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Her Hands Aren’t Enough, She Needs Pussy

added 3 years ago BM Body (or parts) theft

Jen tried to remember how she had given a hand job to her boyfriends in the past, and decided to start with some lube. She picked up the small bottle next to her night stand and applied it to both hands. Her head jerked as her hands met with her shaft and began to rub, a little more desperately than she cared to admit. The positioning was awkward at best, but her unsubtle ministrations were certainly getting her somewhere. Wet squelching and warm pressure turned her on more as she stroke her head and she could feel herself edging closer and closer but it wasn’t enough. After almost an hour of rubbing, nearly half the lube gone, and a stream of precum dribbling down from her head to her cleavage, she threw herself down on the bed in frustration. She was so close, but it just wasn’t enough! Desperate, an idea came to her. Pulling upon the base of her dickhead, she felt no give at first, but as she persisted and thought about her head coming off she eventually felt a pulling sensation, then a sucking sensation as her head came off and once more her dick was detached.

Without wasting anytime Jen shucked off her soaked shorts and panties and went spread eagle. Her vision flipped as she gripped her cock and guided it to her wanting snatch. The first few inches were bliss until she found she could go no further. She tried relaxing and pushing, but she couldn’t fit more of her head inside her, and trying only hurt. Beyond frustrated, her body tossed her dick head on the bed and stumbled through the house, knocking over bottles and magazines as she blindly raced to the kitchen. To the transformative spray. She could feel the familiar shape of the bottle as she raced back to the bedroom.

She cringed in pain as she smacked her leg in the bed frame and spilled onto the bed. After a second of recovery, she sat up and spun her dickhead around so she could se her headless body, bottom naked and pussy proudly displayed, spray her aching vagina with the vial. Jen watched with wrapt, horny attention as her body morphed once more, hoping the change would accommodate her cock and not make things even worse.


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