Dickventures

A loud buzz could be heard coming from the Creneths bathroom. People with knowledge of what more commonly happened within these walls would have their minds immediately turn to lewd matters but surprisingly it wasn’t so. Markus Creneth…was brushing his teeth while wearing his pajamas . Making sure to get it done properly, he took his time, unware of the trap that had been laid for him in his bedroom. As he finished up he returned to see his lovely partner, Andrea, sitting in the middle of the bed, looking very dominant and male as she lay wide open, head leaning against the wall. Not to mention she was currently in possession of a large cock, fully erect, throbbing upwards and outwards. What was most remarkable was the fact that the cock had a strange black line on the underside.

“Someone’s eager to get going isn’t he?” Markus put emphasis on the last word, denoting her dick. ‘It looks kind of strange, though, what’s with the mark on the bottom?”

“Ignore that and suck it! I want you to get on it right away!” Andrea was snappy, and pointed at her own erection with a fierce thrust.

“Okay, okay, no need to be so pushy about it.” Markus crawled onto the bed, positioning himself in front of the unrealistically large erection before letting his tongue touch the tip, licking it clean of any pre-cum. “Hmmm, it tastes funny…” Andrea grumbled as she rose upward to grab Markus by the back of his head and pressing it down onto the dick in a rhythmic manner. Markus wanted to protest but he was enjoying it…maybe she just wanted to be in charge tonight…he would get her back tomorrow of course. Andrea must have been edging as clearly he could start to feel the telltale signs of an ejaculation being close. Andrea meanwhile was distracted, grinning and smiling at the stimulation down below, yet her mind was quite elsewhere. At what was to come…and what she was to become.

“I want you to take it all dear. All of it, like you make me do most of the time.” Markus let out a muffled mmmhmm in response as he continued his fervent bobbing up and down. Andrea braced for impact as she came a large load of creamy white cum in her partner’s mouth. Markus continued to take it all in but his movements were slowing and his eyes were full of surprise. Andrea suddenly rolled to the side, making her land on top of him as her still cumming cock flowed into his mouth. Markus struggled but only weakly as he seemed to rapidly fade out of consciousness…

“It really worked! Ha..!” Slowly Andrea pulled out of Markus’ mouth to be met with a quiet snore. “Sleeping cum…one ejaculation and he’s the one sleeping! Ha! This has to be one of my best orders of late…almost as good as what’s coming up next.” She reached for the bedside table, and tapped on the phone.

“You can come up now, he’s completely knocked out” she texted Jeremy whom had covertly hidden downstairs, waiting for the go signal. They’d practiced and practiced for this day for quite a while now…and it was going to pay off, they were going to prank Markus together. And Andrea was going to get the trip of a lifetime…

Jeremy entered the room, carrying a flesh-coloured skinsuit. It was a giant, realistic dildo, with thick bushy hairs hair hanging from the deflated balls down below and a slit to large a human could crawl into it.

“Are you ready, Jeremy, to replace me?” Andrea sat smilingly next to the completely asleep Markus as she started to tug at her cock, pulling it loose with a strange ripping sound as it detached revealing her real vagina underneath.

“I guess so. I’ve had a real good teacher telling me how to, Andrea!.”

“And you remember the plan?”

“I’ll do my best!” Jeremy gave Andrea a military salute, his minds thinking back to their previous private moments…

“Okay, remember, I can’t communicate at all outside of well-timed twitches. So don’t try to, all right?”

“Got it. “

Markus laid down the dick skinsuit as Andrea put away the sleep-inducing dick, smiling and giggling like a small girl in excitement.

“This is the one chance I have at really experiencing it…so do not blow it for me.” She winked at her double entendre before opening up the zipper on the surprisingly realistic penis (outside of it’s size…) and stepping inside as she laid down.

“Help me out here, Jeremy…” Jeremy pulled up the zipper to its original position and the magic got to work. As the skinsuit shrunk down it was apparent that this was no ordinary dildo or sex toy that Andrea was turning into. Rather than something clearly noticeable as artificial, what fell onto the ground was…someone’s cock. Cut off from someone’s body even. As Jeremy picked up the cock he could feel it twitch in his hand. It was indistinguishable from a real cock, too, except this one had a mind of its own. He could feel it twitch a bit, and he knew just how it felt to have one.

