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A Dick Move

… suddenly there was silence and calm. The woman in front of you stood blankly naked, staring before robotically bending down to undo the straps holding you down. You couldn’t wait to get out of that chair, but oddly enough even as you pushed past her and leapt to your feet she didn’t seem to react at all … not even as your painfully erect cock awkwardly brushed against her in the hurry to escape.

“Ooh, that felt tingly!” her voice echoed from somewhere below.

Panting and shaken, you couldn’t help but look down. That … her thing was in you. What was surprising was that you still felt mostly normal, except for an odd moving numbness. You felt every throb and twitch but you couldn’t stop it no matter how much you held it down.

“Oh stop fussing, boy! This is mine now. Let a woman get used to her new digs in peace!” her voice echoed as your cock flexed, your balls shifting visibly.

“Hey stop that! Get out!” you demanded, but not before your erection pulsed harder than ever and your balls strained to the point of painfully intense pressure which drove you back to the chair for support. The woman’s old body was motionless.

“There are a lot of moving parts down here, it would be such a shame if something went wrong …”

“Ok! Ok! I get it!” you begged, as the pressure instantly ceased.

She literally had you by the balls.

“Good. Now do you remember why I’m here? I was very generous letting you go after all the money I paid, so it’s only fair you help me shop for a replacement” the body snatcher taunted.

“So that’s it? I just put you in a new body somehow and you’ll leave me and my junk?” You mused, a glimmer of hope. “How long have I got?”

“Oh, well I’m not cruel! I’ll be down here watching so take your time … but if I feel you aren’t trying your best ...” a coldly warm tingle reached from your balls to the base of your tailbone. “I can always go upstairs and take control myself.” The woman’s voice stated, a saccharine sinister tone.

Her old body was still standing by the chair. An empty smile, waiting to be filled.

“Now, back to business ...”


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