust. "You like having my big cock down your throat?"

Ophelia nodded, her eyes watering, and Alex felt a thrill of power shoot through him. He began to pick up the pace, his cock moving faster and faster in her mouth. She moaned, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his shaft. He could feel his balls tightening, the pressure building.

"You're going to swallow every drop," he said with a voice full of demand now. "Every last drop of my cum!"

Ophelia nodded again, her eyes never leaving his, and he felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train. He was going to cum, and he was going to cum hard.

He pulled out of her mouth his monstercock, her red lips shiny with spit and precum. He stroked himself a few more times before pointing his cock at her face. "Open your mouth slut," he said, his voice a harsh command.

Ophelia complied, her mouth open and eager. Alex felt his cock pulsating with a need to release on face of his whore-friend, his balls was bulging, and then he was coming. He shot a thick rope of cum across her face, the warm fluid coating her cheeks, her nose, and her chin. She opened her mouth wider, catching the rest of his load, her cheeks bulging as she swallowed it down.

He watched as she took it all, her eyes never leaving his, and when he was finally spent, he stepped back. "Good girl," he said, his voice softer now, almost affectionate.

Ophelia looked up at him, her face a mess of cum and drool, at least her slutty makeup didn't get ruined, as if it was the natural texture of her face, but she was smiling. "Thank you," she murmured.

Alex felt a strange mix of emotions—lust, power, and anxiety about what he had done, there was a hurricane of emotions in his head, that he wanted to apologize, but did not.

"Hey! What's so sad?" asked Ophelia, wiping her face with a pink towel with patterns of hearts and dicks. She noticed that Alex's face changed from confident again to full of worry.

"Ophie, I..." Alex wanted to blurt out something, but he began to stutter, which only caused his friend to smile, if she could still be called a friend, "This is all so confusing, I don't understand what's going on..." his muscular bulk sat down on the carpeted floor, leaning his back against the wall, he tried to hide his face in his big palms

Ophelia sat down next to him on the floor, her now massive, round, and firm ass cheeks spreading out, creating a delicious valley between cheeks and floor. She placed a hand on his plump shoulder, her touch soothing and gentle, a stark contrast to the raging beast that was his cock. "Alex, tell me, what happened to you?" She asked, her voice calm and soothing

He looked at her, her breasts jiggling slightly with every breath she took. They had grown so much that they looked like they could fill his hands twice over. "Why are we like this?" he asked, his voice trembling. "Why are we... why do we have these... these..." He gestured at his muscles, his cock, and her voluptuous body.

"Bodies?," Ophelia asked, her voice devoid of any concern. "We always were like that, right?"

Alex couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear, but also excitement. The way Ophelia's eyes sparkled when she talked with him, it was like she is worried about him truly.

Ophelia leaned in closer, her breath hot on his neck. "We were always like this, i don't remember another life, you always fucked me, loving to cum in every hole of mine," she said, without a hint of lust in her voice, as if everyone in the new world did this with friends. "Or i'm not right, Alex?"

"But we're not the same," he protested weakly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"..." Ophelia looked at him silently, like a mother trying to put her child to sleep, but he doesn't want to, "I think you need to go to a psychologist, I'm not a professional, I can listen and fuck, but I can't give good advice on this topic"

He nodded, unable to form coherent words. The thought of being in this new, sex-crazed world, was too much to handle, "yeah... i think you right..."

"Well done, now we need to..." the girl stood up from the soft floor, removing all the dust that was on the carpet from her ass, when suddenly she saw the sexy statuette on the nightstand, completely covered in sperm, that it even flowed onto the floor, forming a puddle there, "Alex! What the fuck did you do!? My mom will kill me!" unexpectedly for Alex, Ophelia screamed at him, pointing a long nailed finger at the mess he had made