Sneaky, subtle, sexy, sinister

And held the final load back. Erica whimpered in deep frustration, then she felt a prick at her neck and everything went black.

Eric awoke feeling good, better than he had in a long time actually. He reached up to grope his wonderful tits, but his hands landed on hairy muscular pecs. He opened his eyes and yelped in surprise, he was a man! Dame smiled at him holding an empty syringe “Hey there sleepy, it looks like the cure worked!” Nooooooo! His mind wailed shocking him, why wasn’t he happy? He didn’t really remember what had happened, but he felt a profound feeling of loss, he tried to remember what had happened, but there was a black patch in his memories. He remembered walking into the lab, but after that... He wasn’t sure he trusted this Dame, he didn’t trust anyone who associated with Futa science or no.

Dame showed him the security footage and his heart sank. He saw himself fucking her as he became a Futa, he didn’t stop until she stabbed that needle into his shoulder. What had he done?! Dame’s hand was on his shoulder she was comforting him, after what he had done. His guilt was overwhelming him. Her words soothed him, she wouldn’t tell anyone about what had happened. He had gotten a little too close and the redhead had cum on him. She had been looking for an opportunity to test her ‘antidote’ and he had given her the perfect opportunity. But she wanted him to stay with her for awhile to see if there were any side effects. Of course he agreed. They told the community a shortened version of the story without the sex and everyone excitedly agreed to leave Eric in her care.

She locked him up alongside her Futas Big Red and She-devil and started up a bio-metric screening program blood, urine, and cum. He waited on pins and needles as she ran tests on his fluids. He had strange dreams that night, they faded like mist in the sun as he awoke and all he knew was that he had morning wood. Dame held a sheaf of papers and looked at him strangely. “Well Eric, I’m not quite sure what to tell you. You seem normal, you do have a very high T cell count though.” He looked at her with wild eyes “In English Doc?” She paused for a moment “Well I think your body fought it off, you might be immune.” He could not believe what he was hearing or what he heard next. “We’ll need to test it.” Then she calmly walked over and released Big Red from her restraints. He yelled “What are you doing Doc?” She looked at him absently “Well we have to test it. Ohhh!” she laughed “Don’t worry I took the ‘cure’ too, we’re in this together.” She pointed at him and the redhead Futa was riding his face in no time. She fucked him without restraint until she dumped a load of her tainted cum down his throat with a soft sigh. With shock he noted that he had enjoyed it, his pants were tented with his erection. “Very good!” She smiled at him as he remained a man.

To “verify” she released the slutty devil Futa and watched the horny Futa impale herself on his dick and ride him until he couldn’t resist cumming in her. He couldn’t deny it had felt Amazing. His face was bright red everyone had to know he’d enjoyed himself, he had moaned like a bitch in heat. Yet he still maintained his masculinity. Next Dame released both of the Futa on him and their three sweaty bodies had intertwined in a debauched three way. His body was still male on the other side. Dame watched taking notes and ran another round of tests. With her analysis complete she pulled up a chair and talked to him with a soft clinical voice “Sweetie, I hate to say this, but I think you’re addicted to Futa cum.”

He refused to believe it, but his dreams that night were intense. He sucked, fucked, and did whatever was necessary to get his next fix. He could not get enough. He awoke the next day sweating with a fever, he felt like shit as if he was hungover and sick at the same time. He feared that Dame might be right and begged her to stop the experiments for the day. She agreed not to let the Futa loose on him, but as his symptoms continued to get worse she released his restraint ‘for a bathroom break’, he slipped away from her and was on his knees sucking Big Red’s cock in a flash. He was so absorbed sucking dick that he didn’t notice that Dame made no effort to separate them. All that mattered to him was getting another load of corrupt cum. He sucked shamelessly until he got his reward. The powerful taste of the thick Futa cum filled his mouth instantly. To him it was ambrosia and he swallowed thirstily. His fever broke as if by magic and his headache cleared he was on cloud nine. In his post swallow clarity he knew himself for a Futa cum-slut. He turned to Dame.

Dame was naked and her glistening cock rose up her torso, her bright smile and shining eyes struck a chord of terror in his heart. “Want to tell me about any side effects, Erica?”

Eva Lin