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It was 8 o'clock in the morning and the accountant González García, Romualdo for his few friends, insistently rang the bell in the doctor's office. Late last night, the doctor had called him on the phone to inform him that, due to some mistake, the laboratory tests of his mandatory annual medical check-up, the one that the bank of which he was the manager in the town branch required, had been misplaced. and a new checkup should be done. Always respectful of the rules and the law, almost ad nauseam, the paunchy gray-haired man agreed to visit the doctor first thing in the morning the next day, and here he was. Apparently, the doctor had forgotten the appointment or was ignoring him, since he did not respond to the call, which greatly exasperated the circumspect bank manager, whose life had always been an example of narrow-mindedness, demanding **** punctuality, compliance with regulations, **** observation of laws and regulations, even when it would be against their own interests or when it would clearly cause harm to someone from a human point of view. Obviously, so much rigidity did not make him a very loved person, something that his wife suffered since she was a person with social skills, and for him she had never been successful with any attempt at a meeting, agape or event that she had wanted to organize. Fed up, Romualdo was about to leave when the doctor opened the door and greeted him affectionately with a hug. Surprised by the gesture, the manager grimaced in annoyance, but more than at the delay in opening the door, at the invasion of personal space and at the strange dress and mannered and exaggerated gestures of the professional, which he had never noticed until now. If anything about this modern world was offensive to the uptight bank manager, it was the visibility and offensive degree of social acceptance that homosexuality had acquired in this era; such was the accountant's thinking.

Heeding the courteous gesture of the doctor, he entered the office looking at him out of the corner of his eye when he passed by him, not being able to ignore the fitted semi-transparent shirt, the tight white pants, the delicate shoes that seemed more "flat" for women than men's moccasins and the delicate floral scent of her perfume, clearly feminine. The doctor, without any itching, looked at Romualdo's ass as soon as he passed by his side, imagining that he was subduing it and penetrating it, causing him to moan and gasp. He was lucky that the accountant didn't notice anything, since it would have been very awkward to explain. They entered the office and the doctor invited the circumspect older man to sit down, while he served two coffees and placed one in front of the fifty-year-old who looked at him, puzzled. In years of going to his office, the doctor had never even offered him a glass of water. Seeing that the doctor was drinking his coffee calmly and slowly, the accountant did the same, while he was preparing to listen to what the doctor had to say. “I imagine you're wondering why I quoted you. Although I told you what had happened on the phone, you will also wonder why there was such urgency. And judging by your face, I also imagine that you will be intrigued by my clothes, my gestures and my manners, right?” the doctor inquired, before an accountant whose eyes quickly glazed over and who, suddenly, felt that he couldn't even stammer a word. “By now, you may also be wondering why you can't say a word, and why you can't stop looking at me. You also can't explain to yourself why your dick is so hard, or where your desire to suck it comes from, right?", the doctor continued, as he got up from his chair and walked around the desk to face the obese manager who, without taking his eyes off her, maintained an expression of fearful stupor. It didn't take long for the doctor to begin a deep and highly erotic blowjob, which Romualdo greeted with anger, disgust and revulsion at first, but which he quickly replaced with pleasure and intense desire. As the blowjob progressed, the counter was enjoying and wanting more and more. It had been so many years since his dick hadn't been so erect, so alive, so happy. He felt his own orgasm brewing, building, getting ready to explode. When he arrived, an immense pleasure shook him, and he felt how his dick unloaded enormous amounts of milk, as it had not happened for a long time, filling the greedy mouth of the hungry doctor. With a dazed smile, he saw the doctor getting up and approaching his face to kiss him, although he did not notice that the doctor had kept all his milk in his mouth and, when their lips met, he released all the content by pushing it with his tongue, until invading your senses completely. Instead of feeling revulsion, his tongue darted out to taste that enigmatic pleasure, and he was soon moaning as the delicacy moved down his throat. When they broke the kiss, the doctor, looking into his eyes, asked: “do you like it? Do you want to try mine?”, to which the accountant nodded without hesitation. The Mistresses had explained to him that, in cases of men with more influence or men who showed some trace of homosexuality, he would use this technique of giving them his own milk to speed up the transformation. In this way, the influential would help more quickly in the harvest of the men of the town and, if there were any in the area, the homosexuals would also be transformed more quickly, in order to immediately begin to serve in the brothel, already as whores. As he sucked, the counter's skill increased, keeping pace with the doctor's moans and arousal. At a certain moment, the doctor began his task of giving him instructions, just as he had been programmed: “come on, suck my dick well, little bitch. Enjoy it. I felt how you like it more and more. You can no longer live without cock. You can't resist. After I'm done with you, you're going to go to the new brothel, and when you go back to the bank, you're going to be a total fucker, very hungry for cock. When you leave here, on your way to the brothel, send a message to your employees to come see me today, one by one. For tomorrow in your bank they have to be all putos, like you. Did you understand? The accountant nodded without even letting go of the dick, which was becoming more and more irresistible to him. Inside him, the hunger and desire for milk became more and more unbearable. When the doctor cummed in his mouth, the accountant was already completely slutty, **** to get dicks, either by mouth or in the ass.

