This is the Mansion Calling

"Hey," Cj said. You didn't know who it was at first. "I've been trying to reach you. Rosa tried to reach you."

"Who is this?" you asked.

"CJ," he said, "Listen..."

He paused. It was long enough for you to worry about whether he'd realized you'd been writing about him and you secretly online. The time as Rainbow had affected you so much you kept writing and rewriting the scenario and the set up over and over obsessively.

In one of the better ones, you had written that he had showed up at your front door out of the blue:

He knocked and said, "Well come on, let me in." You noticed that he was wearing a trench coat and nothing underneath it.

"Why are you wearing that?" you asked. He responded by flashing you: he was wearing a woman's red teddy, the one-piece looking like a v- making his breasts look like tits. Between his legs, where the fabric folded, you could see that against his pale white skin he had a large black cock.

"Why do you have a black dick?" you asked.

"Are you gonna let me in?" he asked.

You hesitated and then opened the door. He grabbed you, pulled you into a kiss. You were disarmed, but could feel his hands tugging yours, urging yours to probe his body. To brush against his nipples. To slowly grab and start jerking his dick. To kneel down in front of him until you remembered you don't like him at all.

"What if my parents hear?" you asked.

"Don't worry about that," he said. And then he looked you in the eyes and said "I know."

"What do you mean, you know?"

"Open your mouth like a good girl," he said, as you were on your knees looking up at him. He slapped his cock against your mouth and you started salivating. "I know you want them to hear and that's why I knew I could come here like this."

"What do you me--"you started to say, when his cock slipped into your mouth. Your mind went blank and you focused on the feeling of his shaft sliding in and out of your mouth.

"I've read them all," he said. "Every single one of your stories. I know that in Rosa's mansion, you had a whole life with me as Rainbow. That you wished you were her.... that you were jealous she could get pregnant and you couldn't.... all of it. You really don't hide anything very well, you know that?"

He could have said anything at that moment. All you wanted was to make him cum, to feel more than the leak already dribbling onto your tongue. Then you felt money on the ground next to you. Lots of it. You glanced over and saw numerous hundred dollar bills.

"I want to own you," he said. "And I will pay for anything at all we can cook up."

And then another, distinct, recognizable voice said, "Open your eyes, fag."

You did so and you found you were not sucking JC*'s dick, but what appeared to be Mona*, your ex-fiance's mother. She was standing in an all white church dress with a slit down the side, out of which poked a large white penis. In Mona's voice, JC said "I already bought your parents. They can come out now."

Your mom and dad appeared behind him/her. Mom in her usual conservative everyday outfit, dad wearing nothing: you noticed that between his legs was also nothing.

"That's right," JC said, "I paid them to let me do this. Your dad now has Mona's vagina."

The rest of the text went on like that, with multiple variations. Dad and you dressing up and swapping parts, Llora and Rosa becoming receptacles for your fantasies, even Rainbow and you as the only people with vaginas in a room where everyone you knew, including the people from the bar, took turns using their cocks on you.
All of this flashed through your mind as you listened.
"Actually, maybe it's better if we meet," he said. "Where?"
You named the bar and he agreed.

*JC was your not very clever cipher for CJ and Mona was your name for Llora.