Arrival

Luke was curled up in the small trunk for close to an hour. She couldn’t move and it was hard to think. She knew it was the X-change she’d been given. It must be fairly **** stuff. The car she was in stopped bouncing and came to its destination. The trunk was lifted and moved and carried down stairs.

There was the unhasping sound of locks and her small prison was opened. Luke climbed out as whoever had opened her trunk looked the door on her cage. She was someplace underground. Chain mesh cages lined a corridor. She stared at the other cage occupants. There were about eight girls, all naked and collared. Pretty, curvaceous things.

She looked at herself and realised she was swimming in her too big clothes. Curiously she unbuttoned her too large shirt to expose her new breasts. Round and huge with big fat nipples. They filled her view. She held out her pants and looked within. Her cock was gone, replaced with a female sex. She curiously reached in and touched it then gasped. “Oh... my.” She found herself unable to stop as she started to play with herself in earnest. In a moment her pants were around her ankles and her shirt was discarded as one hand fondled her new and oh too sensitive breasts and the other frigged her clit and pussy furiously. And then she was coming. A gasping. Moaning. Tiny slut. Mindlessly masturbating.

Her cage was opened and her clothes were removed and taken. She was left with a collar. “Put this on slut...”