The obese manager said goodbye to the doctor with a deep tongue kiss, in which, surprisingly, he enjoyed tasting the remains of their milk, since, imperceptibly for him, minimal physical changes were taking place, the first being them the exponential increase in the ability of their papillae to sense the taste of milk. Leaving the office, he ran into Norberto, the doctor's nurse and assistant, who had just arrived to start his tasks, and who looked at him strangely, since the doctor did not usually start seeing his patients so early, and who also did not I had called him to ask him to come earlier. The young man looked at the accountant and then looked intrigued at the doctor, who told him, smiling: "Come in to the office and I'll explain it to you, sweetheart." The boy was surprised that he called him that, but shrugging his shoulders, he entered the office and sat in front of his boss's desk. The accountant, on his way to his car, sent a text message to the two young bank employees, ordering them to appear that same day, one by one, at the doctor's office, repeating the excuse the doctor had given him. himself to **** his visit. Immediately, and without waiting for an answer, he left for the brothel on the outskirts of town.

Norberto entered the brothel still confused. His boss, the doctor, had just sucked his dick exceptionally, and had suggested he come to this place. He didn't know why, but he obeyed him. The black man at the door, huge and imposing, parted a curtain for him and ushered him through. The music pounded, ominous, piercing his ears and making his senses numb, cut off from the surrounding reality. His brain slowed down, as if he were trying to walk in a pool of viscous pink liquid, with an irresistible perfume, that made everything softer, slower, more pleasant. The darkness of the place was only interrupted by the light generated by various screens located on the walls no more than 2 or 3 meters apart. In them, various videos where beautiful women with cocks fucked all kinds of men, who accepted with great pleasure the penetrations they were subjected to, competed lustfully for the attention of their eyes.

