The gruff American detective named John Miller followed the exquisite Asian masseuse down the dimly lit hallway, reflecting on what had brought him to this massage parlor in the heart of New York’s central business district. It was no secret that this parlor was a whorehouse, and this fact wouldn’t usually be enough to get on the NYPD’s radar. But this establishment had been linked to so much more: blackmail, violence and even disappearances. Still, John Miller wasn’t an honest cop, and so when the ladies made their propositions while showing tantalizing glimpses of creamy flesh peeking out from beneath their loosely tied silk robes, he accepted. He told them he would stall the investigation in return for free massages. Of course, what would stop him from reporting on them after he had had his fun? They arrived at a sliding wooden door at the end of the hall. Cai Li, the mature ringleader, turned to him with a coy smile, her dark eyes glinting with unspoken promises. “Your pleasure begins here, Mr. Policeman,” she purred in her thick Chinese accent, gesturing for him to enter. “An experience beyond your wildest imaginings awaits…”
The cop hesitated for only a moment before stepping inside the dimly lit room, which was decorated in rich mahogany, glowing red under the red lanterns on the ceiling. His attention, however, was immediately caught by the breathtaking creature kneeling on the mattress. She was by far the prettiest girl he had ever laid eyes on, with an exquisitely delicate heart-shaped face, flawless Asian skin, and silky raven hair that spilled over her slender shoulders. Her almond-shaped eyes were a striking brown hue beneath luxurious lashes, regarding him with a gaze both innocent and inviting. She was clad in nothing but wispy red lingerie that left very little to the imagination, her pert breasts, flat tummy, and long shapely legs all on proudly display. “This is our most talented masseuse, Shu Wei,” Cai Li introduced from the doorway. “She will be your… guide… on this special journey today. Please, disrobe fully and lie down on the bed so she may begin, Mr. Policeman.” After which, she took her leave, sliding the door shut as she went.
The policeman wordlessly complied, shrugging out of his suit in a slight daze, his eyes never leaving the mesmerizing beauty as she gracefully rose to allow him to lie down on the plush mattress. He stretched out on his back, naked as the day he was born, his straining erection twitching in the warm air of the mahogany room. “Ah, Mr. Policeman is already so… excited?” Shu Wei observed playfully, trailing a teasing finger down his chest. “Perhaps he would like to be restrained for the full experience? I find my clients achieve the most profound pleasure when they… surrender control.”
The cop’s head shook his head. “Listen lady, I don’t want any of that kinky shi… ahhh!”
His refusal dissolved into a strangled moan as Shu Wei’s delicate hands closed around his wrists in a surprisingly strong grip. In a blink, he found his arms pulled up and over his head, secured to the headboard by padded cuffs that seemed to have magically appeared.
“Shhh, Mr. Policeman,” Shu Wei cooed, her glossy lips curved in an enigmatic smile as she lithely climbed on top of him, her small body riding his large manly left thigh. John felt heat through her panties, was that coming from her pussy? Then, with more surprising strength, she reached back and pinned his left ankle down and locked it to the bed with another pair of padded cuffs. “Fighting will only delay your pleasure. This will be best experience of your life… I promise you.”
“W-wait…” the bound man panted anxiously, even as he felt his cock swell to its fullest proportions as he felt her silky skin rub against his. She moved to the other thigh, the heat of her pussy against his right thigh drying up any of further words of protest as Shu Wei snapped another pair of cuffs on his right ankle and the bed. The coy masseuse then made quick work of slipping her panties to the side, before moving up his body. Shu Wei then grasped his throbbing erection, moving it so that the tip was positioned at her slick entrance. She threw her head back with a blissful sigh as she slowly sank down on his formidable girth, the warm, slick feminine walls enveloping his cock and causing the policeman to gasp.
He nearly screamed at the sheer blinding pleasure of her sheathing him to the hilt. It was pleasure beyond anything he had ever experienced, far surpassing any hasty coupling with his ex-wife or even the occasional romp with a pretty young rookie on a stakeout. No, this pleasure was far more intense, far more addictive… and yet at the same time, strangely draining and disorienting.
