"Now what to do with you next, my slave?", Derrick pondered aloud.
Kyle panted as his mistress lay on top of him. She rolled over on her back and held him close to her, slowly stroking his hair with her long nails. Kyle's arms were hung loosely around Derrick's neck. While their afterglow slowly faded, Kyle spoke up to the amazon's inquiry, "Perhaps you could bless my legs with your divine touch?"
Derrick paused for a moment in idle contemplation, and then began to rummage through her bag, "I'm sure I have something in here that would suit you well". Kyle's pouting lips shifted into a soft smile as his mistress pulled out a bundle of parts. There were nice juicy thighs that would compliment his ass, womanly calves that would add to the effect, and dainty feet that would complete the set. "This will be perfect", she thought.
Derrick sat up and put her slut on the ground in front of her. To make sure his oversized cock wouldn't get in the way, she wrapped a strap around him which pulled it tight against his body. She let the straps slowly massage his ridges. "I don't want you to spill a drop of that spooge", she commanded the curvaceous boy toy, "You hear me?"
"Mmmm~ yes mistress", he moaned, tilting his head down until his plump lips could get onto the tip of his cock. He licked it and sucked slowly, shaking as he pleasured himself.
Derrick took off both of the boy's legs, putting them into her bag for later. Kyle's juicy booty was big enough to keep him grounded and he continued to pleasure himself, unaware of the changes being made to his body. Derrick put the parts of her slut's new legs together before placing them at their new home, they attached seamlessly to his body. His massive cock twitched,"Mmmmmm", he moaned, vibrating his lips and furthering his pleasure. Suddenly his eyes fluttered open as a massive orgasm overtook him. Hot cum filled his cheeks and he struggled to get it all down his throat. When he finished gulping down his goo he licked his large lips, not wanting to waste a drop. He then noticed that he now had the legs of a supermodel. The boy toy looked up at his mistress and gave her a smile.
Kyle stood up on his long legs. Each one was almost like a triangle in shape, their base wide and heavy at his hips and thin and nimble at his feet. He felt compelled to stand on the balls of his dainty feet and did so, completing the pointed look of his graceful lower half.