... and you swallow reflexively.

You distantly register the pill in your mouth. It’s strange. If you were to swallow you’d be like this permanently. In your post orgasmic bliss that doesn’t seem such a bad thing. It’s ... exciting... arousing. Delectably wrong. You’d happily do this again. And being dominated by Steve in a ménage-a-trois with Bridget makes you all tingly. You could dominate Bridget and Steve could dominate you... you grin dreamily as roll the pill around your pretty mouth. You feel it starting to dissolve. Taste it’s acrid and bitter chemicals. God female orgasms are great. You could get used to this. It’s an alluring fantasy. There is a point of no return and you’re playing dangerously close to it. Fuck that’s exciting.

The cock suddenly pushing into you causes your eyes to widen. Your tenderly swollen nether lips spread and his bulbous head slides snugly into your well lubricated and pleasantly warm sex. You feel every vein and contour of his manhood pushing deeper into you, the sudden penetration catching you by surprise.

You swallow reflexively.

Your eyes widen in shock as you try and cough it back up. “Oh shit! Oh fuck!!!” You cry, partly in distress... partly in lust. The thrusting of his cock into your depths is sublime. The sudden knowledge that this is no longer a game, that you will soon irrevocably be a woman causes you to orgasm again immediately.

This is multiple female orgasms. You think. Get used to it...

The intensity of the sudden orgasm clouds your mind. You’re crying out, hips bucking, chained, collared, fucked, stuck, submissively orgasming. You try and think. You should try and throw up but you can’t interrupt this. No. Fuck that. You need this cock inside you. You find yourself barely able to focus your eyes as consuming need batters your mind. You are a fuckpet. You are Steve’s slut. “Yes!” You cum again. Mindless. Hedonistic. “Fuck... nggg... I’m your bitch...” you mewl. Masterfully he grips your hips and thrusts deeper into your quivering pulsing sex. Pounding you. Making you his. Each passing second seals your fate. Cements your role. Enforces your permanent submission. This is what you are now. You feel his gloriously thick cock spurting hot cum into your ready womb, his balls pressing against your ass crack as he imbedd himself fully in you. You wrap your slim girlish legs about him, grip your leash frantically for purchase and buck your slim curvaceous hips as you pussy milks his cock. “Deeper... fuck my cunt deeeper,” you beg in incoherent gasps as your grande mal orgasm shatters your thoughts.

You come back to yourself. “Oh... my... god...” you mutter.