A Boy's Transformation - XXX

Was it fellatio?

A disheartened Brandy idly kneels in her playpen as the potent duo engage in love making, though bare assed copulation may be the more apropos term.

Yes, while Miss Lu slowly removed the clothing of her gentleman caller, Brandy was made to lick ‘Sir Lancelot’ to an impressive full erection. Miss Lu insisted as well that he/she covet the massive testicles with his tongue, ‘balls you’ll never have’ she chided, before drawing the well muscled naked lover to her bed.

There she dims the lights, leaving enough illumination for Brandy to watch in envy... and frustration... flustered that it is not he pleasing the woman he/she now holds in such esteem.

"Lord, you’re doing me deep," Miss Lu comments lying in the standard missionary position, the thundering globes of Sir Lancelot pounding like a piston.

Then, with a sigh of pleasure, Miss Lu suddenly presses her right leg well into the air and twists, turning over, impressively remaining locked in a love making embrace, the ‘sword’ remaining sheathed as Miss Lu repositions herself on top.

Brandy notes no resistance from her mate, who immediately calms, submitting his love making to she who emasculates boys. From there, the exhibition becomes even more impressive.

Yes, it is Sir Lancelot who is being fucked, an energetic and forceful Miss Lu seeming to drain him with strong muscular motions of her hips and thighs, the buttocks clenching to offer a tight grip of his manhood, the down thrusts assuring the deepest of gratifying penetration. Sitting astride his hips, her hands reach to the chest and toy with his nipples. As the thrusts become more animated, she twists. Sir Lancelot heaves for breath, Brandy imaging the combination of joy and pain to boggle the mind.

Finally, with an outright clawing, wrenching motion of the clenching hands, a gasping Sir Lancelot is brought to massive climax, Miss Lu crying out in ecstasy to join him in satiation.

A dispirited Brandy merely watches as his succubus is pleasured by another, her torso slumping to lie on the sweaty chest of her lover.

The room silent, Brandy realizes that with certain twinges brought by the ribald exhibition, his encapsulated penis has attempted to engorge. Now noticeable with the stillness, he grimaces, the sharp points serving to remind of his new role, that he/she is to serve and offer joy... only to receive at a woman’s behest.

Both lovers bask in the glow of massive climax as Brandy feels tears begin to flow. Then Miss Lu finally rolls to her right side and the duo snuggle.

"That Prince Albert so perfectly kneads my fornix," Miss Lu notes. "I’m so glad I pierced and ringed you."

There can be heard a prideful chuckle from Sir Lancelot. With a woman of Miss Lu’s ilk, it as close to normal loving making as she will endure, she controlling the process, Brandy’s foreplay included.

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Miss Lu stands in her fluffy robe, arms akimbo, as she supervises the cleansing of her lover’s cock. Explicit instructions, instantly obeyed, Brandy curses himself as Sir Lancelot’s penis again receives the attention of his/her tongue.

"I think we’ll next work on full fellatio, Brandy. Every naughty girl enjoys sucking cock... and you certainly like being naughty," Miss Lu quips in noting that the unspoken exchange of power between intact potent male and he/she who has been emasculated causes Brandy to quiver... in anger... in frustration... in lustful enjoyment?

More licking of the balls, and finally Miss Lu proclaims the task to be complete.

"Next month?" Sir Lancelot inquires in donning his shirt.

"Perhaps," Miss Lu coyly replies.

Pants on, shoes tied, Sir Lancelot steps to the playpen and tousles Brandy’s hair.

"Do you think she’s too tight?"

Miss Lu laughs.

"Right now, yes, Lance. But she’s being trained to accommodate. You know how much they come to enjoy, over time, the little sluts."

Brandy turns crimson in shame, Miss Lu so brazenly disclosing Brandy’s new found delight in taking the double dildo.

"Wish I could stay..."

"Brandy’s sisters are preparing for bed. We’ll need quiet in the house."

Lance nods and steps to the door.

"Until next time sweet cheeks," Brandy accepting the words as a forewarning.

Door closing, Miss Lu approaches the playpen. A hand lowers to the kneeling naked feminized form. As finger brushes the wetness of tears from the right cheek.

"Your tears are smearing your sister’s make up, Brandy. You’ll soon learn that pleasing a man at my behest... a real man... will be as gratifying as pleasing me."

With that, she reaches with both arms, her hands pressing under the shoulders to lift.

"Come to bed. I think you will enjoy more of Lance’s taste. He spent quite strongly. I can feel it. My quim is brimming. And I know where you’d like to explore with that tongue."

She carries her charge like an infant. Strangely, Brandy is comforted by the revolting offer.