A Perfect Pandemic

"Doing well, mom. I even remembered to pay your real estate taxes."

"Wuhan's finally out of lockdown. Your dad is at the consulate now, trying to arrange a flight."

"You'll be going from one lockdown to another. We're supposed to stay at home, and I'm hardly going out at all."

"We're worried about you."

"You should be more worried about 14 hours on an airplane and standing in line at airports with who knows who."

"And your school?"

"On line, and better than ever. Don't have to deal with the bullies."

"I know you suffered a lot. How are your identity issues?"

"Doing great."

"I'm so relieved, so it was just a phase?"

"Like a dream that I woke up from."

"Wonderful honey. Stay safe."

"Give my love to dad."

Lara felt a twinge of guilt over lulling her mom. They had a long history of misunderstanding one another, and now she was exploiting it. But her gender transformation trumped truthfulness.

Lara removed her coobie bra and carefully removed and replaced the tape on the scars beneath her breasts. Her swelling had receded, and her breasts' upright, wine goblet profile delighted her. She massaged them, and they budged, nudging against the overlying chest muscles.

It hurt, but she knew she must endure pain to prevent capsular contraction. She dreamed of the day when they would fluff up, and wiggle and jiggle freely and naturally, when she could fold them around a cock and get tit fucked until her neck was frosted with a pearly necklace of cum. Pain was part and parcel of her transformation, and as she suffered, it affirmed her,

She longed for the day when they were fully healed, and she could wear an underwire bra and a low cut top. They would be irresistible.

BBL

Lara's doctor examined her breasts.

"They look perfect. Are you as happy as I am?"

"The first few days were hell, but now, hell yeah! When can I let my boyfriend play with them?"

"At least four more weeks, and six would be better. As long as you're convalescing, can I recommend another procedure?"

Lara's Robinhood account and credit card limits had both doubled, and Defloration had garnered almost 10,000 views.

"Maybe."

"You're a perfect candidate for a Brazilian butt lift. And right now I can give you a great discount."

The paid views of Defloration were going down, because it was on all the tube sites, and she couldn't keep up with DCMA takedown notices. She needed to shoot new content to grow her fan base.

"How long 'til I can have sex?"

"Same as your breasts, four to six weeks."

"I'm so horny. Can I toy my ass, masturbate."

"That should be okay when swelling subsides. It's your body, listen to it."

She called Alicia on her way home.

"I need another ride home from Beverly Hills tomorrow."

Sequel

Lara's Twitter feed was swamped with likes and retweets, and her posts to the Asian Sissy Traps and Asian Feminization subreddits got loads of awards, up votes and hot comments, after she posted her first post op pics and announced her first cam show.

She scrambled to assemble her new fuck machine, and set up her new camera and lights. The artistry and audacity of her new content had to equal the beauty of her new body.

She posed beneath a satin sheet.

"Hi guys, sorry I was off line, I busy with my pandemic project. Can I show you?"

She tugged the sheet with her toe, it slid first from her shoulders, then off her hip, revealing her remade body. She cupped her breasts in her hands, then spanked her butt cheek.

"These cost a fortune and hurt a bunch, are they worth it?"

A torrent to tokens answered her question.

She leaned toward the camera, blew a kiss, and then kissed her nipples.

"Are they too big?"

The messages mostly said "perfect," a few said "bigger would be even better."

She tapped her computer to switch cameras and displayed her ass. She pulled apart her curvy cheeks to display her hole, filled with rose quartz tipped butt plug. She tugged it, and it popped out, shiny with her ass juice, and she touched it to her lips.

"I love my ass scent and taste. Anyone want to buy my used toys? They're for sale on my website, and my panties too, autographed."

She walked a sexy promenade in her Louboutin pumps, her plump hips swayed and jiggled, then spun and returned, cupping her bare boobs.

"Do you like my new toys?"

The text box overflowed, the tokens jangled, she blew a kiss.

"I've got one more new toy to show you.'

She rolled her fuck machine into position.

"I just got this, does anyone want to see me try it?"

She posed slid down her panties and exposed her caged cock.

"It's still hanging there, I haven't finished this part of my pandemic project yet."

Messages flooded her inbox.

"Half of you say chop, and half say not. What's a girl to do?"

She looked through the dildo attachments and selected the smallest.

"Doctors orders."

She activated the machine, and increased the amplitude so the one by eight inch dildo first grazed, then penetrated, and finally probed her ass to its full depth.

