She gives a taste test

Cindy's skin felt like it was on fire. The bimbo fuckdoll couldn't take her eyes off of that complete hunk in front of her, especially not that colossal, all-powerful, irresistible fuckmeat that he was now sporting. It was calling to her; there was no other way to describe it. She found herself helpless against its magnetic pull, crawling inexorably toward that prime bitch-tamer, flaunting her fat asscheeks as she went. Her eyes dilated when Jake's weapon of pussy-destruction spurted a huge load of precum onto his barrel chest. There was more than a lesser man's entire load of that clear liquid leaking from his bulbous tip, trailing down his perfectly sculpted torso and onto his churning nuts. And Cindy's eyes traced every second of the liquid's journey down his perfect body.

The blonde vixen's own juices were flowing with equal intensity from her hungry pussy. This 11/10 curvaceous maneater who had been chased by pornstars, actors, and models finally found herself being the one helpless against a man's raw sexual energy. She had finally created a man worthy of her ultra hourglass body and ravenous sexual appetite. This sex goddess could snag a loyal husband from his wife with one flash of her overendowed chest, she could snap her fingers and get a gangbang from an entire football team, she could make millions by filming exclusive content with a rich celebrity fawning over her jiggling heart-shaped rear. But all these ventures soon bored Cindy for the same reason: none of these so-called men could hope to give her the bed-breaking, primal fucking she deserved.

Her friends had called her crazy for claiming that 12 inches was barely enough for her--and maybe she was a bit crazy. But now she had a 22 inch monster cock in her clutches to show for her dedication. Of course she was going to savor every last one of those inches! As she finally neared the newly-created god lying bound by the operating table, she pressed her flawless face into his hefty cumtanks, taking in the sheer masculine aroma he exuded. His scent caused her whole body to shudder; this man or beast or whatever she had created was better than any **** she had taken.

Her tongue then began to play with Jake's ginormous balls, causing him to moan appreciatively in spite of his predicament. Cindy noticed that those cumtanks almost even rivalled her tits in size, sending another shudder through her body. She brought her bee-stung red lips to suck on as much of those balls as she could fit in her mouth, savoring the taste of Jake's precum that had dripped onto his sack. The flavor was somehow as intoxicating as the smell, and this bombshell felt something else she had never felt before: desperation. A desperation to taste more, straight from the source in fact. So her tongue made its way slowly up his body, feeling every crevice of his powerful abs, his mighty chest, and at last, his fat cockhead, all while Jake was bound and unable to do anything as he processed the new body he had been graced with.

Cindy's breath was bated now. In the process of licking up the body of her living sex toy, she had climbed onto the table with her bound muscle god. The vixen looked him straight in the eyes, smirking delightfully. "You're so lucky, you know. Do you want to guess how much losers pay to get me to even come near them? But you've got me worshipping your body like a total slut. Cuz holy shit, how could I not? I've made you, like, so fucking perfect! You're welcome," she giggled insufferably. The sheer arrogance of this bitch made Jake's blood boil. She may have had a body of every man's fantasy come to life, but that didn't make him forget that she had **** a life-threatening operation on him against his will. And now she had the gall to act as if he should be grateful!

Jake looked back at her coldly, in a way that ever so briefly made Cindy fear if she were truly in control. "You better start **** on my cock if you want it so bad," he stated with bitter resentment. His former panic had subsided; he felt the power of his new body coursing through his veins, and that had begun to make subtle tweaks to his personality too. There was a capacity for dominance bubbling within him, and only the confining chains were keeping it at bay... for now.

But the fear that briefly washed over Cindy was gone as soon as it had appeared. A spoiled billionaire, she could hardly imagine anything not going her way. So she simply flashed a haughty smile and responded, "Maybe I will, stud." Flashing him a wink, she widened her jaw as far as it would go, and went to work.