Emerging

You wake up already whimpering, your body on fire with filthy new sensations. Your once-normal nipples have swollen into fat, puffy, cock-hard nubs thick, sensitive, and aching like miniature clits. The lightest brush of the sheet against them makes your eyes roll back. You grab both puffy nipples between your fingers, pinching hard and twisting. White-hot pleasure explodes through your chest and shoots straight down to your shrinking groin. Your pathetic little cock—already diminished by the serum—twitches once, twice, and then erupts hands-free all over the floor.Thick, creamy ropes of cum splatter messily onto the tiles as your whole body convulses. Your swollen nipples throb violently with every spurt, your ass clenches rhythmically, and your prostate pulses deep inside like a needy cunt. The orgasm feels feminine and full-body, lasting far longer than any you’ve had before. Still panting and leaking, you drop to all fours like a bitch in heat. An overwhelming, shameful urge takes control. You lower your face to the floor and begin licking up every drop of your own warm seed. Your tongue drags through the sticky puddles, slurping noisily, savoring the salty-sweet taste as it coats your throat. You moan like a cock-hungry whore the entire time, sucking noisily on the floor while your fat nipples drag against the cold tiles, sending fresh mini-orgasms through your twitching clit-dick. By the time the floor is spotless, your face is flushed and your hole is fluttering with empty need.

Yoga – Bulge Obsession

In yoga class your puffy nipples are rock-hard and clearly visible through your thin tank top, rubbing raw with every movement and leaking tiny drops of clear fluid. The muscular guy next to you drops into a deep lunge, and his massive cock-bulge swings heavily in his shorts like a fat, meaty pendulum. You stare shamelessly at the thick outline of his veiny shaft and heavy balls, mouth watering, imagining dropping right there in front of everyone to nuzzle your face into that fat bulge, sucking the sweaty fabric, begging him to pull it out and skull-fuck your throat until you choke on cum. Your own tiny 2-inch soft dick stays completely limp but drools a steady stream of pre-cum down your thighs, soaking your shorts. Your ass cheeks feel plumper and jigglier as you move, your hole twitching hungrily every time you catch another glimpse of his package.

Breakfast

Breakfast is pure oral degeneracy. You wrap your lips obscenely around the thick, greasy sausage, sucking it deep like a real cock while your tongue swirls around the head. You bob your head shamelessly, hollowing your cheeks, taking it as far as you can until it bumps your throat. Juices run down your chin as you moan quietly. The ripe banana gets even worse—you slide it slowly into your mouth, relaxing your throat and pushing until your lips kiss your hand, face-fucking yourself with the fruit right there at the table. You hold it deep, eyes watering, imagining it’s Dr. Glascock’s fat trans cock pumping thick loads straight into your belly. Your puffy nipples throb painfully the entire time, your pathetic little clit-dick leaking nonstop in your shorts.

Therapy – Verbalizing Your SluttinessIn therapy you confess everything with a shaky, higher-pitched voice: “I came just from squeezing my swollen nipples… then licked every drop of my cum off the floor like a desperate cumslut. I sucked the sausages and throated the banana like they were cocks. I couldn’t stop staring at that guy’s huge bulge—I wanted to worship it.” Your therapist leans in, eyes sparkling. “Describe the taste and texture of your cum in detail. How did it feel sliding down your throat? When you were deepthroating that banana, whose cock were you pretending it was? Did you imagine Dr. Glascock’s thick lady-cock stretching your lips and flooding your stomach?” She makes you describe every filthy sensation until you’re squirming, nipples leaking, and your tiny dick is dripping freely. The confession itself makes you leak even more.

Screentime –

ComplimentsDuring video chat your friends keep staring. “Fuck, you look younger and way slimmer… your face is softer, almost girly. Are you wearing makeup or something?” Their words make your puffy nipples ache and your hole clench. You catch yourself arching your back, pushing your chest out so they can see your obvious nipple erection. Your voice sounds breathy and submissive as you thank them.

Strength Training –

Your training with Jamal is brutal. He has you doing deep squats and hip thrusts, his strong hands gripping and spreading your plumpening ass cheeks to “fix your form.” Every thrust makes your fat ass jiggle obscenely. Your eyes are glued to the massive, heavy bulge in Jamal’s shorts—the thick outline of his superior Black cock makes your mouth water and your tiny dick twitch pathetically. You fantasize about dropping to your knees, pulling those shorts down, and slobbering all over his fat cock and balls like a brainless cumdump. Your nipples leak the entire workout while your hole flutters with the need to be filled.

Medical Exam –

The medical check is humiliatingly arousing. Dr. Stephie Glascock measures you personally. “Penis reduced 33%—only 2 inches soft, 3.3 inches hard. Your former flaccid length is now your full, pathetic erection. Testicles down 50% in volume—tiny and cute now.” She smiles sweetly as she notes your shrinking, sensitive clit-dick and shrunken balls. Your weight is down 10%, with new soft curves on your hips and ass.

As she leans close, her own thick bulge presses against her pants—fat, long, and obviously semi-hard. The petite blonde trans doctor is packing serious meat. Your mouth waters instantly. You imagine falling to your knees, fishing out her fat girl-cock, and sucking it sloppily while she pets your hair and calls you her good little cocksucker.

Hypnotherapy –

ProgrammingHypnotherapy destroys what’s left of your resistance. Deep in trance, swirling spirals and sultry voices program you: You are a cock-addicted little faggot. You live for sucking thick shafts and swallowing cum. You crave big lady-cocks on cute trans women like Dr. Glascock—stretching your throat, flooding your belly, painting your pretty face. Vivid hallucinations play: you on your knees, lips stretched obscenely around fat cocks, cum dripping from your chin while your tiny soft clit leaks uselessly and your puffy nipples spurt. You wake up a dripping, broken mess—hole twitching, nipples throbbing, desperate to suck real dick.

Nighttime in Your Suite –

In your room you’re feral. Your tiny cock refuses to harden properly, staying soft and pathetic no matter what. You pinch, twist, pull, and slap your fat swollen nipples for over twenty minutes, moaning like a bitch in heat. The pleasure is unbearable. When you finally brush your 3.3-inch clit-dick you explode instantly—shooting thick ropes of cum all over your palm and belly while your nipples pulse and your ass clenches rhythmically.

Still horny, you scoop up every drop and eat it greedily, sucking your fingers clean like a cum-starved whore. You keep playing with your puffy nipples, bringing yourself to two more shuddering, nipple-only orgasms that leave you shaking and leaking from your tiny soft dick. All you can think about is dropping to your knees for Dr. Glascock’s fat trans cock, getting your throat used, and swallowing load after load while your useless clit stays soft between your legs.Your body is turning into a dripping, cock-hungry, nipple-cumming femboy slut… and it feels fucking incredible!