Markus had to be away sometimes to take care of some things in the family business. Not often, but they would end up separated now and then. Jeremy mainly had been filling in Markus’s place (sometimes literally) with his consent. What Markus didn’t know is that Andrea and Jeremy had been preparing in for this day.

Jeremy crouched in front of Markus, pulling down his pajamas with one hand while his other was holding Andrea’s cock form. He poked Markus’ limp cock multiple times to make sure he was asleep before starting to jack off the sleeping man with his one free hand, until it started to get erect. Once it was up, he pressed the back of the Andrea cock against Markus’. With a bit of pushing and pushing the two cocks started to meld together, becoming one as the Andrea cock was lowered over his real one. Within a moment of pushing and twitching Markus watched with satisfaction as Markus’s cock had seemingly turned to normal, still erect while Markus was still deeply asleep.

“All good in there?”

Markus could suddenly see the cock react, twitching upward once.

“Okay. You’re all set.” Jeremy couldn’t resist leaning in for a bit to shortly suck the erection and fondling it for a moment. Andrea had been his dick before, and it was one of her favorite things to do when Markus wasn’t around. She had only let him taste the feeling of being an actual real dick once, where she walked around the house and jacked him off in a literal sense. It was incredible, and part of Jeremy was jealous.

‘Stay right here.” He joked at the body part with a mind that could do nothing but twitch and…

Without any adequate sexual stimulation the cock came, squirting cum in Jeremy’s face. Jeremy interpreted it more as a little stream of defiance, slapping him down slightly in the only way she could now. The cock kept cumming and cumming, long past the point of any normal ability. It was one of the new abilities, the ability for the cock to squirt an unlimited amount of cum and send extract through its owner at will. Jeremy merely stepped back and the cock, now unable to hit him started to go limp.

“I get it, I get it.” Jeremy wiped some of the cum of his face. “I’ll get dressed as well.”

Jeremy entered the secret domain, where all the skinsuits of all different forms and shapes hung, but they were only skinsuits of Jeremy and Andrea. Andrea had instructed him to get a shemale version of herself, and so he did, pulling out what appeared to be Andreas normal proportions with a dick hanging underneath. Jeremy returned to the bedroom and laid down next to the still sleeping Markus and his cock with a brain. He laid the skinsuit out as he lay next to Markus and opened the zipper in the back. He lifted his feet slightly as he started to pull up the skinsuit’s bottom half, aligning it over his own. With a thrill of sexual feeling and a female and male form shaping into one, Andrea’s lower half (and penis) was coming into shape. Jeremy let his hands slip all over his new sensual legs while both cocks melted into one. Not satisfied, Jeremy pulled Andrea’s skinsuit further up, aligning his chest with hers as he suddenly felt his breasts shoot forward into hers. When the feeling of his entire lower body minus his arms was complete he merely carefully pressed inside the arms as the same time and pulled the mask over his head. With a bit of struggling, squeezing and stretching to make sure it all came together. Without his help the seam in the back closed itself, and Andrea Lencroft was lying there next to her husband, while her own cock began to get erect itself.

“Okay, I’m almost ready.” Andrea got off the bed, reaching for the nearby walk-in closet (for actual clothing), and carefully put on a pair of matching pajama’s. As she returned she giggled at the look of Markus laying there, his limp dick fully visible due to his pants being pulled down a bit, gently sleeping as if nothing had happened.

