Dickventures (Re-write)

The gentle sounds of sleeping filled the air. It was long past midnight, and the two people were sleeping in bed together, wrapped close. At least, that’s what it looked like. Andrea glanced at Markus, his eyes closed next to him. She checked her phone. About an hour had passed, and he should be deep asleep now, especially after how she’d ravaged him tonight. All by design, of course. She slipped out of bed, leaving Markus asleep alone in his bed.  Right now she was wearing sexy red lingerie and a silken purple sleeping gown, her frizzy hair a bit of a mess. Stepping out through the front door she sent a quick text to Jeremy

||On my way to you.||

There was no response. She frowned slightly, increasing her pace until she barged into his room, knowing full well it was far enough from the bedroom that Markus wouldn’t be woken up.

“Jeremy, get up, it’s happening!”

The room was dark, except for a single computer screen lit up on the right. Sitting in front of it was an exact copy of Andrea, with a dick emerging from her crotch masturbating to 3d porn video of two futanaris having sex.  The other Andrea jumped from her chair, covering up her crotch and her tits with both hands

“Andrea! I was just…enjoying your body, I was trying to stay awake.”

“Did you finish?”

“I…uh… no.” 

Andrea gave her a smirk and walked up. She got on her knees and took Jeremy’s length in her mouth, giving him a fierce, quick blowjob to get it over with. The false Andrea leaned back in the gaming chair with a bit of a smile, her bottom lip quivering. 

“F…hell…Andrea, you…”

Without giving him a break Andrea pushed him over the edge, and Jeremy came in her mouth. Continuing to suck and at the same time drink without any issue. The false Andrea let out a big moan, touching and rubbing her nipples, squeezing them and just loving the feeling altogether as her climax unloaded within her true self. As she came down from it, the real Andrea pulled back and wiped some of the cum from her face.

“Thank you.” Andrea muttered.

 “You can make it up for me by getting it done.”

“Are you really going to do this, Andrea?” 

“Yes. They tested it, it worked fine, and no way in hell am I not going to try being Markus’s dick. Apparently it’s incredibly erotic as well. Now, all you have to do is be horny, come on to him and he’s gonna crack like he always does and ravage you…using me.” Andrea poked the false Andrea’s penis.

“Put it away, and get dressed.” She stepped out of her nightgown and got out of her lingerie, passing them over to her doppelganger who then put it on afterwards. “I mean, he is going to figure out what’s going on eventually. Wait, he’s gonna know Jeremy isn’t here.”

“Oh, Jeremy? You forgot about his nerd convention, nerd zone, nerd whatever he went off today? He’ll be back, he’s just spending his time in some overpriced plastic crap for his bedroom.”

“Hey, they’re nice figurines!” Andrea crossed her arms and frowned at her real self. 

 “It’s not about them, it’s about just making up an excuse on the spot. Don’t talk too much, be horny, that’s all you have to do. And if he doesn’t budge, I’ll start firing him up from the inside. Shouldn’t be hard.”

‘So what, when you’re in, how are we going to communicate?”

“What even needs to be said? I’m a dick, you’re me, when he’s finished I’ll let him know from the inside.”

“How are you even going to get out of that thing?”

Andrea gave her double a bit of a smile. “Oh I had a little thing sorted out for me. Don’t worry about that. Just go out there, press me over his dick, and sleep next to him.”  Andrea held up a skinsuit in her hand that she showed off to him. It was a pair of balls and a large shaft, a perfect copy of Markus’ normal proportions. The back end where it would attach to the body was empty though. Andrea fit her foot into the suit, feeling it stretch with ease to take her entire leg inside it as it stretched to the floor. Slipping in her other leg, she then crouched down into the skin and at the same time lifted up her hands. As the entire thing stretched over herself she pushed both sides of the skin together, and as they made contact they seemed to merge together, shutting tight behind her. The bloated skin seemed to equalise and reshape itself into a massive, disconnected human sized cock and balls. Andrea stepped back somewhat as she watched the process go down, gazing at the massive thing taking shape. As the dick was complete, it began to somehow shrink down further and further into a regular sized dick. Well, it was still impressive, but so was Markus’. 

“Whoa…that’s…I did not expect it to go like that.” Andrea lifted the limp cock off the ground, and as she touched it it went entirely erect within a second. And then limp again, and then right back to looking as if it was about to burst. 

“Are you okay in there, should I get you out?”

The cock suddenly ejaculated, and Andrea had to point it at the ground to stop it from hitting his computer screen. 

“Uuuuh, is that a yes or a no. Does cumming mean yes?”

“Okay. Got it. Do you want to get out….nothing, okay, so a no. Do you want to proceed?” On cue, a squirt of cum blasted from the tip. “Okay, just…don’t move or cum when I put you on, we don’t want to wake him up.” Another positive response. Andrea looked at the cock in her hands…examining it, feeling it…and then she grabbed it and slid the shaft down her mouth. Not only did it look exactly the same, it sure smelled and tasted the same. She lifted it up, slightly, licking just the tip. The dick came in her mouth, but only once.

