To See it Through

You succumbed. Despite fighting it with all your strength, you lost yourself to loving it.

Despite all your efforts to remaining the man you had tried to be, the multiple cocks that passed through you, and the knowledge that as it happened, Sara was living the same experience, drove every last drop of masculinity out of your body. You began craving the next world. The new, sexy body, the fresh, tight ass that hurt so much when split open, the gorgeous, hung women that fucked you, or the dumb beasts that ravaged your body. You continued trying to fight the orgasm as long as you possibly could, but only to stay and receive the cocks longer and longer... You craved it like a fish in a desert.

But you weren't a fish in a desert. You were a whore in a beautiful field getting railed by a goddess with gorgeous hair and a massive cock far too big for your tiny body which massaged your insides and rubbed up through your stomach, making your eyes roll back into your head as you forgot what day it was.

And then suddenly, you were in a desert. And you WERE thirsty. In fact, you got stuck in this world for a day and a half as you stumbled and searched for water, until finally, in a traveling band of merchants, you found and endless supply. From which you drank and drank and drank.

You truly came to fucking love it. After spilling your seed on the desert sands, you found yourself in another locker room, this time with no build up, when you came too the massive cock was already inside you, hammering away. A wild sensational overload to be dropped into as the hand of the brute railing you was clamped firmly around your skinny sissy throat. Your brain was glitching at the sudden entry and the lack of air threw your brain into a dazed, pleasurable state as he hammered your fragile body into a broken mess, at which point your very stretched asshole was just emitting so much pleasure you came and collapsed, passing out as he continued to pound you as the world began to warp.

You wound up in an alley, in sexy black clothes and mascara, getting railed by another ripped black man. You almost allowed yourself to cum, until you realized he wasn't the only one in that alley. So you held on as hard as you could, surviving the pummeling until he filled you with cum, only for the next to slot right in, satisfying the burning hope you had as you saw the queue beginning to form. At some point you thought you noticed you were missing a cock entirely, and you wondered if you in fact had a pussy between those thick thighs, but you never found out. They were only interested in your ass, and you couldn't have been happier. You were in pure, and utter bliss.

And you were so proud of yourself, you lasted a whole hour before you finally caved and squirted all over the alley floor.

This continued for what felt like days. With a thousand different body shapes and a thousand different dicks, getting larger and more ferocious with each new world. And the more intense it got, the more excited you became. Fucking mountains with a gleeful, braindead look in your eye like the perfect, broken, ambitious little fuckslut.