Andrea approached her husband before pulling down her own pajama pants so that her ass was visible. She poked the dick ‘Go erect.” And with a moment of it saying the cock had grown out to it’s full size, hard, ready and willing. The new Andrea lowered her ass onto the real Andrea, whom penetrated it with glee. Markus didn’t move so it was up to Andrea to make it happen as she lowered and raised her ass onto the fiercely erect dick of her sleeping husband, moaning and panting in a manner similar to how the real Andrea did when she was being taken from behind. There was no response from Markus as Andrea rode him as much as she possibly could, changing position to allow the dick as deeply inside her as she could . Finally, she came, and Andrea’s dick shot it’s load all of the sleeping Markus’s face while the dick in response to the yell of ecstasy started to ejaculate inside Andrea’s ass, continuing to do so after Andrea had ended cumming over her sleeping husband. Cum was leaking from her ass and continued to do so with spurts before Andrea finally got for a moment, crawling over her husband as she lapped up her own cum from his pajama and face. The cock had stopped cumming as well, going limp within one second.

“Oh no, don’t you do that yet..” Andrea turned around, letting her erect dick fall into Markus’s mouth while her own reached for the dick. it responded to the touch by going erect again, but rather than letting Andrea work it it just went back to cumming. Andrea resisted the urge to gag as the salty goo entered her throat. She pulled off for a moment “Do it a little bit slower, will you!” As she put her lips around her she could feel it start again, but now it was a burst of cum every few seconds, giving her time to get it done. Markus, meanwhile, was still steadfast asleep, completely unware of anything that was transpiring. Finally, Andrea got off the cum dispenser, slapping it gently.

“I guess this should be enough for the night.” Andrea picked up a few tissues and started cleaning up any of the leftover cum, her mouth still tasting salty after all of this. After that had been taken care of she pulled up Markus’s pants, letting the limp dick slide under it as if nothing had happened. She dragged Markus to the end of the bed, placing him so as if he had been sleeping normally. After a final check in the mirror and pulling her pajamas back on, Jeremy, now Andrea crawled into bed next to her partner.

“Step one complete…now to see what happens.” Andrea could see one slight bump appear in Markus’s crotch, bumping into the bedsheets long enough for her to see it. “Good night…Markus’s dick.” Another bump.

Andrea kissed her sleeping partner on the cheeks before rolling over and starting to drift into sleep.

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The sun had risen by the moment Markus woke up. He stretched and moaned, turning to his left to see his wife absent. “Andrea?” he rose to his feet, scratching his balls and poking his morning wood. Rather than slowly subside he noticed how his dick remained fully erect. he stroked it noticing just how it seemed to twitch in response. it was something absolutely y stunning, something that seemed to make every thrust more intense. He made his way to the bathroom while jacking off, his dick having a dark purple tip. As he turned on the shower his dick suddenly came, cum spurting across the tiles floor of the shower. Markus collapsed onto his knees as he came again and again. “Oh god! Oh god! oh holy god…” After what’s must have been five minutes Markus’s dick with its own mind s mind stopped cumming, deflating into its limp form.

“That was incredible…what…was that?”

Markus didn’t spend long using the showerhead to clean up the large stream of cum before getting dressed for the day. A white shirt and a pair of light blue jeans would be enough considering it was just a Saturday. As he walked out the door he was stopped by his dick suddenly cumming. He leaned against the doorpost as he moaned loudly. When it had passed he grumbled. ‘What the hell was that? Did Andrea slip on a joke dick on me?” He was so close to the truth, but as he sat on the bed and pulled down his pants and underpants. As he began tugging at his own dick, mentally thinking of separating it from his body he noticed that it wasn’t working. Something held him back from doing so…and the only thing he could come to is that it was in fact his real dick. He remembered that he wasn’t masked yesterday evening, so his mind put the joke idea to rest. Instead, Markus was concerned. Was he losing control of his nether regions? He let go of the dick, and as the stimulation of touch ended so did the erection. After a final bit of poking and prodding Markus decided that he was just making a big deal out of nothing. He replaced his underpants, unknowingly stuffing his wife inside his pants. She was having the best time herself. She could feel and hear, and sense just how sexually excited Markus was at any one moment, but she was in complete control of her, no him, no itself. Cumming, erect or limp, at her whim. She was going to make the best of it now that Markus didn’t know.

Markus headed downstairs, grabbing a quick bite in the kitchen before heading to where he’d most likely find the false Andrea. Saturday morning, tennis practice.

