The stranger sat down in my gaming chair, leaning back with an expectant smile. I stood awkwardly blushing, naked, small and shy. My little penis was stiff, but I wasn't going to let this man or his erotic oils control me. I'd had enough of being pushed around. It was time to stand up for myself.
"I... I'm not your play thing..." I stamped my foot. "I can't believe I let you change me like this. I'm not going to..." My protests peatered out as the stranger pulled out his cock. It was just at half mast, but already it was huge! "...not going to... let you..." My eyes were glued to that huge cock. Like a magnet, my hands were holding it before I knew what had happened. It was so warm. I could feel his pulse through his cock. I fell to my knees and took it into my mouth. It felt wonderful. Just the head filled my mouth, and my tongue couldn't stop slurping it like a delicious lollipop. I staired up at the grunning man, angry and defeated. I felt so humiliated. This was so demeaning, but I needed to pleasure him. Every unstinct in my body demanded that I serve my betters.
The cock entered my throat and I gagged, trying to pull back, but his strong hand took me by the back of my head and stopped my retreat.
"Shhhh... Go on. You'll get used to it. Remember, your body can breath through your skin now, so you don't need to use your lungues. Keep swallowing my cock like a good slut... Yes, that's it. Deeper. Deeper. All the way. There we go. Such a good boy..."
The cock just kept going. Me was getting harder, longer and thicker my the second. I could feel his girth expanding in my throat. Finally I had my face pressed up against his crotch, cock completely swollowed. He just held me there, letting me adjusted to this strange feeling. I felt like I was choking. That I couldn't breathe. But after a while, I realized that he'd been right. I wasn't feeling any burning sensation for air. No gasping deperation as if I was going to die. He could just keep his cock in my throat as long as he wanted without concern or consideration. He'd turned me into a living fleshlight.
I began to bob up and down. Working his enormous shaft with my through, tongue and lips. Doing everything I could to make him feel good, despite hating him for what he'd done to me. And I hated how good it made me feel to suck cock.
I reached for my own arching member, but was again repelled by the electric shock. The man grabbed my hair now and began to thrust into me vigorously. He was about to cum! I felt him shoot down my throat. Load after load! He pulled back, now filling my mouth with thick cum. I hated how delicious it tasted! He shot his final few globs across my face. He told me to open up as he held up his phone for a picture. I obeyed, glaring angrily at the camera with my mouth full of cum and my face coated with jiz. My own little cocklet visible and stiff, betraying how slutty I was.