Seduction

Strutting confidently, trying to get used to her new body weight, she swayed her hips with every step sensually. Occasionally she would put too much **** into her strut and lose balance, but the blonde was determined. She could hear her man around the corner cursing. God she didn't know how but she could smell him from here, such a strong and distinct musk that made her chest flutter. Cammy thought about how she had never been so wet in her life before giggling realizing how silly of a thought that was. She knew Roman well enough to know her holes wouldn't be empty for long, and knew exactly how to get what she wanted from him. His voice carried into the hall, "What did that dumb ass fucking nerd do to this thing? Where's my code?! I'm going to get his ass kicked onto the street for this!"

"Mhmm, did I hear you say something about being hard on an ass?" her coy feminine voice rang into the room, her half naked body leaning proactively against the door frame eyeing his body up while he did the same to you.

Pure confusion hit the hunk, but she wasn't surprised. The man was a hell of a sex machine but he was close enough to idiot status. "I mean I don't know who you are but I'd love to take you up on that offer. What department do you work in? I don't think I've seen you before...not that I mind."

Cammy went over the top with a flirtatious giggle, a dirty smirk hitting her face, "I don't think I offered anything. Just asked for clarification Mister..." Her heart was beating rapidly, her chest flushed. She was playing him like an instrument. Lightly poking holes in his smooth, ladies man façade. She needed him to begin to overcompensate. The blonde wanted to be ravaged not just fucked.

He frowned for just a second before laughing back, "You can call me Roman. So you mean to tell me you just waltzed in here without any pants and asked a loaded question and all that wasn't an offer of some sort? Come on! I can smell you from here." He wasn't wrong, her arousal was thick in the lab and her hips poked out from under her shirt, teasing the edges of her bikini bottoms. Cammy panicked, she never tried to seduce a guy before and was really banking on getting him worked up until he became a crazed animal. "What's your name, sexy?"

The blonde looked to the machine and gave him a knowing smile, "Cammy...so Roman? Like the conquerors?"

The man's eyes were on her perky tits straining the top of her stolen green shirt as he slowly approached, eventually looking into her eyes and giving the most smoldering look she had ever seen, "Guess you'll have to find out. Ca-" His eyes widened and he paused. Cammy felt a jolt of anxiety. Shit! He found out! How would he react? "Oh damn...no way! You're...."

The blonde gave him a pleading look, "Only one way to find out..." Cammy bit her lip and pushed her chest out.

Roman pushed back his hair and sighed, "Whoa damn. You...you became hot as fuck. Shit!" She nodded, her eyes half lidded in lust. "Like really hot. But the code. It turned you into a girl...so augmentation meant giving you a fit as hell body but nothing crazy out- shit okay no that ass is damn fine!" Cammy had turned slightly trying to look for anything to help her seduction giving him a peek at her ample bottom. "So how about the other stuff. Like shouldn't you be submissive as hell?" Cammy tried to nod but without warning a hard slap nearly sent her flying off her feet, her face burning from the contact. However she felt herself calmly regain her balance and stand staring at him, ignoring the pain screaming at her. He clearly saw the lack of fear, anger or any sign of disapproval and gasped again. His hands rose again and Cammy fought her instincts, she didn't want to flinch for her man. Whatever he wanted to do, she was game. His rough hands groped her perky D cup tits, squeezing them and crushing them in his hands. Cammy was so pent up and finally feeling his touch she moaned in relief. "These are mine!"

Cammy looked up at him still with half lidded eyes, "It's all yours. And so much more can be....uuughh...yours too." He was not relenting, her stolen shirt loudly tore between her breasts letting the cold air tease her nipples.

Roman smiled, his hands leaving her chest only to grasp her curvy ass and pull her into him. Instinctively she began rubbing herself against him while enjoying his possessive squeezing. It felt so right. Being in his sexual possessive grasp. Perfection. His voice returned her to reality, "Like what?"

"Hmmm?" She looked at him dreamily, enjoying his rough massage on her cheeks. Her shirt trailed up to her lower back.

"You said 'so much more', so what you offering? What does my slutty little loser want to offer me to win my approval?"

Damn. Here she was trying to edge him into a frenzy and he said the easiest thing to break her. Horny anxiety tore through her, disabling any rational thought. She needed to win his approval, she desperately needed to please him. To be his! What did she have that he would want? Nice perky tits? He claimed those. A big toned ass? That was currently in his possession. A drooling hungry pussy? Sure but she was pretty sure they both knew he could claim that with barely any effort. Cammy was a sex addicted horny slut deep to her core. The only other thing she had was her brain and her old life. Some good money, a decent house and a hot wife...

"Your code!" Cammy giggled jumping against him in excitement.

"What about it? I have it saved on my phone."

The blonde snuck her hand between them, breathing in suddenly when her hand felt his hard on through his pants. "Yeah. But what if you want to change something? Or make it better? Maybe you want someone to have a specific fetish, or style, or maybe you want them to slowly turn. Fighting their urges until they admit defeat to your irresistible self." An idea sent a shudder through her spine, "What if I could make it so you didn't have to bring a girl here to get changed by the machine?" She smiled, "I've always been your brains, Roman. You still need that to make sure you don't slip up. Take me and I will be your horny little slut advisor. And I have a little surprise for you if you do."

His hands stopped and rested on her ass while he looked at her in mock thought. Regardless she looked back at him with a bluntly submissive stare. There was nothing in this world she could compare her loyalty to. She truly would do anything for the cock in her grasp. Impressed Cameron nodded, "Don't like how my bitch hinted she thinks she's smarter than I am, but you got good points." *slap* She moaned feeling a firm slap on her augmented rear. Fire burned in her eyes. "Suck my dick while I think on what we should do." Her half torn shirt was hanging off a nearby chair, while she sat on her knees eagerly stuffing her face before she even realized it. "Damn! New Cammy is a bit cock hungry isn't she?!"

The blonde's eyes rolled back while she laughed around the meat stick in her mouth. God it felt so amazing to worship him! Did she just secretly promise to give him her wife and love of her life before worshiping his dick like a cock crazed whore? She felt her pussy drip and her laughter coming out muffled once again at the thought. Hell yeah she did! Roman was all the love in her life she needed. Why wouldn't she share this hunk? He looked down at her and moaned at her ****, admiring her sexy body in nothing but her light bikini bottoms. Her long eyelashed eyes looked up at him, accented by wing tipped make up and smoky eyes. She saw a frown and was confused, worried perhaps she wasn't doing well enough. The blonde loved sucking cock and it felt so natural but she didn't have a ton of experience to go back on to truly be confident. Doubling down she felt herself **** before she felt his warm rod tense in her mouth. Suddenly load after load entered her mouth, fully cutting off the air. The blonde desperately tried to hold her breath, she didn't want to be a spitter in front of the man of her dreams but her body took over. Cum flew from her mouth onto her breasts and the floor before her while she wheezed and gasped for air. "Sorry....I'm so sorry!" she found herself panting.

Roman shrugged at her, "Practice makes perfect I guess, slut. So time to prove you still have that nerdy ass brain of yours. What ideas do you have?"