Making a Breeder...

You slipped out of bed and after making sure that Monica was still asleep, you quietly put on your pants and slippers before quietly moving from your room. It was a moonlit night and everything was pretty dark and calm as you wandered down the stairway until you reached the bottom floor. It was another 5 minutes until you reached the reception desk where the on-call manager spotted you coming in and smiled. "Welcome sir, can I help you?"

"Jenkins, he will be checking out in the morning and relocating to my room. You can have his clothes and other personal effects destroyed. He won't be needing them."

The manager nodded without question and afterwards, slid him the room key. "Anything else, sir?"

"I'll be back later."

You turned and walked up the opposite stairs and went down the hall, managing to open and step into Jenkins' room. It was a lot smaller than yours, a pity for that woman to put up with on an otherwise romantic getaway, and you stepped to the bedroom. There, on his back, was Jenkins, or the man that was formerly Jenkins. Could you call him a man, though? You weren't sure where the line was exactly but you didn't care. You could see the night sweats pouring off his body and he was fretfully asleep. The changes that were going through his body was much more pronounced than with Monica, seeing as she had weeks whereas he had hours to adjust and acclimate.

"You poor bastard," you spat out quietly before you walked over to his bedside and with a deliberate lack of unnatural clarity, you picked up a clean cup and undid your pants. You were inches from his face as you jerked off into the cup, making sure that his nose was breathing in the scent your body was giving off. You could tell he was aware of your scent as his face suddenly tightened up and his body shook slightly. A very masculine moan escaped his lips as his body shifted in bed. You came several times before you were done and slowly you dipped your fingers into your cum, making sure that they were coated with it.

It was a simple matter then to reach down and gently pry his legs open and you traced his lips with your finger tips, coating them with your semen and causing him to shake a bit more, his body readily absorbing your semen. You brushed against the tip of his clit and caused him to instantly shudder and cum for you, his pussy becoming more and more lubricated and the smell of a woman in heat emerged in the room.

"Oh my...looks like you like being finger fucked, don't you," you whispered as you looked down at his body and immediately noticed that it was a shade darker already. "Don't you worry, pet, I'll make sure you get all nice and lubed up." You continued to dip your fingers into the cup and then took turns finger fucking Mr. Jenkins, paying extra attention to coat the entire inner linings of his vagina and reaching in and, for good measure, fingering his G-Spot. You laughed a bit as Mr. Jenkins' body reacted to your touch and he apparently had a hair-trigger, cumming several times from your three fingers alone. By the time the last of the cum was inside him, you had lost count of the total times that you brought the man to orgasm and he, for his part, slumped back down onto the bed, never having broken the sleep from the **** up drinks the waiter had been feeding him all night.

You wiped your fingers on his lips and you leaned forward. "Your body is very fertile and you will want to carry my babies. Your only purpose in life is to breed and you will bear my children. You can't bear the thought of not having my kids and you will do anything, listen to everything I say, from now on to become a perfect breeder for me."

"I will breed..." he muttered in his sleep.

"Yes, you feel your ovaries and uterus becoming more and more adapted, you feel a yearning to be with me. You aren't a man anymore, you never were a man. You are a woman, you are my woman, and you will be my woman from now on." You leaned down and tweaked his clit ever so slightly and caused him to cum again. "Tomorrow, I want to see you with nice tits, you know, tits that can feed babies and be sucked on by me. You will grow them to E-cups."

"E-Cups..."

You smacked her on the head. "See you in the morning, pet."