"Oh my god, it's been so long, I needed to get fucked, and I love it."

She increased the speed, her boobs quivered, her butt cheeks jiggled, her dicklit gyrated and dripped a tiny load. She rubbed the cum on her nipples, slowed the machine, and retracted the tool. She gaped and winked her hole, then sat up and blew a kiss to the camera.

"This week, a tiny tool and a short session. Come back next week, same time, and help me take it to the next level. Bye-bye."

Later, her twitter message box had inquiries from all of the big t-girl porn producers. They were still locked down, but booking talents for next month. She booked with her favorites, and reserved a bargain priced room in at a top casino in Vegas.

Family Matters

Lara's phone's notified of her of a missed call from an 86 number. Her dad answered.

"Larry, we got a flight at last, so we're coming back to the USA in three weeks."

"Perfect timing, LA's reopening around then."

"God, how I miss Ruth Chris. Make a reservation."

"Have to reserve in Vegas, because I'm moving. I just got into UNLV with a full ride."

"Fantastic. But school doesn't start for three months."

"I also got an incredible summer internship in internet media. I'm moving up next week, and looking for a place to live."

"Does your mom know?"

"I just found out, tell her, college is going to cost you nothing."

"That's great, because I'm sure your college plan..."

"Is great. I put it all into stocks in March, now it's doubled."

"I'm so glad our money talks helped you."

"They were great, but you should start looking at Reddit."

"Just a bunch of fake news, beware."

"Fake news is news too, if enough people believe it. Consider Trump."

Lara called Alicia.

"Want to move to Vegas with me?"

"Love to but can't cuz of my kid, my mom. When are you moving?"

"I'm packing now. Come over and kiss me goodbye."

Lara needed a ride to Vegas so she texted A-Rod "Feeling good enough for a road trip to Sin City? Check out my new streaming vid later tonight before you decide."

She set up her cameras, put a strap-on her desk, power washed her butt, set out a latex dominatrix's costume for Alicia. She answered the door wearing a naughty Thai schoolgirl uniform.

"WTF, we're back the classroom already?" Alicia asked.

"And I already got detention and you're the monitor."

"You're camming us?"

"I'll blur your face and process your voice before I stream it. I'll split the take with you."

"God knows we need the money, my mom's laid off."

Lara read Alicia her script while she dressed, and started the cameras.

"Lara, tell teacher why you're here again?"

"Same as before, blowing boys in the schoolyard."

"You need to get past that. Kneel on the chair."

Alicia tied Lara to the chair, raised her pleated skirt, and pulled a butt plug from Lara's hole.

"Such a slut, but you need bigger toys."

Lara nodded, and Alicia throat fucked her first with the plug.

"Hold that in your mouth while we work on your stinky."

Alicia drizzled lube on Lara's butthole, tapped it with the strap-on, then punched it in. Lara gasped and coughed out the butt plug.

"Oh my God."

"Pray to Satan, slut. Your filthy flesh will burn in Hell."

"Take me there."

After Alicia fucked her for fifteen minutes, they both faked orgasms, then Alicia left her tied to the chair, butt up, her ass pussy smeared with lube and secretions.

"I'm done with you, slut, but you're not done. Football practice is almost over, I'm sending in the offense first."

Lara faked sobbing as Alicia shut down the cameras, then Alicia untied her and they took a long, warm shower together. They cuddled in Lara's bed while she edited the video and censored Alicia's face. After she uploaded it to the streaming site they made love, had real orgasms, and finally, a good bye kiss.

Lara's phone chimed with a text from A-Rod. It was a thumbs up emoji with a simple question: "When and where?"

Road Trip

Lara's doctor examined her breasts and butt.

"Am I good to go for sex?"

"You are good to go with anything. Listen to your body, and choose partners who listen to you. Can I photograph you for my portfolio?"

"Do I get any benefits?"

"Are you planning on bottom surgery?"

"Eventually, but first I want to shoot some trans porn. That audience prefers chicks with dicks."

"Let me shoot pictures of your full body and face and I'll give you a big discount on SRS."

"How much?"

"It's usually $25,000, but it will be $15,000 for you."

"Bring in the camera."

Afterwards, she texted A-Rod. "I'm ready for my ride. Can you pick me up in Beverly Hills?"

A-Rod picked her up on Canon.

"You look fuckin awesome, like a fuckin princess."

"Professional makeup. The doc hired me as a model. Whose car is this?"

"A repo, my boss loaned it to me."

"Smells like cigars."

