“I’m out for a drive. Feel like getting some sunshine in a pretty face with some pretty tits.” Markus Creneth, in character as Marque, took another look in the mirror. The skinsuit segments he had layered on himself moments ago had created the view of just another pretty adolescent blonde girl with a happy rosy set of cheeks and some fine D-cup breasts. All in the nude, standing fully upright. Behind her she could hear some moaning, and with a glare the nude woman crossed her arms.
“Andrea.”
Andrea Lencroft didn’t bother to look up from her current masturbation session. Her head was her own freckled red-haired head as usual…but her body was that of a male Xenomorph straight out of Alien with its alien claws firmly stroking it’s own cock with its thin frail hands.
“Andrea” Marque raised her voice to no result.
“ANDREA.” The xenomorph…Andrea rose to his/her feet, increasing his/her strokes while aiming his/her cock upward. Without warning she came massive bucket loads all over Marque’s body. She wasn’t very amused though as her entire front side was covered in xenomorph cum. patiently, and with the same glare on her face (eyes closed due to the incoming stream’s power and reach) she waited for Andrea to finish and stop moaning.
With an annoyed growl he looked at Andrea who returned the look with a cheeky smile. She didn’t bother to clean him/her/itself as she rolled on her back, crawling towards the decapitated Xenomorph head that lay on the other end of the bed. Marque grabbed Andrea, tugging off her feet close to him. Andrea yelped but didn’t resist. Marque opened her hand and pressed it down on Andreas Xenomorph neck, strong enough to pin her down, soft enough to not hurt her.
“Someone’s going…”
Marque didn’t let her finish her comment. “When I tell you to listen to me you stop what you’re doing and actually listen.”
Andrea relented, her entire body going limp. “Yes dear.”
“I’m going for a sunset drive as Marque. I don’t know how late I’ll be back, but i want our entire bedroom spotless when i come back!”
“Yes dear.”
“Good.” Marque let go, her face beaming with a mix of smugness and dominance.
As she left the room to get washed and dressed she could still hear Andrea’s last comment. “I’ll clean the floor manually, dear.”
The sun was setting as Marque sped down the coastal roads in her red Ultimus X-9 sports car near Markus Creneth’s mansion. Her blonde hair waving in the wind and her sunglasses on tight. Life was great and surely tonight was going to be another great night of masking.
Marque looked behind her. A white cop car was blaring its sirens.
“Oh shit.” She got very nervous, immediately pulling over as her mind raced to come up with an explanation or rationalization for why Marque couldn’t identify herself. She decided on trying to flirt her way out of this.
A female police officer tapped on the driver’s window. SHIT! As she lowered the window he could see that she was either annoyed or tired. SHIT! She had some bags under her eyes, but her long dark hair stood out next to her icy blue eyes in her officer’s outfit Her face was rather round and warm, but the look in her eyes was that of someone at the very end of her rope
“License and registration please.”
Marque smiled as innocently as she could.
“Ah I must have left them at home! How silly of me.”
“Step out of the car.”
Marque didn’t want to resist so she complied. The officer immediately put her in cuffs and pushed her in the cop cars back seat, locking the door behind her.
“Oh shit…okay…” Marque observed the woman starting to search Markus’ car…he still had his backup. Marques hands deflated and Markus pulled his own hands out of the cuffs, reaching underneath Marques skin for his backup. One of Markus’s hands burst through Marques belly holding a completely deflated realistic penis. Marque kept her eyes on the officer, making sure shed have enough time. She opened the zipper on the pair of cock and balls and it expanded greatly. Without wasting any time she leaped inside the black inner side of the deflated cock skin, pushing all inside and closing the zipper behind her. Within three seconds Marque was gone and fully realistic and fully functional cock lay there.
The officer returned to her vehicle to see nothing but a dick and a pair of handcuffs.
“What the hell?”
Markus cursed as he didn’t have enough time to get out of sight.
She looked around in confusion for any signs before her eyes fell on the limp dick the seat.
