(In)Decent proposal

"Marry me!" Billy-Bob blurted out, heedless of the **** male Gynoid and his whimpering team leader curled up fetally collapsed at his feet, cum and blood leaking from his torn ringpiece. He grabbed his beloved's tiny hands in his own, squeezing them as he professed his undying love and started telling her all about himself.

Dan-Bambi grimaced a little as his hands were squashed painfully by the big galoot, but it was a good pain, he could feel the man's apparent sincerity. Maybe I should dial the pheromones down a bit, he thought as the hulking security guy babbled on, his name was Billy-Bob LeJaune apparently, he was from upstate Louisiana and he was twenty-four years old and...

Being hooked into the Gynoid control/transfer network with administrator privileges, even briefly, had unlocked a lot of subsystems in this body that he wasn't aware of beforehand, weird shit the Mad Scientist crew in the basement labs were playing around with behind the backs of their bosses. One such special 'extra' in Dan-Bambi's late-beta experimental Gynoid body was a chemical pheromone emitter that was supposed to arouse the Gynoid's sex partner, to 'blue-pill' them if they started flagging during intercourse and keep them aroused and satisfied. It looked like it was doing something else to Billy-Bob here though, acting more like a fantasy-story magic love potion than fixing up erectile dysfunction. Back to the drawing board, guys...

Still, as his interested glance downward confirmed, Billy-Bob had a big... package and that resonated with Dan-Bambi's emotional desires and, yeah, needs. He had spent a long time, maybe too much time in this wet-dream fucktoy body and he had gotten used to getting wet and being fucked by any dick that happened to pass by. Maybe getting fucked by someone who cared for him, even if it was the result of chemically enhanced adoration, would be preferable in the future. Should he say yes to Billy-Bob's out-of-the-blue proposal? Should he get married to Billy-Bob, should he wear a white wedding dress and a veil and no underwear and stand beside him in front of the preacher as they made their wedding vows, should he let Billy-Bob undress him in the bridal suite and run his big hands over his bigger breasts and mash and suckle them before throwing him onto the marital bed and plough him unmercifully until he came and came and came and... Dan-Bambi orgasmed hard, shuddering as his crotch flared with desire and heat and wetness as the porno vid streaming in his head came to a climax (so to speak...).

He took a deep steadying breath, his oversized breasts rising and falling enticingly as Billy-Bob continued babbling on about his pickup truck and his old hound dog. Well, this body wants to say 'yes' or rather 'YEEEESSSS!!!' but do I? He glanced down at the **** male Gynoid figure at his feet. He could take that body, his original human body was long gone who-knows-where, maybe broken up for parts by the Mad Scientists downstairs, and leave the crazy intern who was driving the male Gynoid earlier in sole possession of the Bambi Gynoid, maybe that schmuck could make Billy-Bob happy instead of him?