The tennis court only had one occupant, and Andrea/Jeremy was busy practicing opposite an automated ball thrower. Markus looked on from the side at her flailing about. “God, she’s in awful shape today, barely keeping up with the tennis balls flung at her.” As the machine had ran out of balls he approached her. Jeremy, as Andrea smiled, showing off her body wrapped in a short sports outfit. “You got this, Jeremy, he has no idea what’s going on…now be Andrea…” Jeremy thought to himself as she leaned in for a kiss

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Markus pulled her close, passionately kissing her on her mouth. The false Andrea let herself go limp while the real Andrea got to work.

“Oh someone’s in the mood already?” Andrea laughed as she could feel the real her pushing against her down below.

“Actually, no.” Markus pulled away, and pushed his dick down. The dick complied with it for now, since it wanted to keep the ruse going for longer. “We need to talk about last night?”

“Oh?” Andrea raised an eyebrow. “Not satisfied with how it went?”

“Oh it was fine, fine.” Markus began pacing back and forth. “It was just odd how…i just fell asleep like that. I don’t think I even got around to cumming myself? And this morning…i came in my pants.”

Andrea giggled, yet laid a comfortable arm around her husband. “I’ve got to ease his mind…get it off what happened and into the now. “It looks like you need some distraction from that then.” She got on her knees in front of him, looking up at him for approval. Markus smiled. “If my dick will go along with it, sure. But it’s been…real weird today. I thought you were pranking me but look..” Markus unzipped and pulled out his meat rod through the zipper hole. As he focused himself and tugged at the dick, nothing happened and it remained in place. It’s my real dick that’s been acting up. Maybe I should get a different one today..”

Two minds, one human, one not, came to the same thought. “Distract him.” Andrea leaned in, letting her mouth encase the limp dick before it got fully erect moments later. Markus didn’t complain, and his worries faded quickly as his wife began to work his dick with her mouth, while her two hands grabbed his knees for support. “Oh, god, that’s good…yes, carry on, Andrea…” Gently Markus stroked his false wife’s hair, playing with it a bit, tugging it…and as he did he noticed that Andrea’s head went along with it…obviously a mask. There was something bugging him now, but the whole getting sucked off bit was a huge distraction. Andrea pulled out for a moment, regaining her breath. “Do you feel better yet, dear?”

“You improve my day any day…” Markus played with his erect dick. “And it seems that things are just back to normal. Must’ve been some sort of fluke. So…turn around dear.”

Andrea nodded, as she pulled down her sports outfit to reveal her ass, wide open and willing. Markus leaned forward, grabbing her asscheeks and penetrating her tight behind. “I see you’re in the shemale mood still? Want to turn things around for you?” Markus bucked as he let one hand slide underneath Andrea to grope her dick. “Yes, yes! Please…” As their panting and moaning got faster and faster suddenly Markus came, and Andrea followed as cum hit the tennis field and Andrea’s insides.

“FUCK YES! FUCK!” Markus pulled out, slapping Andrea on her ass. She could only let out a laugh of nervousness. “He’s really buying it! Great!”

“So…dear..” Andrea pulled up her pants, ignoring the drip of cum from her behind. Markus meanwhile looked at his dick, as it was still erect. One final burst caught Andrea and Markus off guard, spraying itself across Andrea’s back.

“Oh,…ah, I’m sorry dear.”

“Don’t mention it.” She got up, dragging Markus along to the nearby swimming pool. Without bothering to change she dragged him in with a laugh. Both of them laughed, and started to relax, slowly swimming about without purpose or goal.

“So far, so good. Keep it steady, Jeremy, be Andrea.” With a devious smile she approached him for another kiss, slipping underwater to gently stroke his cock. But she didn’t even get a second of stroking off before the cock came again and again. “OH SHIT…JESUS!” Markus seemed to be less excited and more worried.

“What is it, dear?” Andrea did her best to conceal her laughter.

“You’ve put on a joke dick on me haven’t you?” He wasn’t all that pissed but his voice sounded determined. “One second and I go off..”

