Date: Fri, 27 Nov 2015 20:44:46 -0500
From: Remy Reid <mysweetass95@gmail.com>
Subject: TG/Magic-Sci-Fi: Thanks For The Mammaries

This story is largely inspired by a fetish site I happened upon one night.
I hope you enjoy the read, critiques always welcome at
mysweetass95@gmail.com!  Thanks!

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It had been several years since my last visit to the doctor. I was the type
of guy that liked to ride things out rather than to rely on pills and
treatments. I also had no small fear of physicians, reading too many horror
stories about surgeries gone wrong. This time, however, I knew a trip to
the local butcher was unavoidable. I had a weird cough that was steadily
worsening. It was reaching a point where breathing wasn't just labored, it
was becoming impossible.

When I arrived, the place was empty. I had never been to this emergency
care facility before, but I expected it to be more lively to say the least.
I had to wait for ten minutes at the front desk before someone even showed
up. Even then, the gentleman looked surprised to see me. His grin glowed
genuinely, like he found a Kit-Kat in his pocket.

"Hi!" he beamed at me.

Before I could respond, he continued on.

"Sorry about the wait. How long was it?  It's really slowed down the last
few hours. Wasn't sure anyone else was coming in. Glad you did though" he
rambled.

"Any of the doctors still here?" I quizzed.

"Well sure! Wow, this is perfect, just perfect. Those eyes,  just
those....  Okay! Let's get you set up" he continued rambling as he poured a
glass of water.

"Drink up!  Do you know your measurements by any chance?"

He stared intently at me as he asked. I didn't know how to respond, sipping
my water slowly in a desperate attempt to understand what he was asking. I
was getting nowhere, so I bit the bullet and asked.

"Ummm, measurements for what? Height, you mean? Weight? I'm not sure I've
heard anyone phrase it like that."

"Right, right. You know, you should just have a seat. You're probably
feeling a bit light headed. Besides, I can always size people up easily."

I shuffled towards the closest chair and plopped down a little quicker than
I thought I would. He was right, I definitely felt light headed.

"Mmmmmmmm. Perfect. I love hips and a great bubble butt."

I looked around confused. Who the hell was this guy talking to?  Am I the
only one here? Is someone hiding?

"Are you okay?" I shot at him before I began drifting off into
unconsciousness. The last thing to meet my ears was:  "Better than okay. I
finally snagged myself a real prize."

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I came to in a dizzied state. It took me a second to realize I wasn't in
the emergency care facility anymore. And another second to realize I was
restrained, locked into some kind of stand that held me in a standing doggy
style position. My arms shackled. My legs spread. My head trapped. I was
beginning to panic, furiously struggling against my metal prison to no
avail.

That's when I saw her. She was gorgeous. Brunette. Cascading hair. Smokey
eyes. Full lips that screamed "Insert cock here!!"  And she was trapped.
Trapped in a device just like mine, bending her over in the most delicious
way. It just took a second before I had a raging hard on, even knowing I
was in the exact same situation as her. Our eyes met, soft brown eyes, but
I looked away quickly. Partially out of embarrassment but mostly due to the
fact that she was nude. Fully nude. I NEEDED to stare at her tits. They
were huge. E cups minimum, maybe Fs. I studied them intently. I've seen
enough porn:  Fs. No doubt about it.

"Yeah, she's ready.... I told you it works fast....It's not a one hundred
percent change. That comes with the second dose....Well if you want to
wait, that's your problem, I'm emptying my balls in this bitch now.....Fuck
off, being patient doesn't mean a thing, I want ass.....yeah,  I'll save
you a glass of milk.  See you tomorrow."

I overhead my captor's phone conversation. Suddenly I felt intense remorse
wash me. He was going to plow the hell out of the girl I just had to check
out. She's probably already seen my hard on for her. Seen me stare at her
tits, her legs, her dick sucker lips.....  She's going to be fucked by some
creep....wait....unless that's why I'm here. My mind raced at the possibly.
What if I was brought here to fuck her!

My eyes shot back over to her. I looked into her eyes much more intently.
Surprisingly,  she met my gaze. I licked my lips.....so did she!  Holy
shit, this sex kitten wanted me!  My hard on raged. I could make out a
choker on her neck. Pink and black with a tag. I didn't stop to read it. I
moved my eyes to those perfect tits. They were huge and begging to be
sucked.  Lower. Nylon stockings on her perfect legs. Between the choker,
her perfectly applied makeup and the stocking/heels combo it was obvious
our captor invested a lot of time getting her ready.

I could hear the whirring of a nearby machine.

"Don't mind the noise, just getting the pumps going" came from a curtain
off to the side. I could hear the voice clearly now. Our captor was the
orderly from the doctor's office. Didn't surprise me, but I should have
been able to figure that out earlier. Maybe if I hadn't been so intent on
ogling Tits McBentover....

