Puta forever?

“Holy shit Bree. You are such a nympho…!” Ivy’s voice cut through the post-orgasmic haze, her smug chuckle echoing through the car’s interior. You manage to slide yourself up and off the still vibrating gear shift, panting and sweaty. The leather is sticky with your juices. “And kinky and resourceful…”

You lean back into the passenger seat, your heart hammering in your chest. “What are you doing here?” You ask again, trying to catch your breath and compose yourself.

Ivy's smile widens, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “I could say I’ve been looking for you. I couldnt sleep last night thinking about you. I came to see you. I wanted to make you cum more and trap you as a woman for longer… you deserve it…”

Your cheeks burn with a mix of pleasure and shock. You knew she had feelings for you, but this was bold even for her. You swallowed hard, trying to gather your thoughts as your heartbeat gradually returned to normal. “What do you mean?”

“This is my kink. Dominating chauvinistic men on X-Change and your situation was too good to pass up. You’re normally a confident and self absorbed asshat. Womanising, philandering and treating woman like shit. The girls at The Broken Drum talk and they’re not fans. I figure the longer you're trapped as a submissive slut by me, the better it is for women in general. It’s my civic duty to keep you without a cock to be honest. Plus I enjoy fucking with you…”

You stare at her, your mind racing. “What the fuck, Ivy? This isn’t funny!”

“No. But it’s sexy ws fuck,” her hand reached out between your legs. Fondling your sensitive flesh, her thumb sliding along your still wet slit. “But I have a proposition for you. I know a way to make this permanent. Would you like that?”

“Get… fucked…” you groan.

“I have a black market plus pill here. Just for you. It’ll make sure you stay as Bree, forever.” Ivy holds up a small pink pill, her eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and challenge. "You want it, dont you?”

Her words hit you like a sledgehammer. The reality of what she’s suggesting sends a chill down your spine, but also a strange thrill. The thought of never being able to return to Bruce’s old life, to a male body, is terrifying. But at the same time, there’s something undeniably alluring about the power dynamics playing out before you. You're torn between the fear of the unknown and the tantalizing taste of submission you've just experienced.

Ivy's thumb continues to stroke your folds, her eyes never leaving yours. You can feel the moisture building again, betraying your body's response to her dominance. The decision weighs heavy on your mind as you bite your bottom lip, considering the pill in her hand. You are sorely tempted.

"But why?" you manage to ask, your voice a mix of anger and confusion. "What could you possibly get out of this?"

“A rich, horny sub, under my thumb… you have been listening haven't you? … win win…” she said as she played with you. It was so hard to think straight when you were this horny. You wanted to be fucked as a woman. The stress of the resistance pill. You wanted it to be over so you could just suck and fuck like a dirty slut… right?!