“What? Me? No..? ” Jeremy might have gotten Andrea down quite a bit, but he was still a poor liar.

Markus dragged Andrea along to the stairs leaving the pool.

“Well the joke has lasted long enough dear. Now tell me, how did you get it to stick when I want to get it off? That’s new.”

“It’s not a fake dick, Markus, it’s yours.” Again, Jeremy’s poor lying was clear enough for Markus.

“Yeah well…” After one more attempt at tugging off his dick, he gave up. “…turn around. Time for round two.”

As Andrea turned around she smiled devilishly. “He’s buying it again, I could keep this up for days.” Markus slowly let his hands roll around her exposed wet ass, slipping in one hand. “Oh…are we doing it like that…”

“Not quite, dear.” There was an awful lot of emphasis on that last word, but Jeremy wasn’t concerned. Nothing had given him away so far. And nothing would. Unless the real Andrea revealed herself of course. But for now, she enjoyed the feeling of being taken from behind once again. Markus was really getting into it, leaning forward and grabbing the back of Andreas red frisky hair while his other hand reached for the back of her neck. As his dick continued to slide in and out of his partner’s ass he considered what he was about to do for a moment. He didn’t know what was going on down below but surely he knew that this wasn’t Andrea…

With a press of the real small bump on the back of her neck and a strong pull of her hair, the mask started come off Andrea’s head. “Wait, dear, what are you doing?” Were the last words before the mask came off and Jeremy’s skinny face was revealed.

“I knew it!” Markus pulled the mask off clean as he continued to fuck Jeremy-with-the-body of his wife as if nothing had changed.

“Ah, dear, you got me. I wanted to play myself, as Jeremy today. I guess we can have some gender bended fun today, heh?” Jeremy didn’t improvise, but gave Markus the last excuse that Andrea gave him while he was training to be her.

“Oh yeah?” Markus continued to fuck Jeremy in the ass. “That was one hell of an impersonation of yourself. It was real good dear, all these small things that were off just so that I wouldn’t notice…” Markus pulled out, and faced Jeremy’s front, looking the man with a female body in the eyes.

“Open up.” Without a moment of delay Jeremy opened his mouth and took it all in. But….Markus pressed the back of his neck and tugged at his hair…but there was no mask. With one final tug at Jeremy’s face he determined that it really was Jeremy in his own body. He stood up, slapping his erect dick over Jeremy’s willing face.

“Nice try, Jeremy. Where’s Andrea?”

Jeremy looked somewhat disappointed before realizing that Markus hadn’t seen through half of their prank, the other half still attached to his crotch. “She’s hiding somewhere, and doesn’t want to be found for a while. She tasked me with replacing her for the time being.”

“…Andrea, Andrea, Andrea, you kinky kinky bitch.” There was nothing but love in Markus’ eyes he giggled. “Hide and seek, again? Fine.”

“So…can I get the mask back now?”

“No.” Markus tossed the face of his wife away. “Until Andrea shows back up you get to stay like this. Pretend to be her without her face, Jeremy, see how that feels!”

“Oh, come on…” Jeremy reached for the mask, lowering it over her head. “I’m here, dear, willing to do whatever you want.” Andrea did her best to look as slutty as possible as she started fondling her own tits.

“That sounds a lot better than having you around with Jeremy’s skinny face…” Markus considered it for a moment before helping his false wife up. “Come along then, let’s go look for Andrea. The real one. She instructed you not to tell where she is, didn’t she.”

Andrea nodded. “She wanted to hide like that as long as possible.”

“Hmmm…” Markus kept looking for Andrea that would pop around the corner any time soon, in any form or shape. For now…he’d best look in the obvious spot. Andrea giggled at his paranoia. If only he knew just how close his real wife was…

The masking bunker was quiet as Markus and the false Andrea entered it, both dressed in short summer clothing. Most notably Markus couldn’t seem to get his dick to go down even though he didn’t feel like jacking off or fucking Jeremy as Andrea right now. He didn’t an admirable job swaying her rear assets with every step. Still he wanted to find the real Andrea first.

