When in Rome.

Placing your hands on the arm rests of the plush chair you bend over so she has ample access to your backside. You then feel the cold intrusion of the metal tip of a bottle of what you assume must be some kind of lubricant that then in a very odd sensation you feel spraying into your hole. “Oh what are you...”

She cuts you off with, “It’s not exactly an easy thing to take a fist you know.”

She probes you with a finger, then two till she is finger fucking your ass with enough vigor to get your cock to stiffen by the time she has all four fingers inside. “Oh god... this isn’t what I had planned.” You say panting. “Don’t do any more, just put them on.” You beg.

“If you think that’s best.” She says, three fingers planted in you, her thumb massaging the rim of your hole. You hear the zipper finish closing on her leg and as you do your arms are suddenly encased in soft silky sleeves of black and white stretchy fabric with your now slender fingers poking out one hole and your thumb another. Your fingernails lengthen and are lacquered in cute hot pink polish. Your legs feel longer as they also are encased in matching stockings. Black stilettos with open toes and a slender buckled strap cause you to be lifted to their 6” heel height as your body shrinks down to perhaps 5’2” or so. “There we go.” She says in her new husky voice and suddenly your ass is empty. You let out a gasp as you look down across your now hairless torso over tiny little breasts with pierced nipples and a smooth sexy slim torso to the tiny hanging but still raging hard 4.5” or so cock tenting under an ever so tiny black lace thong.

“I’m not a girl.” You say with your new girly cute voice as you feel her calloused hands on your perky ass.

“My turn, my fantasy.” She or now he says as his thumb pushes into you. “Nice.” He says, then with a grunt asks, “Ready?”

“Didn’t you want to fuck a...” A long squeak exists your pretty pink lips and your pierced tongue lolls out of your mouth as the head of his huge member slides into you. “Girrrrrlllll.” Your sexy voice trails the word along as he drives home with a long relentless thrust.

“You sound like a good little bitch to me. You sure you aren’t a girl?” He asks between ever increasing speed thrusts, each ending only when he bottoms out inside of you.

When you can finally form words you howl, “Oh fuck Yes, I am your little girl.” Your cock is oozing cum as he pounds away for song after song till finally he clutches you to his strong torso and fills you with his cum. “That was... oh my fucking... that was... fuck.” You stammer still clutched in his arms. As you are now on his lap sitting in the chair at some point you must have changed positions, but in your well fucked delirium you can’t be sure.

“Let’s go to bed. They are closing soon and I want to fuck you all night.”