Date gets a bit difficult

“Hello, you must be Matt? Haven’t changed your name yet I see, I’m John.”

Didn’t give changing my name much though I guess.

“Hi john, it’s so nice to meet you,” I replied in my new girly voice. He pulled my hand in towards his mouth and gave it a soft kiss.

“I’m so excited, where are we going?” I asked innocently, naively.

“This is your first date like this isn’t it?” His confused look and confidence in his response gave me reason to think we weren’t going anywhere.

I giggled “yes it is, I’m sorry.”

“So how this works is I fuck you and if I like it I buy you and fuck you whenever I want. And if you’re good to me, then I’ll take you places and buy you things. And if you’re not good to me, a spank you’re ass until you can’t sit anymore. Understand?”

I did, but unfortunately this was in direct conflict with what my email said.

“Um, I don’t think you’re supposed to fuck me. I’d love to suck your cock though!” What the hell did I just say? I guess the desire effect in my hormone treatment was really taking effect.

He smiled, gave a single chuckle, and said “we’ll start there.”

I backed up a step to allow him inside. He walked in and I closed the door behind him. He unbottoned his suit coat and removed it, throwing it onto the couch while giving me a look as if to say ‘this had better be good.’

I approached him as seductively as I could, and he still seemed unimpressed. When I reached him, I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants. My hand slid easily into the opening I had created and, guided almost by instinct, found its way to his manhood.

Holy shit was it ever huge! Way longer and thicker than I ever was. Of course because of the hormone treatment, my little guy was only a meager 3 inches and as thin as my index finger. But I used to be above average. John was packing a good thick 10 inches. And I was expected to take it all down my throat, and maybe someday in my ass, hopefully.

I pulled his thick meat out, and it waved in front of my face almost tauntingly. I wasted no time getting it into my mouth. I barely made it past the head before I gagged on it. It was just too thick. I might have to inspect what kind of features were available on my new hormone order form.

I rhythmically strokes his head with my lips and tongue, while stroking him with my right hand and cupping his massive hanging balls with my left. Within seconds I could feel saliva dripping from my mouth into the front of my shirt, so I popped him back out of my mouth and removed it along with the bra.

I decided to pull on my nipples and lift each breast up and let them fall, why not give him a show. After all, I’m trying to get purchased, right? Should be making him think it at least.

He pulled me back up and gave me a deep kiss, molesting my mouth with his tongue. It was pretty off putting, but I wasn’t here for me so I went along with it and gave a moan to make him think I was enjoying it.

He turned me around and inspected my ass, which was a bit larger and more jiggly than in the morning. He pulled down the back of my panties and saw the plug.

“What do we have here? I thought nothing was supposed to be in there?”

“Haha, no. That’s ok, I just can’t take a cock.”

“I mean, what the difference really? How would they ever know?” I was starting to get nervous, they already busted me for taking pictures without my cage. I really couldn’t risk it. But I didn’t want to make John angry or disappointed either. So I took a different strategy.

“Why baby, wasn’t I sucking your dick good enough?” With that I turned and dropped back to my knees. I spit onto his cock and shoved it as deep into my mouth as I could, which was still only about half way. I left it there for a couple seconds, then I had to get air so it came back out.

I went back to working the cock as I had before, just going a hit deeper than previously. His increased breathing told me he was getting close, so I quickened my pace. A couple moans told me I was near the finish line. I pulled him out of my mouth and stroked furiously.

“That’s it, cum all over me,” I said passionately.

He took his cock in his own hand and stroked his load on my face and tits. Cum dropped from both cheeks, down my chest and stomach, all over my body and face. Some even landed in my hair. It was an enormous load. I knew I had done such a great job, and soon I’d be sucking his cock every day because this was surely my daddy.

“That wasn’t bad cupcake but you’ve got work to do. Maybe I’ll try you again in a few months.”

I was crushed. I really thought I was doing good. But it turns out I had no idea.