"Who cares, it's a nearly new Benz. Are you ready to go?"

"Help me finish packing."

Her boxes and suitcases were by the front door.

"You're packed, let's go, I only got the car for the weekend, it gets auctioned next week."

"But I need some your cock packed in my ass first. It's a long ride."

"You're right, let's wait 'til after the traffic."

"Such a romantic. Take a shower, then fuck me."

She peed and prepped her hole while A-Rod showered. She massaged her boobs and butt, lubed and dildoed her hole, and checked her texts.

Her parents' plane had left on time, so she searched the flight, and saw that it was landing in LAX in two hours. She added two hours for immigration and customs and an hour for the commute, and she set an alarm to leave.

She felt a twinge of guilt, but got over it. She didn't need a last minute Covid exposure from her parents to ruin her professional porn debut. And she didn't want a family drama to spoil her delight with her new body.

When A-Rod emerged, toweled at the waste, she was squatting by the bed. His cock hardened and pushed off the towel, then he stepped forward and plunged his cock between her lips. She blew him until he quivered, then paused.

"Got to learn from old mistakes."

"You got that damn straight."

She lay on the bed, propped a pillow under her butt, and handed him a condom.

"Sorry, but I have to get tested again before I can shoot porn."

"As long as you have more. No way one's enough."

She lifted her legs, he propped them on his shoulders, he tapped his dick on her hole, and she nodded.

"Fuck me balls deep, bad boy."

He pushed in, she cried "Oh my fucking god", he ripped it out, spit on her hole, and then rammed it in again and pounded her breathless.

"Oh, yeah, ride 'em, cowboy."

"You like the new Lara?"

"Never had better, so hot and so tight inside, so smooth and soft on the outside."

"Am I beautiful?"

"Stunning."

"Am I a good little slut?"

"The best."

"No, I'm a bad girl. Slap my tits, spank my ass, squeeze my throat."

The smack of his balls on her butt chees was echoed by the crashing of his hands on her exquisitely remodeled boobs and butt. Her vision blurred as anoxia intensified the rough fuck that she had demanded.

He flipped her to doggy and banged her from behind, her body rocked like a rampaging hobby horse, and her tits swung like pendulums in a storm. He pulled her hair like he was yanking the reins of a galloping mare, and slapped her ass like a jockey urging his mount to victory.

She collapsed to the bed and he fucked her in down doggy, she turned her head, and they kissed.

"Everything good, baby."

"Everything's great. You're the perfect test drive for my new equipment.

He hoisted her hips into jackhammer and thrust down on her hole, pulling apart her plump buttocks to get full access to her culo.

"Oh god, so deep, so hard, fuck me harder."

Her breasts dangled to her nose, and swung to and fro as he pounded her. She sensed the pheromones stoked by her sexual excitement, and knew that this was the role that she was meant for.

"God, A-Rod, I love it. More, more!"

A-Rod swiveled to reverse jackhammer, so his cock blasted Lara's prostate.

"Oh my god, I'm pre cumming. Keep banging me there."

She twiddled her dickclit, its tip was moist, she touched the seepage to her tongue.

"So delicious, so good, I think I can cum."

"I'm ready when you are."

"Not yet. Can I ride you?"

He dismounted, lay on his back, she squatted above him, and sank her hips towards his thighs. The cock found its target and barged in.

"God, you're gorgeous when it goes inside."

"Your cock makes me feel like a woman. I love it."

She leaned forward and kissed him.

"You were my first, you made me a woman."

"Wow, I'm honored."

She rode him, boobs bounding, hair flying, and dicklit flip flopping, until her legs tired and he took over, jolting his hard body against her soft curves so hard that her cries were ragged and breathless, and she had to cup her boobs to cushion their motion.

She lubed her hand, rubbed it on her dickclit, and achieved a rubbery erection.

"I'm on the edge, don't stop, but a little slower."

A-Rod cupped her buttocks and guided her up and down in a steady rhythm. His cockhead brushed her prostate with each stroke, and woke it from its Spiro-induced slumber. With one hand she squeezed her balls, with the other she pinched her nipples. She closed her eyes, and imagined she was in the grip of a strong, good looking lover.

When she opened her eyes and caught A-Rods gaze, and the fantasy merged with reality, she cried "My God, A-Rod, I'm cumming," and fired a little load onto his abdomen.

She fell forward toward him, their lips met, and he whispered "That was amazing, the sexiest six seconds of my life."

