Friday, January 18, 2019

Close Quarters (ASK)

Man. Is it just me, or does everybody seem to have a hot roommate now a days? I’m starting to feel jealous. But really I should consider myself lucky. I’m not the one who has to come home every day to a big, muscly man strutting shamelessly around the apartment in nothing but his sweat pants, or the one who has to listen in the other room while he destroys some lucky girl’s pussy. I’m not the one who has to refrain from jumping on him every time I catch a whiff of his post-workout musk.  
No, that’s you. Quietly listening to him moaning and pleasuring himself in the room next door. You want to be his dildo you say? Who doesn’t. A thick rubbery toy to be used and abused at his disposal. Just the thought of being handled with his rough hands, his tongue wetting the tip of your penis head before guiding it down between his cheeks… it’s more than you can take.
You close your eyes, open your mouth, and cum. Just like you’ve done many nights before. But something’s wrong. It’s been almost thirty seconds now, and your orgasm still hasn’t subsided.
You begin to sweat, pleasure still racking your body, making you shiver. You tear away the sheets over your trembling body to see that your skin is getting tighter. You feel it with the hand not still jerking your cock, only to find it has grown rubbery. Solid. Hard.
There’s no time to think. You jump out of bed, limbs growing stiffer and stiffer as you stumble towards the door. The pleasure is still unbearable, and you can feel another full fledged orgasm cuming on. You reach out, but your hand will not leave your side.
“Help!” You cry out, hoping your roommate will hear you. But your voice is subsiding, and you watch as the doorknob grows closer and closer to your face. You’re shrinking, your body becoming more and more immobile, and the pleasure getting more and more intense. Every bit of your rubber skin grows extra sensitive as your body starts to harden and condense.
Footsteps. He’s walking down the hall to your room, but he’ll be too late. By the time he opens the door, you will be nothing more than a floppy dildo, waiting to fill some lucky guy’s ass.
“What the fuck?” you hear him say as he lifts you up. He seems so huge now that you’re only seven inches tall. His warm hands feel electric against your cool plastic skin. You can already feel it, can’t you? Your thoughts and memories clouding, the human you once were disappearing into your silicone body.
Your roommate shrugs, making a satisfied smile. “Eh, why not,” he says, and you feel him start to carry you back to his room. This is it. This is what you’ve been waiting for, what you’ve fantasized about all those lonely nights.
He tosses you on the bed. He closes the door. By now you’re drowning in anticipation. It mixes with the pleasure and makes your dwindling mind all the more fuzzy. His naked body looms over you, towering and vast. You hadn’t realized how powerless you are until now. You can’t move. You can’t speak. There’s nothing you can do but lay there and wait until he starts to play with you.
His hot breath brushes the tip of your penis head. His tongue wraps around your shaft body. He’s lubing you up, getting you ready. You mind gets lost in a wave of skin, saliva, and heat, and before you know it, your staring down his big, puckering hole.
“Here goes nothing,” you hear him say, and he shoves you inside.
It’s sex like nothing you’ve ever experienced before; your whole body fucking him, slowly, gently. The tightening muscles of his ass squeezing your plastic skin, his fingers gripping your balls as he picks up the pace.
You hear him moan. He pulls you out and flops down on his back, getting comfortable as he prepares to jack off. Suddenly, you’re back inside, pleasuring him as he pleasures himself, shoving you deeper and deeper with every thrust.
“Fuuuuuuuck.” The muscles begin to tighten around your small body. You can feel his orgasm coming on, just as another orgasm boils up inside of you. “FUUUUUCK!”
You don’t see it, but you feel it. He stops, trembles, and shoots his load, body contorting and shaking all around you. As he does, you begin to feel something strange. Something different. It is as if your roommate’s body is merging with yours, the lines between his ass and your body growing every more blurred.
He starts to take notice. “What the fuck?” he says. You feel his fear, just as he feels your confusion, and it isn’t long before you can also feel his entire body. It, like yours just moments ago, is shrinking, becoming hard and rubbery. Only this time, it’s shrinking into you.
“What the fuck is happening to—ohhhhh…” The pleasure is suffocating. You’ve never been this intimate with another human being in your life. Although, I’m not sure I’d call you a “human being” so much anymore. In just seconds, you and your roommate will have become one. One being, one entity. One dildo. And a mighty big one if you ask me.
Ten inches of pure rubber and sex, you and your roommate topple off the bed and onto the floor. You had better get used to sharing a body, because you’re going to be very busy over the next couple of days. I’ve got a long line of freshly transformed jocks who are looking to “expand” their tastes, if you catch my drift.
But don’t worry. You’re both already starting to loose yourselves to the pleasure. All that matters to you are the hungry holes you’re going to fill, the hot hunks you were made to fuck. I have to say, I’m still a bit jealous; the only thing better than having a hot roommate is getting turned into the same dildo as your hot roommate.
Here comes our first customer, Jay. Jay was a timid IT worker before I turned him into a hulking soccer player. Now, all he can think about is getting fucked by the biggest dicks possible. Think you can help with that?
Good. I thought so.

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