Wait, my heart froze....."Is that a crack??" I screamed in my head. "Oh my
god, it's a mirror!  It's a mirror!" I repeated to my thoughts, violently
struggling against my restraints, watching as Tits
McBentover's....my.....mammaries jiggled in response.

My captor presented himself, tearing down the curtain that hid him in
dramatic fashion. He setup a tripod complete with a very professional
looking camera system. He disappeared out of my line of sight for a second.
He came back with a second tripod, this one he set up to have a clear view
of Tits'...my....ass.

"Is this real? Is that girl me??" I begged.

"Don't worry Tits, I'll have you all sorted out soon enough."  His hands
massaged my ass cheeks, gently spreading them.  His finger circled my
entrance, tracing the virgin flesh. I was more disturbed by the fact that
we both thought Tits was a great name for....me, than what he was actually
doing to my ass.

"Do you like the outfit I picked for you? I know it isn't much of one, but
sometimes less really is so much more. Look at this" he said as he showed
me my choker tag. "Tits. It's a perfect name for you. I've actually been
saving it for just the right woman. I KNEW that would be you the moment you
walked into that office. We've been experimenting with this new formula of
mine, but couldn't get things quite right. The guys thought there was
something wrong with it. Idiots. They just don't know how to pick good
candidates. Me?  Well you speak volumes!" He weighed a tit in his hand
before squeezing the nipple. "You're a testament to how perfect the results
can be."

"I don't understand, wh..."

"Tits, come on. You understand. You're a fantastic female specimen now. All
there is to it. Tomorrow you'll even have your own pussy. It'll be sweet
and juicy, just like heaven. Look at you, I did you one hell of a favor.
There isn't a man alive that won't want to be in you. Your snatch will draw
them in like moths to a flame. Do you see this ass??" He exclaimed as he
grabbed a handful of my cheek, let go, then slapped it as hard as he could.
"Be grateful bitch, you won't need milkshakes with this. They'll be
desperate to plow that backyard."

He moved about for a few minutes as I stayed silent. I knew there was
nothing I could do but try and process what had happened. The whirring of
the nearby machines grew louder. I felt a need to know what it was but with
everything that had just been dropped on me, I wasn't sure I could handle
it.

"I'm even doing you a solid, Tits. The guys don't want to bother with you
until that honey sweet pussy of yours shows up. Me?  I'm going to be the
bigger man. One last hurrah for that sad dick of yours. That's how special
I want tonight to be."

He approached me carrying a pump, an automatic masturbator. He quickly
fastened it in place, connecting it to a tube which led above my head. I
traced the tube with my new soft eyes, watching it wind around the
apparatus that held me. When he was done, the tube rested in front of my
cock sucker lips. He smiled.

"I'm going to flip this on, and when I do.....boy....it's gonna suck what
little baby batter you have left right out of you. Considering how hard
you've been this entire time, I'd say you're more than ready to see it go.
Good riddance. You won't need to make anymore yourself ever again, believe
me. I can name a dozen men who would dutifully supply you with a fresh
batch each night.  Myself, included."

He flipped it on. It started slow but methodically. Jerking me off to a
much needed release.

"You need to get a good taste of that spunk.  I plan on unloading up your
ass in just a bit, but the fellas love a good sucking. Every guy does, but
today all I want is ass. It's the best way to break a bitch in."

I heard a click followed by the masturbator switching to a quicker pace.

"Put the straw in your mouth and start sucking sweetheart. Gotta get used
to sucking as well. I know it's not the same, a tube versus a man, but it's
a start. The harder you suck, the quicker I make this baby go. The quicker
it goes, the quicker you get a mouthful of baby batter to swallow. And
swallow you will, you're going to be getting a lot more tomorrow so it's
best to go with it."

I sucked. I willingly took the tube in my mouth and started sucking on it.
I desperately needed to cum.  More than that, I knew he was right. Defying
him now meant I just didn't get to let out one last sperm blast. I felt
broken, I was falling into some kind of acceptance. Tits.

"Good girl!" He cooed as he flipped the switch higher. "Let's get to the
good stuff. Nice and full yet?  Yes, indeed!" He excitedly yelled as he
manhandled my new tits. Two other pumps were coming into play. Milkers.  He
was going to milk me.

"I love a good glass of milk. All the guys do. That's how we got started.
Let's hook these lovely udders up" he continued as he grasped my tits. He
squeezed as I watched, still sucking on my tube. They latched onto my
obscene eraserhead nipples. The suction was beyond intense. I came. Spurt
after spurt of baby batter, all of it now rapidly traveling toward my mouth
with vacuum assisted help. I wanted to stop....but I couldn't. I'm not sure
if it was fear or curiosity.

