Cock-loving faggot

The change happened before Jim could realize what it meant. He just stood staring at Robing and her big cock. He wished he had a cock like that. He knew he would as soon as he got that ring back. But more than that, he wanted that cock right now.

Robin spoke again. "Well come on baby, I know you want it." Jim fell to his knees and and leaned toward the object of his lust. In his fabricated life history, he had never been with a tranny, but he loved all cocks, and this one was very special. Robin stepped forward and placed her hand at the back of Jim's neck.

He didn't need to be told twice. Jim quickly grabbed the long pole and fed it into his dripping mouth. Robin squealed, and Jim moaned. The futa girl pushed, and then felt her big cockhead slip down his throat.

Both Jim and Robin were in ecstasy. Both were experiencing something they had many memories of, but had never actually done. The fabricated memories were somewhat dole, and both boy and futa were surprised by how good the fellatio felt. Before long Robin had grabbed both sides of Jim's head was fucking his skull with long, powerful strokes. Jim's fabricated experience told him how to breathe and how to tickle the bottom of her fuckstick with his tongue as it slid in and out of his throat.

This attention had its desired affect, and the newly transformed futa began spraying Jim's throat with seed. The boy quickly pulled back and caught the next few squirts on his face.

They both paused for a moment, panting and smiling at each other, before Robin spoke, "Jim...