You have no choice, you can’t change again

Billy push wasn’t hard, but it was firm on your dainty shoulders and you soon found yourself on your knees looking at the bulge in the pants of the kid that has idolized you since he joining the Hellhounds.

You tried desperately to think of a way out of this, but you knew that you had no alternative if you wanted you old body back.

Your shaking hands and long fingernails struggled with the belt and zipper, but the struggle was not nearly as long as you hoped it would be.

Soon Billy’s massive cock was right before your eyes. You grabbed on to his legs, took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and wrapped your lips around it.

You felt your eyes started to tear up as you started sucking on his dick. You guess your sucking wasn’t to Billy’s satisfaction, as he put a firm hand behind your head and began to push you back-and-forth at an accelerated rate.

His cock got deeper and deeper in your throat till you felt like you were going to gag. You also felt your breasts going jiggling along with your movements.

You now knew you had tears going down your checks. Which was another insult because guys like you don’t cry.

Finally he came, and your mouth, face, and new breasts were covered in cum.

Billy began to get redressed as you embarrassingly began to clean the sticky substance off of yourself. You notice that now you can’t even look up at him.

“You not bad babe. You need a little more experience, but by the end of weekend I’ll make sure you’ll be a blow pro.” Billy laughs as he gives you a hand to help you to your feet.

This chapter was added by Lanerd at Writing.com