“I take it you like it then.” She continued to lick the tip. “Well, let me transport you to Markus in a fun way, then.” She lowered her panties and slid the real Andrea inbetween her moist labial libs, moaning loudly for a moment. Pulling it back up, Andrea walked back to her bedroom where  Markus was still wide asleep, lying on his side. Like a kinky version of operation, Andrea sat down on the bed next to him, retrieving the cock from her nethers and giving it a final teasing lick. Then she very carefully pulled down Markus’s pants and underwear, getting out his cock very slowly. She then grabbed the false dick and pushed it against Markus’s. Like it was meant to fit on top of it, the seemingly solid false shaft slid over Markus’s with ease. She checked that it was all fitted into place, and then it looked as if nothing had actually changed at all.

“Did it work?” She whispered, quietly. Markus’s cock went erect and shot one load of cum onto the bed sheets. “Okay, last chance to get out, just in case, do you want me to get you out?” 

The penis went completely limp in response. “Good night Andrea.” She pulled up Markus’s underwear and pants, and then lay down next to him nervous and a bit excited for tomorrow.

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Markus let out a bit of a yawn and stretched himself. As dawn had come, he could suddenly feel something wet in his underwear. 

“Huh?” He glanced down, seeing his underwear slightly stained with cum. “Must have had a very sexy dream or something.” He leaned in and kissed Andrea, who woke up as well. “Good morning dear.”

“Morning Markus. Did you sleep well?” Andrea leaned in and groped Markus’s crotch which got a visible response from him. Within a second he was fully erect, leaking from his tip somewhat.

“Uh, yeah, you definitely got the better of me last night…slept like a baby.” Markus crawled out of bed, Andrea awkwardly staying behind for a moment before getting up.

“Well, now that you’ve slept, it’s time for more sex then.”

“Yeah, dear, hold on. I’m starving. After I get my sausage, you get your sausage.” He winked at her as he stuffed his dick into his underwear, struggling someone as it refused to go down.

“Need a hand.”

“Whatever.” Markus awkwardly pushed it down and headed downstairs, flanked by his wife. “It’s really sensitive somehow today, just eager to keep going on his own. I’m not even horny right now.”

“How about a quickie then? Get all the sensitivity out of you.”

“After breakfast, dear. I’m starving for some bacon and eggs.” Markus stepped into the elevator and she followed.

“Sorry. I tried.” Andrea said out loud.

“Tried what?” Markus turned to her with a raised eyebrow.

“Tried to have sex with you, dear.”

Markus chuckled. “What else is new, Andrea?” He leaned in and pushed her against the wall, kissing her on the cheek and embracing her. His loins were on fire, his dick straining against the fabric of his underwear and his pants, slightly uncomfortably. Andrea did her best to kiss him back and reached around  to grope his ass. The makeout session was interrupted by a ding and the elevator doors closed.

“So dear, how would you want your eggs today?”

“Uh, anything’s fine really.”

“Omelette time, then.” Markus headed into the kitchen and started grabbing what he needed. He always found it relaxing to make his own breakfast, even though as he was going through the process his dick was still rock hard and dripping. “Oh come on already.” He ignored his hornyness for the moment, eager to get through breakfast and then plough his wife with a lot of fury. At times he touched his dick, and it seemed to almost twitch with joy when he did it. He kept his attention to his cooking, just to make sure he wouldn’t screw it up. Andrea meanwhile sat at the breakfast table reading through the newspaper like Jeremy would, in the moment having forgotten that Andrea didn’t really care for them.

Markus turned back to her omelette, and  then creamed in his pants. “OH HELL!”

“What? What is it dear?”

“Did i just…” Markus glanced down at his pants and pulled them forward to see his underwear stained in semen. “For fucks sake, I just…came.”

“Huh, that’s new. Were you thinking of me?”

“No…I mean, yeah, uh, no I was just trying to pay attention to the…” Markus glanced back, seeing that Andrea’s omelette was about to go too far and quickly moved to get it on a plate and serve it to her with bacon. As he got started on his own, he came again.

“Damn it, what the hell is this!” Out of frustration he slapped his penis that persistently just bounced up, now getting hot, sticky and leaky. 

“Maybe if we bang it will.”

“Not now, dear, I’m trying to fucking have breakfast without ruining my underwear, damn it.” Markus started  to get through the process of making his omelette, getting some eggshell in it because he was hurrying  through the process before his pants were totally ruined. For the moment at least his erection finally let up. While it was annoying to have his underwear this sticky, he was going to get through breakfast and then switch clothes to start his day…after having sex with his wife, of course. 

He sat down next to Andrea and chowed through his breakfast. As he did, he could feel himself get hard again. “Oh come on, I’m not even done…” And just like that, he went flaccid.

Another glance at his penis revealed nothing. 

He could hear Andrea giggle, but then as he turned to the right she was stone faced as she read the paper.

“Hmm? Your penis again?”

“Yeah.” 

Markus finished breakfast, and as he got up he was hard again.

“I really think you should let her out of her cage.”