My new milky tits were being drained at a furious pace. I could see the
jugs he had grabbed from the back filling with my juggy juice. My mouth was
invaded. Hot sperm. So much hot, salty sperm. I kept sucking. I kept
swallowing. It was as if every individual potential baby maker knew what
was happening to my body, so the collective billions of them decided to
abandon ship. Only to become a treat, my tasty treat. Tasty, it really
wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Something acquired I guessed.

"Fantastic!" my captor screamed at the sight. His hands finally releasing
from my udders, allowing the milkers to take over fully. He grabbed
something from the table then rushed back to my ass. He stood behind me. He
had oil in his hands, oil that he was dripping onto my cheeks. This was it.
He was going to pop my cherry. No man had ever entered me. Never had I
entertained the thought. Now here I was, being milked after swallowing
sperm, anticipating what would happen next. My ass was lubed, his dick was
hard and massive from the reflection I could glance, and it.....

"Ooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!"

Was inside me. He pushed and pushed into my virgin hole. My milk gushed. He
spread my cheeks as he worked slowly into a rhythm.

"Awww yeah bitch. That's ass. Tight ass"

He started pushing deeper and deeper. He smacked my cheek and grabbed a
tit, ensuring I was still producing. I felt his balls against me. He was
inside, fully. Even his balls were huge. Two oranges that were going to
explode, filling me with their contents. And my only thought?   "Getting
baby batter in both ends tonight!"

He started pounding me. He had been into my depths, made room for himself,
now it was time to get things really started. My ass bounced with his
thrusts. I watched in the mirror, hypnotized by the ridiculousness of it
all. My hefty tits swayed back and forth, tethered to the jugs beneath me
as they filled with my sweet, new cream.  His hands grabbed my shoulders
for leverage as he relentlessly assaulted my ass. It was heaven. I gave in.
I broke, what little desire I had to flee was gone. I wanted his sperm. I
needed his little swimmers up my ass. He obliged. Torrent after torrent of
baby batter painted the walls of my ass. My insides were coated with
burning hot, sticky cum.  I had never felt so full in my life. It was as if
I could feel them all, the billions that called me their new home. My ass
was satisfied.

He withdrew from me. He didn't say a word as he unhooked the milkers.
Taking the jugs, he moved into the back for what felt like an eternity. He
came back smiling.

"I couldn't resist having a taste. That is some damn fine milk. The guys
are gonna love you!" He gleefully let out as he started to unlock my little
containment apparatus. "You know, I said I just wanted ass, but after
looking at you guzzle down that load, I have to say, filling that mouth up
with some dick might be a good idea!"

I was free. No restraints or locks holding me back, nothing to stop me from
defending myself and attempting escape. I wasted no time. I acted
immediately and without thought. I dropped to my knees, undid his pants and
took his cockhead into my mouth. I swirled my tongue over his piss slit,
gently darting it into him. My soft lips closed, engulfing his head
completely as I started to suck.

"Good bitch, that's my girl. Give me what you've got, Tits"

My head bobbed up and down. I squeezed my new tits, finally able to play
with them. Milk still leaking from those perfect eraserheads.

"Mmmmmm" I let out,  my suction never wavering.

I watched myself intently in the mirror. Judging my form and technique. I
played with my choker, admiring the diamond studs that spelled out Tits. I
didn't realize they were diamonds. "Deep throat!"  Is what popped into my
head just as I realized the pink on the choker wasn't just a pattern, it
spelled out "Daddy's Slut". His cockhead had made it so deep into me I
thought I would digest it. Suck. My head bobbed up and down quicker now. I
found my rhythm. He was oozing warm pre-cum that I greedily swallowed. My
hands massaged his oranges, gently coaxing his baby batter out. I needed it.

He gave up on waiting, he needed to take charge. He grabbed the back of my
head and started to piston in and out of my mouth. He face fucked me,  hard
and fast. My hands roamed over my new body, feeling my silky legs, my
perfect hips. I always came back to my milky Fs. I toyed with my nipples as
his balls slapped my chin. He buried himself in me with one final push. He
let loose a flood of cum. So much sperm. It was delicious, half of it was
shot directly into my stomach, the rest I was allowed to savor. My mouth
had never been so full of......man..before. The salty taste overwhelmed me.
I swallowed as much as I could before he pulled out and blasted my face one
last time, marking his territory.

"Fantastic"

He unceremoniously zipped up and walked out. I stayed they for a minute
basking in what had happened. I stared into the mirror seeing myself,
seeing a sex kitten, covered in cum.   All I could think was "I wonder what
the other guys will think of me?"