No way out of this one

You have ****, unarmed and outnumbered now that Jordan betrayed you so easily. You turn around, spreading your cheeks submissively. You feel the cold plastic push against you, and a moment later it's inside. There's a small amount of lube on it, but not quite enough to be comfortable. She slides her strapon into you inch by inch, holding your hair with one hand, and the gun with the other. You can't help but moan as she slides in, it feels so good to be filled! Even when it's not a real cock, the feeling is orgasmic. Literally, you cum on the fourth thrust, your cock already shrinking as it dribbles cum.

"Awww, how cute! You aren't going to be able to do that much longer!" She slaps your ass to prove her point, it hurts, but it's a nice respite from having your hair yanked on. You're brutally fucked, as the minutes drag by, your knees turning red from being pushed into the ground. You whimper as often as moan, until finally she pulls out. You turn around, and she looks just the same, until she lifts up her strapon. Above her cunt is a clit, but its much bigger than any actual clit you've seen before. It's almost an inch long by now, her plan clearly working. She decides it's not big enough to actually fuck you yet, and puts her strapon back in place. Your stomach sinks as you look down at your own cock, now only a few inchs long.

"You think you're done? Get on." She lays on her back, motioning to you with her gun. You have ****, right? You climb ontop, sliding her strapon in much more easily. You moan as you slide down, instinctively riding her like the bitch you are

"Look how cute your clitty is getting! You didn't really deserve a cock, you barely know what to do with it." She pokes at your clit, pinching it a bit roughly. It hurts a bit, but pleasure heavily outweights any discomfort. It's as if all the sensitivity of your former dick was kept, just contained in a package one tenth the size.

"Your breasts are so pretty too! Look at you bounce, like a good girl. I bet you couldn't stop if you wanted to." She's right, and you know it. You try and lift yourself off her strapon, but your girly arms are too weak, and you slip and fall back down. You cum a bit as you land, her strapon filling you up.

You rub your cock, and ride her until there's a pretty little clit where that cock was, and a wet cunt below it. Your breasts are easily D cups, hanging heavily on your chest. Your hair has gotten blonder, and curlier, and longer. She pulls out of you then, and you try to protest, but forget the words. She pushes you off of her, and then you watch as she lifts up her strapon revealing a five inch tool underneath. You giggle a bit, you helped her make that! You're so proud, she probably likes you a lot for being so nice to her.

She pushes you onto your back, a gun again pointed at you. You giggle, trying to suck on the tip of her gun.

"You really changed quickly! Most people take longer than ten minutes to go full bimbo." She states, poking you with her gun. Haha, ten minutes? That's how long I lasted? I must've really wanted to be a pretty big tittied bimbo then, you think to yourself. It makes sense though, you make a list in your head of your favorite things. Dicks, dresses, cocks, manicures, penises, combing your hair, cocks, high heels, cocks, cocks, cocks. By the time you're done listing your favorite things, Jordan and the girl who fucked you are long gone, leaving you with nothing.

Well, I should go put some clothes on, it's cold in here!