“Please ignore me…ignore me…”
She picked it up, curiously poking and prodding it. Markus just kept silent; motionless…hoping this was all just going to go by without…anything happening.
“What the hell….is this? Is this some kind of…dildo?”
She looked around, looking for where the woman she’d just arrested had gone. Nothing….how the hell did she get out of her cuffs and the locked car doors? The officer felt very confused, and her attention returned to the extremely realistic dick in her hand. She gently stroked the hairy balls and Markus had to really restrain himself to not go fully erect by the soft erotic touch massively enhanced by his new form.
Alex Potosi got a naughty smirk on her face. One of her hands reached down below to her skinny jeans, sneaking open her zipper and slipping down her panties. She looked left and right before jokingly pressing the back of the cock and balls against her vagina. “Oh hey guys look i’ve got a big cock too!”
And then Markus could feel his back begin to melt and fuse…and then he got attached.
Alex stared as she could feel it happen down below, in a stateo of silent shock as the now erect dick that she could…actually feel be a part of her. She was too stunned to do anything, and just stood there with her brand new cock hanging out. A car passed by on the other side of the road, and Alex immediately pushed the cock inside her jeans, zipping back up to try and cover herself. She locked Markus’s car, putting the keys in her pocket. She got back behind her driving seat, doing her best to just ignore…the feeling down below. Somehow, she must have just…blanked out somehow, since she only regained her senses as she pulled into her own driveway, the limp bump still in her crotch.
Markus had already come up with a plan. He was just going to ride this out…for today, and as soon as this woman had fallen asleep he would sneak out. Just had to…relax…and go with whatever this woman was thinking.
“Just don’t let her know you can think.” Markus made the slip of letting some of his internal thoughts be broadcasted to Alex.
“What…who said that?”
Markus was silent.
Alex opened the front door, slamming it shut behind her. Without skipping a beat she stepped upstairs into her own moderately sized bedroom. It was by all intents a rather unimpressive place, something you’d see in a thousand IKEA catalogues. She sat down on her bed and immediately undressed her lower half.
“Did you just…talk? In my mind?” She kept her calm by remembering her police training. This was way too weird…and yet way too exciting.
Markus had to think about this for a moment….but maybe, just maybe he could get her on her side. He went fully erect and responded with a simple “Yes.”
“…you’re….my dick?”
“Well…yes.”
“Am I dreaming right now or are you… some sort of alien.” Gently, Alex stroked her cock, getting a good touch and feel for just how it was to be a man down below, gently stroking the veiny erection that now was part of her.
“I’m not an alien…and you are awake. Just stay calm, please.”
“I am calm…I’m just trying to understand what exactly is going on…” Alex grabbed Markus just behind the cockhead. “And why this feels so good…how did you end up in the back of my car?”
He immediately changed the subject, going fully erect, and his tip was now fully purple. “Come on, stroke me…you know you want to try it out.” Markus sent a bit of sexual energy to Alex, and she let a tiny moan slip out.
“Wow. I can…really feel it.”
“I’m a part of you now but it’s all right I’ve got something great to show you…rather feel.”
“Wait.” Alex tried to say something else but Markus gave another jolt of sexual energy into Alex’s system, standing firmly upright. He had to get her jacking off…had to distract her.
“Masturbate me, mistress. Please, I desire it and so do you.”
She tightened her grip, and applied her experiences on giving hand jobs to men on herself. She fell onto her bed, overcome with this whole new sexual feeling that was piercing her from her crotch. Markus himself was just edging her on with sensations and erotic pleas for more.
“This is it, this is so much better than being fucked, ain’t it? You want to fuck something, a pretty girl even.” Markus’s voice went through her mind. “Come on then, harder! Harder.”
