Use brown pen [End]

You got out of bed, went to an open case, took a pen and lay down on the bed again stroking your penis through the zentai. It was the same pen as the black one, with the same button in the middle. You were afraid to use it on yourself. What if the same thing happens to you as to the intruder? But the excitement spreading from the brain all over your body, said that it had not been you for a long time. Look at yourself from the side, a muscular figure in a black zentai was lying on the bed, continuously stroking his penis. Under this layer, a black woman was hiding, in which there is no hint even that you are a white woman who loves her boyfriend, who succumbed to her desires. And you didn't have a sense of shame that you were ready to leave your life. There was no shame that you were ready to take her life, you simply followed your instincts. And after a couple of such thoughts, you zap yourself with a pen with the last thought that you want to become her also mentally.

The effect did not take long to wait, a stream of memories of a black woman flooded into your brain. You saw how she got excited every time she put on her zentai suit, how she put them on others converting them into mindless **** and took them to the base while not forgetting to have fun with her preys. And she wanted to do the same with you. All that she has been doing for years, you saw and felt in a second. You began to masturbate even faster and faster until you experienced the second strongest male orgasm and lost consciousness. Your whole suit from the neck to the waist was covered with semen from the inside. And with this orgasm, it's like you've washed away the remnants of sanity. You weren't trained like she was, and you weren't ready to accept a new identity. The endless pleasure left a void in your head that was immediately filled.

You opened your eyes, it was already morning. The sperm on your suit has already dried up (it will be difficult to wash it off).

"Damn how long I was ****... and where is this bitch? All I remember is how I almost knocked her out, and then I passed out. My God, why am I covered in cum?"

You calmed your friend from below so that he wouldn't look out. Then you notice and take the brown pen off the bed, wondering what it's doing here, then you see the stained wallpaper and her underwear lying on the floor. Your bulge has grown again, you still have some memories, but it was as if it happened not to you, but in a dream or a movie.

"I see...", stroking your penis, you thought - "An unexpected ending for you, I didn't think that you would do everything yourself, mhhm you are so pervert... ah, I love my job for that", you said, cuming in your zentai again…