"Thank you for making it happen."

"Where do you want my load?"

"I want it up my hot little hole, but only after we're both tested, so you get second choice."

"Your gorgeous face."

"I was hoping that you would say that."

She on back on the bed, lubed his cock, and pressed her boobs into a fuck tunnel.

"Is that a good place to start?"

"Irresistible."

He thudded his cock between her breasts, pressed them together so they surrounded him, and banged them like he was fucking her butt. She gripped his waste and with her feeble arms added the little power that she could to his thrusts.

He growled, grunted, and groaned, he jacked himself hard and fast, then the first droplets whizzed onto her tits, and then he howled "Oh my fucking God" and exploded with a seven huge geysers that coated her boobs, neck, face eyes and hair. She kissed the final droplets from his trembling cockhead.

"So much stronger than my tiny load."

She spooned the cum puddles into her mouth."

"Yours tastes completely different, like beef jerky. Mine tastes almost vegan."

"I'll take your word, but watching you feed on mine is so hot."

"Good to know."

"That was freaky good. Is that how you like it?"

"Sure, but not always that rough. You were test driving me for my porn shoots. Those can be rough.

"You're gonna be a star."

Warehoused

Lara uploaded her Covid and STD test results to PASS, and prepped her ass with a one liter douche. Her phone pinged as she finished.

"Your test results are great. Send me a link to your bitcoin wallet for the performance fee."

A-Rod dropped her near a gated warehouse in a moribund industrial district. She pulled her roller bag over the rough pavement, and was glad she had worn pink Keds and saved her whore handle stilettoes for the shoot. She was buzzed in through a battered metal gate that clanked closed behind her like a prison's door.

The studio was converted industrial space whose metal racking still lined the walls, now filled with porn paraphernalia and film equipment. A metal winch loomed overhead, mounted on rails attached to exposed steel beams. Its hook was now hung with chains, straps, and a leather sex sling, the sine qua non of BDSM porn.

"You must be Lara."

The tall, tatted porn veteran seized her hand and kissed it with faux gallantry.

"You're fabulous, even more gorgeous than your photos."

"Make me more beautiful still on your screens."

He strapped on a headcam helmet, tapped his Apple watch, and Lara's image materialized on a huge screen hung from a girder.

"Looking great, Lara. Dance and strip."

She promenaded around the space, followed by her host, exploring the studio's inventory of ball gags, whips, restraints, and sex toys, and dropping her clothes, one garment at a time. She twirled around a stripper pole and slipped into the sling.

"This is comfy."

She tilted her head back, and her partner offered his cock, she deep throated it, he swung the sling, its rocking throat fucked her. She fondled her breasts, he drizzled them with oil.

He moved to the front of the sling, lifted her legs and strapped them to the sling, so she was posed butt up. Three close up cameras, one above, trained on her face, dicklit and ass, lowered into position. He clamped cuffed her hands behind her head, so she was utterly exposed and vulnerable.

He shuffled between the cameras, each depicted a different angle on the coming debauch.

"Now those are some great views."

He pressed his cock against her hole, the sling swung away, swung back, his cock breached her hole, she moaned, then it swung wide, returned, and the cock blasted deep into her hole.

"Oh my god, oh fuck."

"That's it, let my sling and gravity do the work."

He rocked the sling like a pendulum, so his cock entered and exited with each oscillation. The screen alternated views from four angles.

"Enjoying your ride?"

"Love it, but I forgot my Dramamine."

"I'll take care of that."

He released her from the sling, dragged her by her hair to a sex bench, clamped her down in doggy, and repositioned the cameras. She was his helpless captive sex slave, and loving every moment.

He splattered her ass with fiery candle wax, whipped it away, pummeled her hole with a hand held sex machine until her ass sputtered out pink tinged ass mucous, and then he fucked her.

"Taking it like a good little bitch."

"Fuck me harder, deeper, I love it."

He flipped her over, tethered her legs to restraints hung from the girders, and crouched above, banging her in jackhammer. Her caged cock wriggled as her body shook, and dripped droplets on her boobs below.

Her partner fucked her wildly, his breath heaved, his muscles bulged, and his sweat drenched her boobs.

"Fuck, now I'm going to cum."

The first spurts filled her hole and he finished in her mouth.

"Now push it out of your ass."

Her ass sputtered a cum fart, he cupped the load in his hand and fed it to her.

"That's a good girl."

Afterwards, she sat on a couch as he filmed a BTS.

"What was your favorite part?"