“Go down, damn you!” He pressed his erection down but it bounced back up without breaking a sweat.

“You’re really hot and bothered today are you?” Markus frowned, thinking. “Don’t get distracted by her. If Jeremy wasn’t such a poor liar I wouldn’t have noticed it at all.”

Markus examined the table of inanimate sex toy skinsuits trying and failing to contain his arousal. His dick just wouldn’t rest today…but it was his real one. He counted and checked and everything was accounted for. As he looked around the room he realized Andrea could’ve just suited up and left, leaving Jeremy to fill in. All the standout skinsuits and masks were there but if she had picked one of the many standard masks and suits she could be anywhere as anyone.

“Last night…did you two drug me?”

“What? No.” Andrea sounded somewhat more confident this time but Markus didn’t quite believe it.

“Then what is up with my dick?” Andrea avoided his eye contact before looking him in the eyes and giving him a shush sign. She reached in her cumstained sport shorts and pulled out her phone. She typed something and showed it to Markus. “Say this to me and follow me to the bed and I will explain via text. Andrea, just be quiet for a moment I need to think.”

Markus raised one of this bushy eyebrows but complied out of curiosity. “Andrea…just be quiet for a moment i need to think.”

Andrea nodded and smiled, motioning him to join her on the edge of the bed.

The following conversation happened in nonverbal and text.

“Andrea is your dick. She set you up yesterday, and had me fuse her with your real one. Don’t let her know that.

Markus let out a quiet “oh” before contuing with a soundless “what the fuck?” He looked down at the unrelenting bump in his pants. Of course she was….that explained a lot.

He typed back “so I’m not in control of my own crotch?”.

“No. She can feel, hear and feel just how turned on you are and change from erect to cumming to flat in moments. I thought she would try to be more inconspicuous but she’s as turned on as ever.”

Markus pushed his dick down but it wouldn’t budge, no matter how he focused his mind on non-sexual matters.. A mind of its own…

“She wanted to keep the surprise up for as long as she could. Maybe a week or so. Or until she got bored.”

“I can’t go on with her pranking me like this all day. If she were to…get in line more maybe I’d appreciate it…but this whole erect all day and wild cumming stuff is damned annoying.”

Andrea nodded, looking sympathetically.

“So…now what?”

“Let’s just give her a good time before I call her out. Let her live out her kinky fantasy for a bit longer.”

“So,” Markus spoke aloud. “Andrea isn’t going to pop up any time soon…and my dick is still acting up.” Markus slapped his real wife, while grinning at his false one.

“I might have a trick for that…” Andrea leaned in, pulling Markus’ shorts as much as was needed. She leaned forward letting her mouth hover over the erection.

As quiet as she could she whispered “Cum in my mouth and then go limp he’s getting suspicious.”

Jeremy/Andrea put her lips around the erection and started to work it with one free hand. Markus meanwhile was trying to pay attention and see if things would go as she instructed…
It was quite difficult in between the stimulations but like she said, a few minutes in he came in her mouth. Like a good sub she licked it all clean, deep throating him for a moment before pulling out. As she had said, the cock went completely limp.

“See, all you need is a bit of action and that’s all taken care of. She poked the limp dick and pushed it back inside his shorts.

“Yeah…” Markus got up, patiently listening to what he felt. There was nothing, nothing different from his real dick except the erratic behavior. It did feel like something Andrea would do.

“Undress.” He didn’t just sound determined, but more definitive. Andreas real form…the one Jeremy was wearing wasn’t all that impressive. It was Andrea’s personality he fell for, because as a very wealthy man he had a wide selection of women that would bend to his every whim. Not much deformities, and no one would call her ugly, but she was decisively without much assets in front or back. Usually skinsuits took care of that problem. Her b-cup breasts had lovely pink nipples though! A trail of half dried cum hung from her chest down to her lower segment.

