Turned into a cock sleeve
Dustin once again found himself in a heap on the floor against the wall as seemed normal now after he had this new lifestyle thrust into him. He found himself licking his lips subconsciously, tasting Ty on him and still caught in the conflict of his dual orientation. Looking down at his pale body filled him with more gay thoughts as the recent filling leaked out of his partially gaped pucker just below/behind that miniscule package. It's so cold without Ty in me. Am I not cute enough? No, stop being gay!
The femboi looked up pathetically at Ty who was still partially erect, not helping his current state of mind, but there wasn't much else to look at in the bdsm chamber. He glanced over at the door, maybe if he can get out and as far away from Ty he'll be safe. There has to be a way, while he can think clearly enough for his own good. Ty in the meantime stretching and moving toward an adjacent bathroom connected to the room, "Don't move gay boy, I'm going to shower off. Then we'll discuss your inability to properly clean my dick."
"But-" Dustin meekly protested still drooling as his arms were still bound behind his back so he couldn't very well clean himself up.
"The only butt I should hear is your tight bubbly ass being fucked. After I've rinsed myself off, we'll go for round two," ty says as he walks into the bath, the sound of knobs squeaking and the patter of water coming from the space.
The lone naked boy in the room finds himself compelled to do what Ty says, nearly frozen in place save for his sphincter gradually closing up and sealing off the steady dribble of cum. He closed his eyes and shook his head, fending off the gay thoughts weighing him down and tries to free himself of Ty's command. He pulls his knees up against his abdomen, getting his feet underneath and propping himself up on those lean legs.
Dustin makes his way over to the door, trying to turn the spherical door knob, but he's too slippery to get any traction to turn it, not to mention the locking mechanism requires him to turn it to unlock the door at all. He only manages to jostle it haplessly, bending over and reaching up with his arms bound behind it was also out of the question with how small he was now. Only one option remaining, Dustin presses his lips against the knob and finds the fit pretty tight. He finds himself entranced once more as his mouth is occupied, tongue flicking over the pressed in lock and even then he couldn't apply enough force to turn it. I just gotta focus...just turn it. It tastes kinda nice.
He spread his jaw wider to accomodate the knob, if he could only get his mouth over more of it to turn. The brass of it clanging against his teeth as they slid over its' surface, cheeks puffed out as he manages to cover the whole thing. His tongue still flicking over it, but now he just needs to turn it to escape. He found himself grunting and groaning, realizing how quiet it was now.
"Well well well, what do we have here? So gay that you need to suck the door off now?" Ty moved up to the bent over boy, cupping one of those cheeks and rubbing a couple fingers against his asshole. It was still wet enough that he was able to easily slide his middle digit in, the femboi wincing and groaning in response.
Ty tugs at Dustin and realized the extent of the situation, "Were you trying to escape? I'm pretty sure I told you not to move. Probably the gayest thing you've done all day!" The much larger Ty grabs at Dustin's arms and yanks him free of the handle too easily, clattering down below where his teeth fell. Ty grabs him and slides his fingers around inside the femboi's mouth, who could barely put up a fight, brushing those digits around inside and casually knocking free the remaining bits. He leans Dustin forward so that they fall free, leaving his mouth an empty drooling mess.
The larger foster brother yanks Dustin over to the bed, throwing him atop on his back with his rear hanging over the edge. Ty grabs Dustin's legs and pulls them up so that his knees are pressing against his belly ascentuating that pert rump. He leans over the little slut and rests his partially erect member over his taint against that small tight plump scrotum and dick, "You really think you can run from who you are?"
Dustin struggled to find the words, "I'm straigh-" Also speaking them without any structure for his mouth was just a difficult.
"If you were, you could've escaped. Instead you just couldn't resist getting something in your mouth," Ty jeered as he plunged a couple digits into Dustin's mouth. He pushes those lips inward over those bare gums, lightly thrusting them in and out as the femboi moaned against his own will. "Admit that you want my cock and I'll grant your wish." Removing his fingers from
Dustin was overshadowed by larger more macho foster brother, trying to resist the urge to do as Ty asked. Even in his mind he knew it was futile as Ty's growing erection rubbed against his taint. Dustin was indignant, but couldn't fight that growing desire, "I-I wan' your cock."
"Thought so," Ty smirked as he lightly patted Dustin's face, "Good girl." He pushed Dustin's legs further against his front, bending his legs far further than he thought possible so that his feet were just passed his head. Those straightened legs against his prostrated front emphasised that coin purse jutting it outward. Ty gives it a flick as he pulls back and presses his fat head against that loosened sphincter. A swift thrust forward easily splits the boy's ass, penetrating deeply into the wanting cockslut.
The femboi letting out a girly gasp as Ty sinks that meaty member deeper, the passage still well lubricated after prior events. He pulls the bindings at Dustin's arms, seemingly releasing him and yet despite his attempts he was still stuck. Ty shifted his weight forward, hands pressing against Dustin's heels. Pressure welling up further from the slut's groin, throughout his chest as his legs sank into the flesh. Even though Dustin couldn't help but enjoy himself, he knew something was off especially as his neck stiffened and he could no longer look downward, "Wha's happe'ing!?"
"I'm making you better," was the only response Ty seemed willing to give. Pulling his hips back before thrusting forward deeper into Dustin.
It was impossible for him to fight what the desires thrust upon him, even frozen the way he was. Ty seemed bigger in posture and size even though Dustin couldn't look in his direction, somehow he felt smaller and tighter around Ty's cock He felt lightheaded and warm all over as his limbs sank deeper into his body, nearly fading away except for slight impressions where they partially stick out. Ty's hands wrapped around the shifting femboi's sides, swelling along the middle giving his form a bit more structure.
Ty continued to thrust into the femboi's changing body, grunting and groaning as pre and cum spurted free of that tightening passage. Dustin finding his mouth perpetually gaped, the bedsheets stretching out before him as he shrank further bit by bit. He could only blink and writhe slightly in Ty's grip, a hollow groan escaping through his face as the bulge of Ty's cock began to reach just closer to his head. Dustin's head feeling like it was going to split with the pressure seemingly behind eyes, dribbling drool thickening and growing more pearlescent as his foster brother neared his climax.
It didn't take much more to push Ty over the edge, tightly squeezing that fleshy exterior of the newly formed cocksleeve. His fingers able to trace parts of Dustin melded together, his baby dick still in it's current form and stuck out on the fleshlight's base.
"Mm, here you go...you gay..boy toy," Ty trying to let out before groaning and slowing his pace, pulling Dustin right to the base of his cock and humping his hips. The fleshlight swelling around it's head, closing its' shrunken eyes as it could only take the load. With enough pressure it began to well up in his throat, viscous excess seed gradually seeping out over his lips. His foster brother collapsing on the bed on his back, Dustin still tightly coupled with his still throbbing dick.
Ty lies there spent, Dustin somewhat comatose after the thorough filling.