As you near the city, you pass a hitchhiker, what looks like a woman with long, dark hair. You pull over, and they run to catch up with you. You look, and it's a young man with long hair.
You were hoping for a woman...and sigh deeply, but this is your next assignment or you would just drive off. "Get in" you say, as you lean over and open your passenger door.
Your new guest slides into the seat, "Hi, I'm Randy." He closes the door and reaches his right hand over to shake.
You reach out your hand and shake his, "Hi Randy", and you drive off. Your mind now filled with Randy's dark past. This hitchhiker preys on older men who think he is a woman, but are too nice to leave him on the side of the road. This one is a killer. But he's neat and smart. No guns or anything like that, he uses poison in his victim's drinks.
Randy interrupts your thoughts, "Hi...uh...thanks....I'm a bit hungry. Can you drop me off at the next cafe up the road?"
"Sure thing" you blankly say. Already you are replaying the same bit from his memories, then he will stop at a cafe, he will say he has no money, invite you inside since your paying, offer to get you a drink, and once back on the road, about an hour later, fall into a death sleep.
Thinking ahead a few moves, "Randy, I'm almost home. I have food there. Your welcome to stay and have a hot meal."
A surprised Randy nods, "Sure. Thanks, I'd love a hot meal. I love your suit by the way. The way that dildo looks on your chest, I'd almost say that was your real cock."
You nod, "It is my real cock. Now please be quiet and still until I get you into the bedroom. I've got a hair trigger right now, and I just want to get home first."
Randy sits back in the seat, and stares out the windshield.
This one is a pervert. He has a light build, and when accosted by other perverted men, he is submissive. This has led to a hatred of men, and he kills them. At the same time, he has grown to enjoy sex with men. So this one is another nutcase.
The rest of the drive is quiet. As you park the car, you turn to Randy and say, "Get out of the car and stand next to the door." You lock the car doors, grab your wallet and keys, and head to your front door. You open your door, and you both enter, closing the door behind you.
You think a moment, then ask, "Randy, go strip off your clothes, take a shower, and put on one of the lycra suits from the chest next to the bed. Wake me when your done."
You follow Randy to the bedroom, slide onto your lycra sheets and doze off. You wake up when you hear the chest lid close next to the bed. Randy is sliding on a royal blue wet look catsuit that has feet, gloves, and a full hood. As you look at the encased figure, you nod, "Crawl onto the bed and lie down next to me." Randy obeys, and lies still. You take your hands and rub his lycra encased body from his shoulders to his stomach, removing any zippers from the suit and forming three special areas. His face has a set of latex lips that bond to his flesh, a latex anus that bonds the suit to his flesh, and a latex border around the base of Randy's crotch, leaving the scrotum and cock flesh exposed. This is quickly followed by a few strokes to harden Randy's cock, and you slowly start to lick, and then suckle on the cock tip. Something in the back of your mind screams out in disgust, but the taste drives you wild. You take your time, building Randy's orgasm slowly. As you take his entire shaft into your mouth, you begin to swallow, using your throat to milk the end of the shaft and cock tip. Randy's shaft begins to spasm and his balls seem to jerk with each spasm. You greedily suckle, as you feel the years start to increase. You don't stop until you have drained nearly 50 years from the man. You reluctantly stop, slowly pushing yourself off Randy's cock, you give the cock tip one last slurp and then sit up. You feel powerful from what seems like a teenage stamina, the feeling is intoxicating.
You take a break and enjoy this feeling. You can't let Randy go, at least while he's able to harm others. You know he's stuck with a nearly 70 year old body, even though he looks barely 20. The young man has been abused in his life, but that's no excuse for his serial killing spree. "Randy, I'll make you an offer you can't refuse. I will find those men who raped you. They will pay. What you did was worse, and for that you have to pay."
Your huge cock and balls are getting on your nerves, so you think about a wet vagina between your legs. As you keep that thought, you feel your cock shrink down from your neck and the pressure in your crotch lessens as your balls shrink and you are left with a slit in your latex suit. You slide a finger to make sure your done, and are rewarded with a gripping of your finger.
