After a minute or two the door opened again and the redhead re-entered. The gleam in her emerald eyes was a bit unsettling, but in your lust-filled haze you didn’t even notice. She held two little suction cups in her hand, each about the size of a penny. Both had microchips on the outward side.
With erotic confidence she sauntered over to you, her semi-hard shaft slapping back and forth between her creamy thighs like a pendulum. It was almost hypnotic. She smirked, licked one of the suction cups, and placed it on your forehead. The other she licked and stuck just above her shaft, in that pale little triangle of flesh between her hips and her sex. She held some sort of touchpad in her hand, which she turned on and typed something into.
The suction cup on your forehead beeped and started humming almost silently. The sound filled every corner of your mind. Instantly, by no choice of your own, you relaxed. Your face went slack, mouth hanging open slightly, eyes half-lidded.
The redhead smirked. “This is a transferral device,” she explained, idly stroking the hair on top of your head. “It will take your mind and insert it here.” She cupped her soft shaft and balls. “...one of the nice little secondary features is that once it’s on, whoever’s on the giving end can be controlled by the operator. For instance...like this.”
She tapped her screen again, and your body stood up and knelt before her. Your face was inches from her meaty shaft. Your stomach sank a bit. This was honestly a little terrifying.
The redhead giggled, lifting up her shaft and then letting it fall on your face. It slapped softly against your forehead and stayed there. You, however, could not move.
“Mmm, I always love this part,” she murmured, biting her lip. “The moment before. The quiet anxiety in their eyes. The people who became my ass, breasts, and tongue all looked the same way...”
She tapped another control. Your arm moved up, grasped her shaft, and pointed it at your mouth. On autopilot your lips kissed her tip, and she shuddered softly. “Mmmnnnh...just like that...” she moaned.
As if on cue your mouth opened and you swirled your tongue around the tip of her dick. She gently thrust her hips, and her meat slid past your lips and tongue to enter the back of your throat. Immediately you gave a soft, choking sound, but your body made no move to get away. The redhead moaned and slid out again. Her shaft glistened with your saliva.
Setting the screen aside and placing two hands on both sides of your head, she began fucking your mouth ever so slowly. In...out. In...out. Slow insert, fast release. You felt your tongue and throat stretch to accommodate her meaty, salty girth. Your hands rested on her soft creamy hips.
The room filled with quiet slurping noises and your own soft choking. Gradually she thrusted faster and faster, her balls slapping against your chin and your nose buried in her neatly-trimmed pubic hair. The suction cup on your forehead buzzed and burned. Your thoughts begin to swim.
By now the redhead is fucking your face with hungry desire, a bit of drool leaking from her mouth. “Y-yes...yes!!” she whimpered, pounding your throat.
You felt strange. Compressed, even. Hot and pulsing and sweaty and soft. Your vision split in two—one view of the shaft piercing your throat, the other a view of a familiar-looking tongue and set of teeth. Something bubbles up from the back of your throat—way, way back. Your...legs(?)...feel like they are squeezing and clenching for some reason.
As her hot white semen erupts from your mouth, your whole body surges and you nearly pass out. Hazily you realize you can no longer see the girl’s cock forcing its way inside your mouth. Instead, as you vomit up thick ropes of hot white cum, you realize you are staring down a soft pink throat. Somewhere outside this massive mouth, your Owner is moaning rather loudly. It takes you almost half a minute to finally ‘calm down’ enough to stop spewing. Your stuff, pulsing body is pulled out of the mouth, dripping with semen and someone’s drool. Finally as you pass the lips you see a familiar face staring blankly at you.
It’s yours.
Your body kneels silently in front of the redhead, unmoving. The eyes are empty. The suction cup flashes softly. Two creamy white pillars fill up most of your peripheral vision...and a gigantic hand gently cups your throbbing form. A giggle.
“Mmm...perfect~” she cooes. “Take one last look, Cock. Your former home. You belong to me now.” She lets you drop, and you slap wetly against her soft thigh. You can only see the floor now, and your former body’s knees. You can feel her balls and scrotum beneath you, like a fleshy warm cushion. As you drool little orbs of semen out of your tip, you hear her typing away on the screen again above you.
“My name is Erin, by the way...but you can call me Mistress. That is, if you had a voice.” She giggled. “Now...normally I sell the empty bodies as sex dolls...but you were simply a delightful little fuck...mmm, I wonder if I should keep yours as a toy? A few taps here and there would change it right up, make a nice little maid...maybe even a flesh light...”