Matt had secretly had a crush on his friend Kyle for years now, and had always fantasized about getting fucked by him. This was the best way to make it happen, he realized. He could become one of Kyle’s sex toys.
The idea of being owned and used was simply too powerful for Matt. The idea of being fucked by his straight friend was enticing. Matt settled on becoming a fleshlight, after a moment of processing this decision. He decided to set the duration for 24 hours, in case he hated the experience. Selecting other options for temporary altering of reality and the ability to retain his senses of sight, his mouse hovered over the “initiate transformation” button. He had dreamed about this for too long, he had to do it. He clicked to begin.
Matt sat up from his computer and looked around the room, waiting for something to happen. As he took his clothes off, he started to feel a pleasurable warmth. This was probably it, he thought. He threw his clothes on the bed.
His room began to turn hazy, and change. It was surreal to watch his belongings and surroundings shift into an unfamiliar space. A different room began to take shape, and suddenly Matt found himself in what must have been Kyle’s bedroom. He looked around for a moment, and then noticed something sitting on the unmade bed. It was a fleshlight, gently scuffed and used. There was cum dripping out of it. Kyle had used it that morning. As Matt watched, the fleshlight began to flicker the same way his room had previously. And then, it was gone.
Naked, yet strangely filled with warmth, Matt walked across the room and climbed onto the bed. It smelled like Kyle’s cologne, an intoxicating, sensual smell to Matt. As the warmth he felt grew stronger, he began to stimulate himself as he got hornier. Because he was lying on the bed, he didn’t notice the slight mushy sounds his body began to make as the changes started. His feet cracked as his toes began to merge into the larger foot and then the foot itself began to become indistinguishable from his legs. The same thing happened to his fingers and hands. His legs began to pull up into his torso. His internal organs and skeleton were dissolving, as his body simplified itself. There was no need for appendages anymore.
His hair began to recede into his head, and his neck began to thicken, as it slowly became the same diameter as his chin. His nipples glazed over. As he laid on the bed, he noticed he could feel the sheets much more strongly now. It was as if his entire body was as sensitive to touch as his fingers or hands, or increasingly, as his cock. With his arms sticking to the sides of his torso, he felt his balls gently pull up into his body, and then his scrotum shrunk up inside him as well.
When Matt imagined turning into a fleshlight, he would have thought that his mouth would have been the orifice of the sex toy, but even in his euphoria he realized that he was mistaken. His body was shrinking, but his ass was becoming the dominant part of his body. His ass cheeks were pushing away, pulling apart and merging into the sides his torso, and soon his asshole was unrestricted. His eyes glazed over, his mouth sealed. His ears pulled into his head. His head was slowly squishing down into the rest of his body, which was now more plastic than flesh. The changing mass that was Matt undulated in expectation.
With what thought he could still think, the fleshlight could feel the draft over its sensitive hole, and knew it wanted Kyle to stick his most private part inside of it. The fleshlight knew that when Kyle did, he would be able to taste, smell and feel Kyle’s hard cock as it penetrated, and thought of nothing else. The fleshlight shivered with pleasure as it rubbed against the rough sheets of Kyle’s bed, shrinking down to size. It’s hole opened slightly wider than normal, and the hole deepened until it went all the way down to Matt‘s former head.
The pink plastic of the fleshlight began to quiver slightly as the outside of it hardened into a black shell, leaving the tip with its asshole the only part of its 10-inch body that matched Matt’s skin tone, which was darker than the synthetic pink of the original fleshlight Matt had replaced.
It’s transformation completed, the fleshlight laid on the bed, waiting for it’s master to return and fill it. Time did not exist for it any more, and it did not know how long had passed when it heard a door opening in another room.