Well, it might be a win-win situation for you, but I can’t imagine your ex will enjoy it. At first, that is. It won’t be long before he’ll adapt to his life as a fleshjack.
The first couple of days will be weird. He’ll find himself suddenly alone, trapped in a dark room unable to move or speak. There will be a loud rumbling and a flash of light, and then he’ll see you: his horny ex-boyfriend, naked, and towering above him with his dick lubed up and hard.
He’ll try and call for help as you pick him up, fumbling his plastic body in your hands as you stroke your cock. But only when you lower him down to swallow your throbbing member will he actually realize what he has become, and what he was made for.
While you fuck his rubbery hole of a face, he’ll have plenty of time to ruminate over all the awful things he said to you, all the different ways he screwed up. He might even start to feel sorry, might even want to apologize and make things right.
But the time for that has past. He’s no longer your ex-boyfriend, he’s your fleshjack, and after a couple of weeks spent sitting alone in your underwear drawer or taking your loads of cum, he will start to enjoy his new life as a sex toy.
And by next month, you won’t miss sex with him at all, or sex of any kind for that matter. Sex with your fleshjack will be all you can think of, all that gets you off. He might be the one trapped in a drawer for half the day, but you’ll be the one trapped in a passionate relationship with a piece of rubber.
Well, it’s like what they say: some couples were just meant to be together. Forever.
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