There is no other choice

I gulp as I consider stephanie’s offer. There seemed no reason to reject the bet, but part of me hesitated. I didn’t want to acknowledge the doubt, but there was some part of my brain concerned that I would somehow lose this bet. Like what she did to me last night, and since our parents left, had irrevocably changed me and this would confirm I couldn’t go back. That being said, if I declined, she would probably just wait until I was too horny to say no again and fuck me once more, was there really anything to lose?

With trepidation, I took a deep breath and turned to stephanie. I gazed into her beautiful eyes while she held me close. I ignored the tightness in my chest and said, “you have a deal. But you’ll need to let me dress normally if I have any chance of fucking a girl. And no going back on your promise when I prefer fucking to getting fucked.”

She grinned at me, full of condescension and said, “of course Jenny. You can dress however you want, and fuck whoever you want.” She released me and started digging through her drawer as she continued. “As a matter of fact, I know someone who would love to get fucked by you. You can call her up, have a few drinks and fuck her as much as you want and she’d be thrilled.” She returned with a key and unlocked my cage.

My cock sprung free. Its modest size seeming even smaller than I remembered after seeing stephanie’s the other night. Even so, it felt amazing to no longer be restricted. Stephanie ignored my cock and laid on top of me, reaching behind my back as she continued, whispering in my ear.

“You can fill her pussy with your cum all you like. But no matter how many times you finish,” suddenly the breast forms were free and being pulled away by stephanie, “no matter how many times your little clit sneezes into her snatch, or any other girls,” she ruffled my hair out of the more feminine style, and grabbed a make up wipe which she started using on my face, “you will be thinking about how much better, and how much more intense it was, getting fucked by me.”

My freed cock was throbbing as she spoke, unaccustomed to being free and having any girls attention. I stared at stephanie as she stood, done removing all visible evidence of recent events. She stroked her cock gently, drawing my eyes to it as it glistened with precum, which I still had a bit of an after taste from last night. My eyes didn’t move as she continued. “When that happens, and you spend your entire time fucking this girl, thinking of my girldick, you will come back home to me, I’ll dress you like the little femboy slut you are, and fuck every last drop of cum out of you. You will beg to mine forever, and honey, you will be.”

I hadn’t noticed, too transfixed on her cock, that she had been strutting towards me the whole time. Her cock was now inches from my face and with a husky voice full of lust, she said, “or you can start sucking right now, apologize to your mommy, beg to be mine and I’ll bring you to bliss right now and make you my slutty little girlfriend. What will it be?