Down below, the real Andrea picked up Markus’ beginning excitement and she merely need to think about being erect before blood started pumping down to her deflated form. Her husband, she believed had totally forgotten about her blatant attempts at trolling him this morning. In some way, she controlled him far more than the other way around. The subtle mental connection driving him to be distractingly horny all the time, and giving her the thrills she o desperately desired. She was going to push him all day, and it wasn’t like Jeremy would object.. She felt the shorts chafe all around her as she thrust her form forward, straining against the fabric.

“And its back.” Markus smiled. Now that the strange behavior had its explanation he felt much more relaxed than before. Andrea was there, right there. a part of him…and his dick wasn’t malfunctioning, but it was a deliberate prank. Speaking of which…

“I was thinking…supermodel. Come along, Jeremy.” He dragged his false wife along to the female side of the mask bunker, his dick bouncing along with every step. As Markus made his way past the line of female skinsuits. They were organized by size, and Markus quickly moved past the less impressive and thus less inconspicuous suits to grab the one at
the far end of the row. And what a body it was. Caucasian, without any blemishes. It was finely tuned, a perfect hourglass figure, at least E cup boobs with large succulent nipples and a fine ass. It was the figure of a professional volleyball player, the kind of figure women would kill for to have and men would kill for to sleep with. Markus lifted it off the ground, and handed it to Andrea. On top of that he handed her a mask of a pretty woman with long blonde hair and a telltale birthmark on her left cheek.

“You want to fuck big titted Samus Aran?”

“Eh, I just felt like fucking someone. If you want to be anyone else, that’s fine too.”

“Wouldn’t you rather just do your wife?” Andrea grinned.

Markus nodded. He might as well continue playing the role before but that made seeing her prance around in a perfect body while acting like a slut would be so much better. Andrea was preparing herself as she sat down on the floor, slowly opening up the suit’s neck hole to slip her cute legs in, her dick scraped against the oh-so thin neck, but she managed to wriggle herself deeper inside. She compressed the body quite a bit, pulling it up like a rubber diving suit until her feet matched, and order began to return to the chaotic shape down below. Forming a nice pair of perfect asscheeks and a dark-black shaved crotch in front. As she continued to align the skinsuit up she could feel her smaller body expanding into the larger one. Her stomach compressed itself while her chest reached forward to melt into the fine set of tits up front. Finally, an incredibly pretty looking Andrea rose to her feet gently letting her large breasts sway with every movement

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here there should be a sex scene, but I couldn’t be bothered to write it, just wanted to get this one out! Might be gone for a while after this one.

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After it was all over, Markus pulled Andrea along to the showers. “Time for some cleaning up.” Gently he turned on the shower and began quietly scrubbing himself clean. His dick wouldn’t budge however, remaining upright as ever. Yes, his false wife was standing next to him cleaning her perfect body from all cum he had thrust upon it, but he wasn’t really paying attention to her. As he tried to wipe his lower half clean the mere touching of his dick caused it to cum immediately, and violently for the next minute. While it was all extacy, now he was just pissed after it faded. He pulled Andrea/Jeremy from the shower towards the computer, motioning her to be silent.

He typed out his revenge plan to Jeremy. At least, the part he wanted Jeremy to know about. Jeremy, as perfect-proportioned Andrea, nodded.

“All right, Andrea. The jig is up. I know you’re my dick, and I want you to get off, now, before I get SERIOUSLY PISSED!” This was the first time he’d raised his voice like that in a long time. Clearly, Andrea understood how pissed he was, because Markus’s dick fell forward onto the ground, revealing his real one below. The dick started rapidly glowing until it was at least two meters tall, and cum leaked from the front end. After a moment of struggling, Andrea zipped it open, revealing herself to her pissed husband. Her proportions weren’t far off from Jeremy’s current ones, so she was wearing one of her own skinsuits.

“Gotcha!” She laughed, trying to loosen the tension from Markus whom clearly hadn’t enjoyed the joke as much as she thought he would. He grabbed her nude form, dragging her along to the side of the bunker that contained all the sex toys. Without saying a word, he pressed her head and hands into the S&M stockade they’d rarely use. She didn’t resist, quite baffled at how rough he was handling her…in a non-sexual form. “Honey, you seem quite upset…”

“Yeah.” Markus locked his wife in there, having to stand there with her head bent forward, unable to do anything but struggle.

