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Surgery (MOTC24)

Lewis groaned as consciousness slowly returned, his whole body feeling…off. Memories of the shady Brazilian clinic and their promised full body overhaul rang through his mind. With growing anticipation, he struggled out of the hospital bed and staggered to the bathroom mirror. But the vision that greeted him was far from what he had been promised. Panicked hands groped massive breasts, traced the deep curve of childbearing hips and sank into the softness of Brazilian ass. His male slim swimmer’s physique had become a monument to Raw. Female. Sexuality.

He looked like a goddamn model, overflowing with thickly voluptuous Afro-Latina spice. And as much as his mind recoiled from the idea, his new body came equipped with a hair trigger arousal response. Every exploratory touch sent jolts of pleasure cascading through over-sensitized nerves. “No… this can’t be happening,” Lewis whispered, full lips quivering. He had came to facility for them to give him a bodybuilder’s physique, not the tanned sexbait that he now found in the mirror.

Suddenly, a catcall whistle shot across the room. “Dios mio, Lewis! When you said you were getting some work done, I didn’t think you meant… this!” Lewis whirled around, instinctively covering his exposed assets. It was Alejandro, his roommate who had accompanied him for the surgery. He had always been a bit too touchy-feely, but now, faced with his wettest dreams, all pretense of restraint vanished.

“Please, you don’t understand,” Lewis pleaded, voice emerging in a dusky purr. “I didn’t choose this! You have to help me- hrrmph!” His words dissolved into muffled moans as Alejandro crashed their lips together, huge hands groping and kneading Lewis’s massive ass. Stubble scraped against Lewis’s jaw as a probing tongue plundered his mouth, mapping every inch of his reluctant orifice. Through the fireworks exploding in his brain, Lewis could only whimper as Alejandro manhandled him, pushing him against the sink. Alejandro’s shaking fingers fumbled with his fly, extracting a throbbing cock from its prison. “Wh-what are you doing?! S-stop! I need to find the doctors!” he cried, eyes wide with panic even as his body trembled with perverse anticipation. “This isn’t what I wanted”

“Oh, I think you’ll find this is exactly what you want! Mi putita,” Alejandro rumbled, shredding the panties separating him from his prize. “Your hungry little culo is WEEPING for my verga!” And then, with a single savage thrust, Alejandro buried himself to the hilt in the tight pussy of his feminized friend. A wail tore from Lewis’s throat at the brutal invasion, his walls fluttering wildly around the hard intruder. The pace Alejandro set was harsh, every rut of his hips slamming Lewis’s plush booty against the sink. The harsh slap of sweaty skin echoed through the bathroom, interspersed with Alejandro’s animalistic grunts and Lewis’s agonized cries.

But to Lewis, lost in the waves of searing agony crashing against unbearable ecstasy came, came an existential revelation of Everything He Never Knew He Needed. Each cruel thrust battered Lewis’s psyche as much as his bruised cervix, eroding any veneer of masculinity and unlocking the cock-drunk cumdumpster within. Soon, he was swiveling his hips in perfect sync with Alejandro’s, every nerve in his body dedicated to squeezing the intruding meat for all he was worth. Lewis caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror and gasped. He as the twisted mask of pained pleasure, mountainous tits swinging wildly, the embodiment of a back-alley fuck toy.

All it took was Alejandro yanking his hair, snarling “Toma mi leche, bitch,” and Lewis finally let go, convulsing violently on his roommate’s fuckstick as the most cataclysmic orgasm of his life tore through him. His fading masculinity gushed out of his spasming slit as Alejandro exploded within her. “Don’t bother asking the doctors to help, it was me who paid them to make you this way!” Alejandro said with an evil grin. “Even if somehow want to change back, there is no way they will do it, trust me!”

Lewis slumped against the sink, half-conscious, cunt and womb packed with his roommate’s seed. As he panted, he dimly wondered what the doctors had done to his mind. First, he realized he would never be a man again, in body or spirit. Second… he somehow felt that he was perfectly fine with that. He, no… She was already craving a second go with Alejandro.

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