Alex continued as she looked in the mirror at the furiously masturbating shemale version that she couldn’t believe was really her. Her body rocked with every thrust of her hand, her grip as tight as could be, her nipples as furiously erect as her brand new erection. All of it so tight, so perfect, true insight into a man’s world. Her dark black hair unravelling in wild waves of pleasure
Like a sudden, oncoming rush she could feel herself approach climax. With an expressive thundering roar of a moan Alex came, she angled the erection up, covering herself in her own cum. Markus himself was in ecstasy himself, but did his best to keep it up for quite a while as Alex coated herself with a significant amount of semen. It must have been…a minute or more, and yet Markus kept on going as Alex furiously continued to masturbate.
She licked herself, her free hand lifting and gathering as much as she could, swallowing what she could take in. At one point she achieved the perfect angle to shoot in her own mouth with a pretty arc, and Markus kept the ejaculation going. It took at least ten minutes for Markus to end as he entered the next phase of his plan.
“You need to sleep now, that’s how male ejaculations work.”
“Oh…my god…I…what…how?”
“Sssht, it’s all right, head to bed…you can clean up in the morning.”
Alex slowly nodded as she crawled underneath the sheets leaving a trail of semen like a slug suddenly feeling very deflated but satisfied. Her brand new dick had gone flat and silent. With a still cum coated smile she drifted off to sleep.
One hour later….
From beneath the covers one could see a small bump rise…in Alex’s crotch. She was snoring quite deeply as the bulge suddenly increased massively. Marque appeared underneath the cover, slipping out of the dick skinsuit silently as possible. She crawled back carefully as he tugged at the deflated dick until it came loose. Then, with a deep breath, he went forward. She gently touched Alex’s toes and slipped them into the empty suit, tugging and pulling it up gently and slowly for what must have been half an hour. Then came her butt that was firmly on the ground.
Marque braced for the struggle. One last deep breath in the silent night.
Then he forcibly tugged the suit up to her breasts in one pull. Alex awoke with a big grasp of air, confused and disoriented. Marque grabbed her by her hair and pushed her inside the suit. She struggled back, her arms trying to push Marque off but it wasn’t helping that much. As she tried to scream Markus pushed her face inside the suit, muffling it quite a bit. One by one Marque pushed the arms in while keeping the head inside. And then, with one big final push and pull of the zipper, Markus completed the suit and it began to shrink down into that of a strangely disconnected anatomic set of cock and balls that twitched in Marque’s hands.
“Gotcha.” She immediately ran down to find anything that could serve as a rope, before settling on a loose USB wire, tightly wrapped it around the twitching cock thus preventing its occupant from secretly finding out the way to break out of her form. The suit couldn’t turn to normal if it didn’t have space to expand.
Finally she was in control of the situation. Things were going to be all right now. With a big smug smirk on her face she aligned the dick and attached it to herself.
“Oh my fucking god what have you done to me you freak. I…I am a FUCKING COCK!”
“I am in charge now. Try breaking out of there, it doesn’t work. How do you like this reverse of the situation?”
“YOU TURNED ME INTO A COCK! ILL FUCKING KILL YOU!” The cock began ejaculating an extreme load but Marque wasn’t moved…much.
“Ah, so you’ve found the ejaculation option. Thanks, it feels great. Now, here’s what we’re going to do. You’re going to tell me exactly how to delete the evidence you have on me, and i’ll let you go without harm done to you.”
“FUCK YOU!” The twitching increased as a furious stream of ejaculation splattered all over the bed.
“There’s one bonus thingy i got installed into these just in case my…associates were being unruly. A silent option. No one’s going to hear you.”
A final scream before it cut to silence all of a sudden, yet the twitching ejaculation continued without limit. Marque pulled the dick loose, aiming it away from her. “You can keep doing that but it wont change a thing. In fact. For that I’m going to punish you. Have fun in my crotch, bitch.”
And with that Marque used the possessed penis to masturbate it seemed, yet, as she pushed the ejaculating cock inside her she didn’t pull it out, in fact she pushed and pushed it all the way until the cock and even the balls disappeared behind her labial lips, settling in somewhere inside her.
“Okay…thats step one. Now to delete the evidence.” She could feel a twitching increase down below.