“I spent all morning worrying that I was losing my mind, and that my dick was starting to truly get erratic.

“Didn’t you enjoy the endless ejaculation?” Part of Andrea was worried about what was going to happen next. She should’ve probably stayed his dick for a while longer, after all, he couldn’t remove her if she resisted him. Still…she was looking forward to Markus taking advantage of her current position. Behind her back, Markus helped Jeremy zip up into the dick skinsuit. “Stay here…I need to get some things. Will be right back.”

With that, Markus made his way to the garden to pick something up, leaving behind a twitching dick and a naked women in a stockade.

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“You brought a garden hose and duct tape? Now I’m seriously wondering just what you are up to, dear.”

“Revenge, of course. Served cold. Ice cold.” Markus walked past her to pick up the twitching dick. With a fierce slam he pressed it against Andrea’s helps crotch until it had become a part of her. “Go erect.” Jeremy complied, and soon Markus slipped on one side of the garden hose, ducttaping it tight with several layers. The other end of the hose he pressed against his wife’s mouth. As she let it in, confused, he attached it to the stockade in such a way that Andrea couldn’t pull it out with her struggling.

“Get to it, Jeremy…”

Andrea started moaning and twitching as the dick started cumming violently and aggressively. Since it had nowhere else to go the garden hose filled up, and after a minute or so it began depositing cum in Andrea’s mouth. She started sucking on the hose, enjoying the salty taste combined with the constant and endless sexual rush down below.

“Did I mention, by the way, Jeremy, that if the inanimate skinsuits can’t expand properly they can’t turn back to normal form? Well, now then you two are stuck there, until I decide to let you out. Now, either you two bore yourselves to death by doing nothing, or you keep the cycle going until I get back. Markus glared at his completely incapacitated wife, trapped in a perfect loop of receiving and taking.

“This should set you two straight on trying to prank me.” Markus laughed as he slapped his wife’s vulnerable ass. “Now, I’d best get dressed. I’m going out for a while tonight.”

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Andrea could feel her stomach fill up, and cum leaked from the sides of her mouth, yet it continued until it started streaming out of her ass slowly. She could do nothing but feel only extacy and embarrassment mixed into one as Jeremy did the only thing he could. There were no breaks, the river of cum flowing endlessly through her body. She looked around, looking for her husband to relieve her, but there was no one to be seen. A few more futile struggles to get out, but nothing would help her. She was completely at his mercy…and she loved it. While she took the initiative quite often, it was Markus in the end that made the final decisions.

Speaking of which…

A young redhead girl, not much older than 20 walked in front of Andrea, leaning in and smiling. She wore a short green party dress, a quite expensive one at that, while her red locks were pushed back into a bun. While her proportions weren’t spectacular, her face had a near-divine quality. It should be noted that the dress had quite a bump up front… As she reached down and pushed it aside, revealing Markus’s real erection sticking out of a snatch

“Well, I’m going out tonight. I’ll leave you two to it…” Markus circled around the trapped Andrea, examining the stream from her behind.

“Well…it’s all lubed up I see..” Markus smiled as she slammed her dick inside her wife, beginning to violate her ass while her feminine hips bucked against Andrea’s rear. “I guess I can’t let such a situation go by, eh?”

He could only hear muffled moans from up front. She could do nothing but snarl out suppressed shouts of joy and vibrate along with the movements. “Ah…” Markus pulled out. “I guess I don’t want to mess up my dress…yet.” Markus squeezed her wife’s ass, laughing at the cum that squeezed out of it.

“Well, you’re all taken care of…” Markus focused her mind, and let out a few girly moans as the dick down below slid inside her, fully making her a woman once again. “I guess I’m all settled for tonight. Have fun you two…” Markus leaned in, whispering in her wife’s ear “I love you dear, but don’t ever do that to me again.” With a poke and a laugh, Marque made her way to the garage, looking for just what type of car she’d be driving in tonight