You reach down to Randy's cock again, this time licking his flaccid shaft until it grows erect again. You will his cock to be a foot long and softball size testes. Once his scrotum stretches full, you stop licking and slide over Randy's body. You position his huge member to your latex slit, and slide down, filling your new cavity. You lay down on Randy, grip his body, and roll over putting Randy on top. Your excited now, you quickly say "Now pump away Randy, pump into your first pussy."
Randy's body seems to awaken, and he grips your shoulders and starts to pound away. You are surprised at how good this feels. Your new vagina grips and milks the supercock with powerful muscles as you feel every bump and bulge sliding in and out of you. Randy pumps into you like a rabbit, as he works his older body to its limits. You feel your female orgasm build like a wave crashing against the beach, each wave just as wonderful as the last. After several of these waves crashing between your legs you feel Randy's cock stiffen followed by warm jets of his seed filling your belly. Randy collapses onto you, and you hold him tight, your pussy milking the frail man's body for all it's worth. You feel the last of the fluid flow from the shrinking cock, but your belly is full. Slowly, you lean over and slide a motionless Randy off you, his oversized cock rapidly shrinking, dropping out of your warm tunnel as he rolls on to his back.
As you think, you can't help but regret not having a dildo right now. Oh well, that can be done later. You reach down with your hand and imagine a ken doll, a sexless groin. Soon your latex slit is gone, and a smooth bright red crotch shines in its place.
You slide over and get off the bed and look at Randy's unconscious body. You don't want to drain anymore of his life, that's too easy. You go over to the front of the bed and pull Randy's feet to the edge. You sit down next to the feet and lean back. You begin to slowly cup and stroke the enlarged scrotum, thinking of Randy's body with a vagina and a cock. The scrotum slowly deflates and seems to be sucked into Randy's body, leaving a small slit. You slide one finger inside, and the gripping muscles inside let you know the change is complete. You then work your hand up to Randy's chest, and rub in a circular motion until two DD breasts grow under the lycra. Lastly, you begin to stroke Randy's face. The lycra hood recedes down to a latex collar around Randy's neck. His facial features soften until he looks like a very young Cindy Crawford, except for the mole. You leave the old man to rest while you go sit in your easy chair and watch a little television. Your stomach is full, and you need some time to digest your meal.
Hours later, Randy awakens and comes over to your chair. "Thank you for that, it felt wonderful." You reach up with a finger and slide it into Randy's pussy, wiggling it around as Randy gasps and thrusts his hips into your finger. Not getting carried away, you pull your finger out, "You can always feel that way again. Though I think what I just did feels better." Randy nods in approval. You stand up, and give a long, passionate kiss to the beautiful hermaphrodite woman. During the kiss you remove the images of the rape and of Randy killing the men. You implant a sole need to feed on men, have sex with men, be used by men. You change the hands and feet of the catsuit to shiny royal blue latex.
"I have made you into a sex toy. You will feed and live on the fluids of men. You cannot harm any man, and no man will harm you if he can smell you. You have powerful pheromones that will protect you. I have drained a lot of your life away. You have maybe 25 more years left, which will be spent as you are now. Your suit is removable, but you will always desire to wear it. I must take you to a place where you will serve others, go to the car and wait for me.
Once in the car, you lean over and stroke the herm's cock, making sure it will always be erect, and always 12 inches long. As a gift, the herm's cock is prehensile, to hit all the right spots no matter where it goes. You feel proud as Randy plays with is new movement, like a new arm.
You focus to the road and start to drive. Not sure where you are going, you drive until you feel you are close. You stop in front of a biker bar. You turn to Randy, "Inside, you will make yourself available to any who want you, your purpose is to serve. There will be a fight for you, you will go with the winner. After he gives you oral sex thirteen times, his cock will become prehensile like yours, and he will only wear lycra or latex, as he bonds to you. He will care for you and you will bear his children, which will look like you. Now go find your master."
With that Randy opens the door and walks though the door, disappearing inside. You smile and wait in the parking lot across the street. A few minutes later, you hear the sirens of the police. Several men come out of the bar, bruised and bloody. You then see Randy in the arms of a tall, built man as he races to his bike. As Randy and the Biker disappear down the road, the cops finally show up.
You start your car and head to an adult toy store, as there is probably a dildo there with your name on it.