Driving home, you feel glad that you were not as bad as some other folks. You would hate to get a visit from someone like yourself. You are also happy to feel young again, and wonder how this is going to work in the long term...but that doesn't matter, a deal is a deal.
Arriving home, you park and get out, leaving the key in the ignition with the doors locked. Better not make it too easy. Once inside, you rest in your large easy chair, and doze off to sleep.
You are awakened by a knock at your door. You open the door and a short fat man walks in. "Who are you?," you ask.
"Don't you know?" the stranger responds. "I was told to come here by....," his voice trailed off, as he looked down to your crotch.
"Don't tell me, some guy dressed like Santa?" you ask.
His eyes fixed on your crotch, "Ummmm...not dressed like Santa, the real Santa. Say, can I feel that?" The fat man reaches out toward your foot long bulge and super-sized balls.
"Sure" you say. As the man's stubby fingers begin to fondle your cock sheath, you become aware of who the man is. His name is Richard, nearly 50 years old, he lives alone several hundred miles away, and has a very unhealthy obsession with male genitals. Your assignment is to assist him with an appropriate punishment considering what he has done to others in his past.
You sigh, wanting to spend the night alone "Take your clothes off Richard over by the bed in the bedroom."
You close the door, and the little man eagerly strips nude as you walk back to your bedroom. You look at the man puzzled. He seems too happy. "Why are you so cheerful?"
"I love your suit, the way it clings to your sculpted body, the way your huge balls jut from the suit, clearly defined by the latex. Your body is perfection in my eyes."
You roll your eyes, as you would rather not be who you are now. "You have been very bad, Santa has told you before, many times." The images of Richard's past wrongs now flash through your mind.
"Santa gave me a suit once, very shiny and stretchy." the short man giggled with delight, "He said to leave others alone. I tried...but I failed. He took it back and told me to visit with you."
As you think of what needs to be done, this man would take pleasure in just about anything. You go over to the bed and lie down. "Come Richard, stroke and rub against me while I think."
The man smiles as he jumps on the bed, and begins to greedily lick the latex bulge of your cock while grinding his cock into your foot.
While the licking feels good, you think, searching your mind and working though Richard's past looking for a suitable punishment.
The man was pathological, he would not stop on his own. An idea flashes in your mind, and you ask Richard to stop, and to sit on the bed next to you. You get off the bed, and open a linen closet to find a set of lycra sheets. You take then and set them on the edge of the bed, "Richard, make the bed with these sheets"
Richard happily gets to work, while you go get a drink of stale coffee you had left in the kitchen. After finishing the pot, you return to the bedroom, and lie down on the newly made bed. The latex-lycra mix is good, as you slide around easily. You reach down and pull your cock away from your belly, and say, "Richard, I need you to milk my cock"
The short fat man jumps on the bed, and quicly engulfs your cock in his mouth. He gags constantly, but keeps your cock tip in his throat, swallowing. You place your hand on his head, removing his gag reflex. His gag noises were annoying. You stroke his head, your rubber fingers squeaking lightly against his bald scalp. The man is good, and quickly you erupt in orgasm, filling the man's belly with fuel for his changes. You smile, and direct the man to continue suckling on your cock, it feels good. You put both hands on his head and picture in your mind this man going to a farm. He is to find a cow or a mare in a stall. He will use a stool, and stand behind the animal and insert his modified cock. The man's cock will swell and lengthen into the animal's womb, where his cocktip will meld into the lining of the animal's womb. His legs will begin to shrink as more of his body mass moves into the animal's womb. Finally, he will use his arms to push the rest of his body into the womb once he is no longer breathing on his own.
You take your hands off the man's head, and push his hungry lips off your cock, "That's enough of that." He looks up disappointed. You hold your cock against your suit, and again you feel your cock rejoin the rest of your flesh inside the suit. You point to a robe on the bathroom door, "Put that on. We are leaving."
You direct Richard to the front door, grab your wallet, and then out the front door to your car. You help Richard inside, and get in yourself. You start driving out into the country, not sure where you are going, but the more you drive, the closer it feels. You pull into a long driveway to a horse farm. You pull up and park next to one of the stables. You direct Richard to get out and wait for you. Once out yourself, you get Richard and head inside. You pass slowly by each stall, looking for the right mare. Once you reach the end of one side, you start back down and stop about halfway down. Inside, a mare looks at you. You reach out and touch her nose, and realize this used to be a human man.
You open the door, and pull Richard to the doorway, "Richard, in here. Go stand behind the mare." You look around for a stool, finding one by a feed bin. You bring it back to the stall and hand it to Richard. "Use this." Richard giggles and takes off his robe, tossing it to your feet. Using the stool, the short fat man takes newly modified 18 inch cock and slides it into the now wet pussy of the mare, and starts to pound away.
You stand outside the stall, checking on Richard every so often. This isn't pleasing to you, but it's your job. You hear the horse give a whinny, and look back to notice Richard's legs are gone. He is holding onto the horse's tail while he tries to push his body into the horse. You hear him gasp for air. You walk back behind the horse, Richard's face looks different, his nostrils are huge like a horse, his new form is rather disgusting. After he stops breathing, you push the soft head into his new mother's birth canal, all the way to your shoulder. You feel Richard slide into the womb, and pull out your slick arm. You didn't sign up for this kind of stuff, but this way this pervert won't mess with anymore human males. Richard was destined to be reborn a mare that was going to be in constant heat and the stables most productive breeder.
You pick up your robe, close the stall door, and head back to your car. You use the robe to wipe off your arm as you walk. Your tired, and want to get home. Hopefully this is it for today as turn back onto the paved road heading back into town.