Markus glanced back at her. “I’m pretty sure my dick is a he, dear, can’t get any more male than a dick. “ He put his plate on the counter and then dropped his pants, glancing down at his hard erection.

“Finally.”

Markus glanced at Andrea, but her mouth didn’t make the word at all. He frowned at her.

“Allright, fess up.”

“What?”

“Fess up. You did something to my dick, didn’t you? Did you get RnD to make something to prank me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about dear, now lets get to it.” Andrea undressed quickly, baring her breasts before him, as she was finally getting to the part. Markus embraced her and she slid her pussy onto his dick which twitched heavily. Again, it was very sensitive and erotic, but Andrea wasn’t staring at a horny Markus. While horny as hell and eager to go, the frustrated glare on his face definitely overpowered any of that. 

Andrea let out a nervous giggle. “Something wrong, dear?”

He grabbed Andrea by her neck and dug into her skin. With surprising roughness he yanked off the mask revealing Jeremy’s face underneath.

“Oh…uh, hi.”

“You want to be my wife? Fine. Get on your knees.” He pushed down on his shoulders, watching as the woman with a male head complied. Immediately he rammed his shaft down Jeremy’s throat, smiling as he could see Andrea’s breasts shake with every thrust he did. He was being firm, but not rough as he grabbed the back of Jeremy’s head and pressed it onto his pulsating, almost quivering shaft. It felt different but somehow…it was right. Sliding in and out of his throat, sometimes pulling out to rub it in his face while Jeremy used Andreas hands to masturbate her body, one hand in her slit and another playing with her bimbo tier tits.

Markus came, moaning loudly as he came in a sort of explosion where he could swear he could hear Andrea let out husky moans of pleasure as well. As he shot his load, it didn’t stop. Jeremy pulled free from his dick to cough up some of his sperm while Markus just kept on going. He aimed his dick at the ground, slightly concerned over Jeremy as the climax seemed to last. It was hard to focus even though he tried. He fell onto his knees, as his ejaculation kept going and going adding onto a semen puddle on the floor. 

“Jeremy, what the fuck did you do? The fuck…end! End!”  As if on command his dick stopped and went flaccid within a second. Markus glanced at Jeremy, sitting there still suited as his wife from the bottom out.

“Where’s Andrea, and what did you do to me?”  Markus paused, and realised both questions may have the same answer. 

“Dear. What…the hell are you doing?” He grasped his flaccid dick and lifted it up.

“Hi dear.” Her voice rang out in his mind.

“…what. You can’t be serious.” 

.

His shaft erected itself with an inhuman speed. 

“Newest innovation I requested from RnD. Its multi suiting limited to one section of the body. I have replaced your dick, and let me tell you it feels amazing. It’s so sensitive in here, its like my whole body being stimulated all at the same time. It’s so weird being blind but I can hear, feel and smell just fine.”

“That’s…well that’s something. Happy that you’re happy, now can you please get out?”

“Nah, we’ve barely started, I want to know how other orifices feel. Especially pussy!” His dick twitched again. “You’ve got to try this out, Markus.”

“Yeah, uh, dear. Sure. I don’t think there’s much fun in…this…that. Whatever. Can you please leave, I have to head into work today?

“I’m staying right where I’m at, I’m not giving this up!”

“I’m not going to work with you like this! I can’t, that’s ridiculous.”

“Now that the prank is over I can behave just fine.”

“And you’re going to be happy being limp for hours on an end listening to me at work while you hang around in my underwear?”

“Yes.”

“…you don’t go hard in public, you dont soil my underwear and if I tell you to go down you stay down.”

“Oh thank you Markus. I love you!” His cock twitched and shot another squirt of cum on the floor. 

“Don’t do that, please. And when you do it, do not keep it going like that.”

“Anything else?”

“If you break even a single rule I am never letting you do this again.”

“And if I keep to them can I be your dick whenever I want?”

“If that makes you happy…sigh…yes. But it’s weird!  How can you even want this?”

“Because I get to be a part of you, dear. I can’t get closer to you then this…and also, I’m the best part of you as well!”

“Jeremy. Get on Andrea’s work suit and her work clothes. I’m going to need you to cover for the woman in my dick…”

“Oh..okay. sure. I’m sorry about what happened Markus…”

“That was my wife going too wild…and that’s why I love her. You did okay impersonating her, but she never reads the newspaper. Only you and I do, remember.”

“Right, damn, I should’ve thought of that.”

“Let’s get dressed. Come on.” Markus handed the mask of Andrea back to Jeremy who scrambled to put it back on. His hair compressed into Andrea’s form with her pale face, freckles and very frizzy hair. His eye colour shifted from brown to Andrea’s icy blue.

“Wait though.” The false Andrea spoke up. “I’ve never been your secretary before.”

“Neither has she.” He pointed downwards. “Just look official and well dressed and go yes mister Creneth and no mister Creneth. Get some coffee…maybe keep some notes. That’s all.”

“Okay, I can do that.”

“Besides since you’re Andrea people will be drawn to your tits so they won’t pay too much attention. Now come on, let’s go. There’s work to be done.”