He walked slowly, with great difficulty in focusing on his thoughts, towards the brightest area of ​​the room and, upon arrival, he could see two beautiful redheads, with voluptuous bodies, thin long legs that ended in wide hips and minimal waists, dressed in tiny bikinis of sequins, one red and the other black. Seeing them closely, he realized that they were twins with skin as white as the moon and freckles as red as blood, with long hair of burning fire. His brain had a hard time concentrating to associate the ideas, but finally, he could recognize the girls' faces by their features, although they were far from the ones he knew. "Anthony? Octavian? Is that you?” the young doctor's assistant asked doubtfully. The two girls looked at each other and laughed playfully, while one of them already took the boy by the arm and rested her tits on her chest. Norberto looked into her eyes and immediately looked down at the huge, warm and firm tits that the girl supported him, while the other redhead not only supported her tits from the other side, but with a playful hand caressed his fly, that already allowed to perceive a completely erect dick. Smiling mischievously he began with intense caresses, in one of which he opened the zipper and in a deft movement extracted the thick piece of meat. “Do you think that with these bodies we are still those two you named? You are right that we once were, but now we are Desirée and Alondra, and we are here to give you pleasure and make you enjoy. Do you want to enjoy with us? Do you want us to do to you what they never did to you in your life? Give yourself to us and you will see what it is to feel **** pleasure, ”said the one to the right of her. Seeing her, he noticed that, unlike the other, he was wearing a strange black leather collar around her neck, with studs and a small plate with an inscription, but because of the dim lighting he couldn't read. The girl, seeing her interest, increased her curiosity, provoking him, and whispered: "If you let me suck your dick, I'll show you what the little chap says, will you?" Norberto didn't hesitate and nodded, seeing how she didn't expect her answer and knelt in front of him, putting her hard member in her mouth. The other girl kissed him passionately, and he let that warm tongue invade his mouth, more and more aggressively, until, breaking the kiss, he took his hand and, turning to the other girl, said: “wait, little sister , let's take him to a room, I want to take him." Norberto looked at her strangely, but he imagined that she was referring to getting on her dick and riding him. He did not suspect that her intention was not that, nor what she expected. Desiree, the one who sucked his dick, released him and, taking him by the other hand, began to walk towards the curtain that separated the living room from the intimate area.

The boy allowed himself to be led by both women to a spacious room with a huge bed with red satin sheets and dim colored lights that, together with the color of the walls and the combination of thick and heavy carpets and curtains, set an atmosphere of sex. lustful and fiery. “Did you want to know what the little cap says? Read,” Desirée ordered, bringing her fingers closer to Norberto's face. Desirée-Tania's Whore, could be clearly read on her necklace. The boy looked at her, surprised, not understanding what that meant, while he noticed that the other whore took off his clothes, and in a quick movement resumed the blowjob that her sister had started in the living room. His brain was trying to get out of that delicious torpor that enveloped him, that dyed all his thoughts a delicate shade of pink, that made him feel delicate too, but the pleasure he experienced made him sink deeper and deeper, wishing that sensation were more. intense, deeper, more permanent. “Tania is my Mistress, and Marianne is her Mistress and of us, as soon she will be yours too. It's just a matter of you realizing that you're a whore like us and accepting that your destiny is going to be to end up working as a whore in this brothel, like us. Get ready because now my little sister is going to fuck you, and in the meantime you're going to suck me off, and then we're going to take turns doing the same thing to you until you're a very effeminate bitch, and you can work with the doctor by sending us all the men of the town to make them whores like us”. Norberto did not understand anything, but he was more and more lost in the pleasure that he was experiencing.

He didn't notice that the other girl had stopped sucking him and had stood behind him, kissing his neck and nape, while lining up a thick cock with her buttocks. The pain in his ass was so intense that he made him let out a deep cry, and weaken his muscles for a second, allowing the other to **** him to bend at the waist to face another hard cock that was offered to him. . The pink cloud dissipated for a second and he tried to resist, closing his mouth, but the piece of meat that violently pumped his ass made him scream again, a moment that Desirée took advantage of to plunge her dick into his mouth, and start pumping him too. for that end. As soon as he tasted the precum flowing from the necklace girl, the pink cloud returned to flood his brain with much more **** than before, coloring his thoughts, his desires, his personality, and made all his resistance cease. . Just a few seconds later, he had only moans of pleasure and more and more enthusiasm for the two dicks that fucked him, improving every moment his movements and actions. When the girls finished inside him, in both orifices, Norberto felt completely slutty, eager for dicks and males, looking for pleasure only in being fucked. As soon as they came out of him, the boy felt empty, abandoned, anguished and a different hunger than he had ever felt took hold of him, so he implored the girls to change positions and pick him up again.

They stayed like that for long hours, in which the boy was noticeably modifying his behavior until, when he returned to the room, he walked, moved, spoke and gesticulated in a completely effeminate way and was wearing only a tiny thong that one of the girls had given him. He then paced the room, trying to get one of the few males there to fuck him to ****.