“Fuck me that was close… nnngh” Marque took a while to just breathe and relax. Things were okay now…who was she kidding, things were insane. She had an angry policewoman inside her in the form of a cock…and there was evidence all around. She got dressed in a pair of pyamas she found lying around. She moaned and smiled for a bit as she could feel leakage begin in front. Marque had experienced such…sensations quite before but she had no trouble focussing
Marque picked up her cell phone and dialled his wife.
Andrea the xenomorph was now in a full getup, sticky and slimy all over as the bed had been defiled with cum. She lay there quietly in her own mess, sticky and filthy just the way she liked it.it was Markus who always insisted on cleaning everything up. And keeping everything organized.
The phone rang and she got up to pick it. She could only hiss as this skinsuit had not really been made for communication but rather immersion.
“Hiss all you want, dear, I’m in a serious situation. Take off the mask and talk to me”
Marque smiled at the muffled “mmhmm mmhm”.
The Xenomorph put its claws underneath its own horrifying stretched out face before pushing under its own chin. The sturdy face seemed to collapse inward as suddenly the mask came free from the neck and Andrea’s red haired fair skinned warm face of Andrea popped out, covered in sweat. With one hand still softly stroking her…monstrous erection she put the head away for a while picking up the phone. “Yes Honey, what’s keeping you so long
“I’m in a serious situation. Its stable now but it was pretty fucked a while ago
“What happened?”
“I almost got arrested. Managed to avoid it but there’s still clean-up to be done….its pretty fucked. Also, don’t use your or my name. I’ve got someone listening in hereBring a few suits, male, female, and the gun. Ill text you the address.
Markus dialled another number. “Jeremy. Get to this address, i need you to pick up a car for me.”
Marque answered the doorbell, it was very late at night. Andrea was standing in front of her in a pretty expensive set of suit and tie…and her female face. Most notably, a big bump in her crotch. “What are you…wearing? If you got stopped you were getting in trouble.”
“Let me get in then and ill show you.´
“Okay.”
Marque closed the door behind her, anxiously playing with her hair.
As Andrea opened her suit, revealing the slender, cum covered form of the Xenomorph from before. With a big smile she pulled free the big alien erection that firmly setteled into place pointing right at Marque’s lower half. “I can see youre already excited to go considering youre leaking that much.”
If you got stopped you we´d be in deep shit.Didn´t you get stopped? Aren’t you in trouble.”
“Yeah…the owner of this house, this black-haired policewoman is currently inside me…in cock form. Had a bit of a struggle with her. She’s still…at it in anger.
“Right. I got this.” Andrea smiled as she finished undressing.
“Did you bring the skinsuit gun?”
“I brought something better.”With one leap forward her claws grasped at Marque’s shoulders, her almost spiky looking cock immediately piercing inside fully, widening open Marque’s insides one major thrust.
“Aaaaah…I don’t think we have time for this dear…” Andrea got in close, her male xenomorph body fully clasped onto Marque. She pushed off, pulling back from inside Marque’s womb, taking the flopping, still ejaculating cock with her. With one claw she picked up the gun from the bag and shot the dick that went hollow and flat immediately.
“All yours dear.” Andrea used one of her claws to lift up the deflated head of the xenomorph and show it to Marque
“Lets first figure out what’s up.” Marque opened the deflated skinsuit to pull out naked deflated skinsuit form of Alex Potosi, quickly slipping into the form with a practiced ease.
Alex once again stood in her own room…this time with in front of her a horny, naked Xenomorph. As her memories returned to her, Alex scowled.
“She’s registered the car number in the central database…and to remove it you need to head there in person. SHIT! I gotta…infiltrate a fucking police station just to remove it. And also, I’m pretty sure this woman is going to be traumatized when she’s restored. Fantastic. How am I ever going to clean this up?”
The xenomorph growled and pointed at it’s erect dick.
“ugh, fine, 30 minutes and then we’re going to plan out how to pull this off.”
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