I awoke one morning to find myself transformed into a living, breathing Fuck doll – a trans-gender doll, with a body that defied all physical laws. My hair was an unnatural blonde, my breasts massive and perky, my waist tiny, my ass round and grabbable, and protruding between my legs was a shocking 10-inch cock, hard and ready at all times. I soon realized I was under the spell of one of my many sugar daddies, who had turned me into his personal fuck toy.
For days, I was bent over and used like a sex doll, my mouth and holes violated at his whims. He pumped me full of cum from both ends, using my body for his pleasure. His cock was always hard, his hands always groping my tits and ass. I was a trans-gender doll, a plaything for him to abuse. But his spell finally wore off one night.
Covered in dried semen, I crept up to his bed, my slutty body glistening in the moonlight. I grabbed his flaccid cock and forced my 10-incher into his ass, making him cry out and wake up. He tried to squirm away but I rode him hard, fucking his ass like he had fucked mine.
“You used me like a doll, now I’m using you,” I said, slamming my cock in deeper. “Cum for me, bitch!” I demanded, slapping his ass hard as I hilted my dick. His body shook as he orgasmed, making me laugh.
I fucked his mouth next, choking him with my cock and making him swallow my load. But I was far from done. I flipped him over and pounded his ass until he sobbed. I grabbed his hairy balls and forced his cock down his own throat. “Suck yourself, you cocksucker!” I snarled.
Finally, I made him transfer all his money to my accounts and then left him alone in his bed, a broken and used shell, as I walked out free. No longer his trans-gender doll fuck toy, but a woman in control. It was my turn to have fun with him and I did so without mercy.
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