As Shu Wei began riding him in earnest, rolling her hips in a rhythm clearly perfected with many partners, he felt an odd tingling sensation start to spread throughout his body, radiating out from where they were joined. Through the pleasure, John felt something being siphoned out through his cock and into the bewitching China doll above him… only to be replaced by something else filtering into him in return.
“Yesss, that’s it,” Shu Wei hissed, lashes fluttering in ecstasy, her brilliant eyes starting to swirl with an unearthly light. “I’m absorbing your Yang energies… and gifting you with an abundance of Yin in return. The energies of a thousand women who have passed through these walls today… can you feel them filling you?”
“W-what… what’s happening to me?” He gasped out, barely able to form words. His voice was already higher, breathier. Shu Wei just smirked down at him with swirling, otherworldly eyes and continued to bounce on his shaft, riding him into oblivion. John squeezed his eyes shut as his body began to transform beneath her. It started with his skin, darkly tanned and coarse with hair, now fading to a soft golden hue. The wiry hair receded all over, leaving him as smooth and hairless. His rough, weathered texture became as supple as the finest silk.
Squeeze, tug, pull. His masculine frame began to quite literally melt away. Straining muscles and sinew relaxed and converted to soft, pliant flesh. His burly physique streamlined, hard planes and angles blurring into lush curves. John felt a great pressure on his skull as it reshaped itself – cheekbones lifting, brow bone receding, jaw narrowing to a delicate point. Plush, bee-stung lips blossomed on his face as a cute button nose emerged. His short-cropped hair lengthened into a flowing onyx mane, cascading around his elfin face in a dark halo. He could feel himself becoming distinctly…pretty.
Further changes overtook his upper body – broad shoulders narrowing, Adam’s apple smoothing out, prominent collarbones emerging. Most dramatically, modest breasts began to swell on his chest, growing into pert handfuls tipped by rosy nipples. He shivered at the unfamiliar sensation of soft flesh jiggling with each thrust. The real changes were happening below. John gasped as he felt his narrow hips balloon outwards, pelvic bones widening to an unmistakably feminine proportion. His once taut glutes expanded and rounded into a ripe, juicy peach of an ass. His athletically muscled thighs slimmed and tapered to slender ankles and dainty feet.
“Ahhhh… haaahh…” Strangled cries escaped John’s lips as he felt his sex inverting, his hefty manhood dwindling rapidly between his legs. Testicles retracted and vanished as his phallus shrank away, back into his body. Delicate folds blossomed in its place, his new vaginal lips unfurling like the petals of a flower.
Shu Wei shivered in delight as she felt his shaft disappear inside her, replaced by the warm slickness of his virgin pussy now rubbing directly against hers. Their clits kissed, sending sparks through them both. John writhed beneath her, as he a new wetness below. Rational thought fled as new nerve endings came online, lighting him up with pleasures he’d never known. His modest breasts heaved with labored breaths, brown nipples tight and tingling. The sweet ache between his legs was almost unbearable.
Despite having no experience with this body, feminine instinct took over. His slim legs wrapped around Shu Wei’s waist, dainty ankles locking at the small of her back. Newly widened hips undulated sensually, working his dripping cunny against hers as if he’d done this a thousand times. “That’s it měi nǚ (pretty girl), ride the waves,” Shu Wei purred, grinding into him. “Let go and become mine!”
Pressure coiled hot and tight at the base of John’s spine as his body tensed, little toes curling. Without a cock, he didn’t know what was happening, only that he desperately needed release. His eyes rolled back, lashes fluttering against his flushed cheeks, pouty rosebud lips falling open. “Ahhnnnngggg!” A high, keening cry burst from his throat as John’s untouched pussy spasmed in its very first climax. Hot nectar gushed from his core as he squirted uncontrollably, his whole-body quaking with the force of a bone-deep orgasm more intense than anything he’d ever felt as a man.
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