“Ooghh noo” He cried aloud spewing his seed into her…her hungry cunt seeming to suck it. As ‘Christine’ snarled riding roughly grunted in triumphant orgasmic pleasure. Christine’s body rapidly filling out to a muscular half-orc woman, as it shape changed becoming attractive in a butch sort of way, but wrong. She continued to ride ‘Brian’ as the table was shifted flat, horizontally like a painful bed.
“Moorrre…oghhh” The creature growled laughing at Brian. Surrender more of that human seed….
Brian couldn’t help himself. This human form was quite hearty – it continued to deposit his seed into the muscular half-orc, despite his frantic wish to stop. She chuckled, amused by his futile struggle. “Just accept it,” she smirked, as she rode his rigid cock, each spasm bringing more seed into her hungry half-orc pussy, “resistance is impossible.”
“No…” Brian gasped, even as he felt himself shoot yet again, “I won’t accept this!”
“You don’t have to, Brian,” laughed the doppelgaenger, “because you’re not the one in control here. I am.” To prove her point, she ran her hands up Brian’s naked human torso, caressing the thick pecs, and playfully twisting his nipples. “Besides,” she purred, in an oddly seductive voice, given her half-orc form, “once I make you my thrall, you’ll accept anything I want!” She chuckled evilly. Brian’s penis spasmed and released his last drops of man-juice. The doppelgaenger sat back, and closed her eyes, a smile on her face. “Very good, Brian, very good. We’re almost done.”