And further...

Becky unbuckled his pants and removed his cock. He gripped it, impressed by its girth and length. Ashley look beck at his member and her eyes fixated upon it. She wanted it inside her. She wanted her master to take her. Master her. But a small part of Chris feared where this would ultimately lead. This was too pleasurable. Too addictive. And the female submissive male dominant roles were coming too easily to them. But... she needed to be fucked. Every fibre of her slutty new body wanted that cock inside her, wanted her to move in concert with him. Wanted to be filled with his seed. The urge was too strong to deny. And the less say in it she had the more intense the urge.

His cock slid up her inner thigh and she savoured the overture caress. Then his head was at her lips. She inhaled in preparation. Then he thrust into her. And Chris was gone in that one simple act of penetration. Ashley groaned as she stretched to accomodate his thick cock. She gently bucked and rocked as Becky gripped her hips and screwed her new pussy, sliding in and out, her flesh conforming to his contours. Her breasts slid back and forth across the kitchen bench as he took her from behind.

Every thrust reinforced their new roles, entrenched them. Becky found himself fully in charge and not wanting to relinquish his newfound superiority. He sensed that he was literally fucking Ashley into an inescapably submissive role and his sway over her felt deserved. She was his. This was how a woman should be in this world.

With her masters cock sliding perfectly inside her Ashley could not see herself as anything but his sexual plaything. He turned her around as easily as one moved furniture, and she continued to move her hips. She was losing herself to thraldom, to the guise enforced upon her, one cock thrust at a time.

Becky pulled Ashley on top of him as their orgasms approached. The two were now fully part of this dimension. Irrevocably immersed in their new genders and their dominant and subservient demeaners. Ashley moved with the fluid feminine grace of one born to a female body. Every motion was erotic and alluring. Bec was now supremely confident in his mastery of Ashley. She moved at his command, anticipated his needs and willingly submitted to him. “Good girl...”

The pair came. After they lay in a tangle of satiated limbs, Ashley leaking messily in well fucked contentment. Utterly female. Utterly at home. “One last thing though... I’m going to screw your lovely tits you little slut.”

“Yes sir...” She agreed readily as she turned about to wrap her large sensitive breasts about her master cock and lovingly tit fucked him till he came over her face.

The next day they came to some semblance of thought. They’d been like this for over 24 hours and had missed their chance to return... neither minded. Ashley clutched her master. Their was no doubt she was his property now. That was how this dimension worked.