Allison goes to Julian

Allison almost ran away after she knocked on Julian's door, only the aching need in her abdomen kept her stationary. She went to Cindi's door first, if nothing else to talk her down from the ledge but maybe for more... But Cindi wasn't in her room and Allison didn't feel like wandering around the ship when she was this horny. Which meant the only valid option was Julian. Regardless of how annoyed she was with him, for the moment he was still her boyfriend and still a great lay. Just what she needed.

There was some grumbling and the sound of rustling clothes, Allison wondered how sturdy the ship really was if she could hear it through the metal door, before the door opened and Julian crossed his arms at her, "Back to bite my head off again?"

Anger almost made her turn around. Almost.

"Julian... I..." She closed the distance and stood on her toes to kiss him, not as put off by his older avatar as she expected to be. He staggered back and she followed him into the room, "W-what the hell are you doing Al?!"

Allison flinched a little when he dropped the 'i' from 'Ali' but her arousal didn't let her take the offense she wanted, "Please Jules... I've been so horny since I got out of that chamber, I need this so bad right now, please..." She was rambling and she knew it but she was too **** to stop, her hands unzipping her already loose jumpsuit.

Julian was breathing heavily, obviously affected by her wanton display, "I-I... Al, we're not ourselves, I can't do something with a..." The jumpsuit sloughed off of her shoulders and she stepped out of it, revealing her petite, hairless form.

"I'm still me Jules, I'm still a girl! This body is girly too... and sooo needy... I'll be bottom for anything you want. Please, Jules. Fuck me!" She could see his hardness bulging through his jumpsuit, already large enough to make her quiver with anticipation. She was acting so slutty but she didn't care, she needed this.

Julian shook slightly, licking his lips as he stared at her feminine body. His eyes rested on her cock, small and un-darkened as though it had been bleached but still hard and leaking a droplet of pinkish pre. She ran a hand down her front, tucking the offending member between her legs, "It's the only thing thats different Jules, c'mon, you wanna fuck me don't you?"

Allison whimpered as her boyfriend growled and reached for her, stepping into his grasp and immediately setting to work on his clothes. His shirt was off in an instant, revealing hard muscles and rugged scars that made her weak at the knees as she ran her hands over them. She knelt and undid the clasp of his pants and his immense cock sprung free from its confines, slapping her cheek and making her gasp. It smelled... good? She groaned as her body rewarded her acquiescence with shivers of pleasure running up and down her spine, her little cock jumping needily.

"Fuuuck... I haven't even touched it yet!"

"Get on it then!" Julian roughly grabbed her hair, making her cry out, but restrained himself from mashing her face into it. Not that she would have minded, she wished he'd pull her hair more... fuck, what was wrong with her?

She'd given Julian blowjobs before but she'd mostly done it as a way of holding power over him or less frequently as a reward. She'd never wanted to be the submissive before but now...

Her tongue slipped from her parted lips, tasting the dark meaty length and shuddering.

"How does it taste slut?" She shivered even more, moaning wantonly at the degredation, "Salty... and tasty..." She started covering his shaft in licks, like a popsicle, leaning in to start at its base and work her way up. He grunted as she reached his head, grip tightening on her hair, "Oh fuck Al... you been practicing on a dildo?" She blushed and kissed his head, slipping her lips over it as the taste of pre reached her tongue. Her tongue ran along the veiny, pulsing rod as she began slowly bobbing her head, delighting in the heat of his cock pressing through her lips.

Cindi danced from foot to foot as she watched the analysis complete. God she was so fucking horny... but she had to know. Had to know what the Feminizing Ultra Korjax Cream was (She'd christened the mysterious pink fluid FUKC-1). She was willfully not thinking about analyzing her own physical changes. Whatever obsessive compulsion that made her prioritize knowledge over getting off would surely never let her rest if she let it go out of control.

She poured over the results as they appeared on the screen, "Complex viral subunits in a hormonal protein bath... fascinating..." She unzipped her suit and allowed her ballooned breasts to pop free, a hand rising to maul them as she continued scrolling through the data. "Oh... Endocrine enhancers to... Mnnn.... propagate the change...!" She turned on the autoscroll and pulled up a seat, her other hand sliding her suit down to expose her crotch. Her faux-cock slid free of its hood, stretching the sensitive skin and making her head swim as blood filled it to capacity.

"Oh Gooood! Organic nanomachines... present in the... Fuck!" She began gently but firmly jerking her sensitive rod, it wasn't quite as hard as a real cock and flopped around like a particularly soft dildo. "Don't think about why, don't think about why, don't think.... about.... whyyyeeee!" Her pussy clenched and her faux-cock spasmed, her orgasm making her expanded flesh quiver. She almost stopped, accepting the glorious release for what it was, but then she gave her clit one last stroke and found it quite ready to send her into a second orgasm.

"OOOOOHmigod! YES! YES! YES!"

"Ga... fuckin' tease!" Julian's grip tightened and he held Allison's head firmly in place as his hips began thrusting. At first she loved it, something about the situation; being used by her such a big strong man while she was so **** made her eyes roll in pleasure. She turned her head this way and that, letting his cock bulge out her cheeks obscenely. Then his other hand came down and straightened her head, his thrusts deepening as he reached her throat and made her gag.

She'd never deep throated anything before, the idea was always frightening to her, and she'd never let any of her boyfriends hold her so powerlessly. The entrance to her throat was taking a battering and she swallowed reflexively to try and clear the discomfort. Julian, fast approaching his peak, didn't slow in the slightest. The result was his enormous, thick schlong sinking down her unprotected throat and her nose coming to rest in his pubes.

"OOH... Fuck! Yes!" He held her mouth there, thoroughly impaled on his cock, and Allison began to panic. What was she doing? She was sucking off her probably soon-to-be-ex, letting him facefuck her at will. She tried to raise her arms to push him off, give him a signal, something! But she couldn't move: she was frozen. She began to shake, fear blocking out every conscious movement. She'd been mid-breath when he'd pushed in and her panic brought her to asphyxiation faster than normal; spots danced in front of her eyes as her lungs fought for air and her throat rippled pathetically along his length.

He grunted and ground her face forward, mashing her nose into his belly and slapping his balls against her chin. She felt the super hot rod pulse and a smooth warmth bloomed in her throat, running down into her stomach as her body convulsed around it. As her vision began to darken, her own cock twitched and erupted a surprising amount of light pink cum over her front.

"Shit..." Julian pulled her off his cock, letting her fall gasping on her side, "That was fucking amazing Al! You're the best cocksucker I ever had!"

She dimly registered the praise but she couldn't seem to think properly, a confusing blend of lust and fear swirling around until she caught her breath and her muscles began to unlock. She twitched, spastically getting to her feet. Julian sat on one of the benches, smiling lackadaisically at her, totally oblivious to her alarm. She tried to say something and coughed, turning and walking out the door without another word. Now that her lust was satiated she had nothing to suppress the shame of what she'd just done.

Julian only caught on after she'd left the room, calling after her before the door shut, "Al? You alright?"