JOI

JOI

Tabby was naked as she entered the bedroom, her towel only partially covered her bosom as Jake watched her. He was scrolling through social media on his phone but stopped as she stepped out. She patted herself down with the pink terry cloth bathrobe and he saw one perfect nipple peaking from behind the towel. The image of his naked girlfriend drying herself was enough to send blood rushing to his cock. He put his phone down on a small end table as he rose and moved into his girl. He laced his arms around her waist and let his hand slide down her still wet skin to her full pert ass. She startled at the sudden embrace but smiled at him and he smiled back. The heat between them was thick as they silently looked into each other's eyes. "This was a great idea," she said as she kissed him. Her tongue flicked out towards his and was met eagerly as his grip became tighter and he pulled her closer.

The towel was pressed between them held in space as her hands moved down to his fly. His thick meat pressed against the denim as she pulled the buttons apart. He shifted and pressed in putting her back against the wall as his rod sprang free. The smell of shampoo and body wash made him somehow harder than he thought was possible. He pulled away long enough to say, "I have to agree," before moving back into the kiss. Their lips and tongues grew more feverish in their ministrations as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His hands cradled her ass as his cock head found her slick entrance. Her pussy lips were pushed apart as he entered her and made her gasp with arousal. His jeans fell around his butt as he ground into her tight cunt. "Fuck!" he sighed as he felt her vulva clench around his dick.

She moaned as he bit at her neck while moving his hips in a circle. The sticky friction from soap and water gave a weird sort of resistance but it only served to enhance the fucking. "God that's good!" she praised and he started rutting harder and faster. She loved it wen he pounded into her. Slow lovemaking was amazing but there was nothing like a good hard fuck.

He felt the tension swell and he knew he was gonna blow soon. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna..."

"Do it baby! Please, god, cum inside me!" The words came out as a growl.

He screamed out as his cock exploded into her. He didn't want it to end so he kept humping into her hoping for a second round.

Tabby was gasping with need she was so close but she felt the need to pee suddenly rise in her body. She reluctantly pulled away from their kissing and said, "Stop, baby, please."

He stood motionless for a moment breathing hard as he let her down to the floor. "Did you?" he asked winded.

"So close, but my walnut-sized bladder betrayed me." she said as she went back into the bathroom.

"Damn," he said.

"We live together now, you'll have so many opportunities to make me cum, you're gonna get bored with it," she said as she sat on the toilet.

"Impossible," Jake moved away from the bathroom door and button himself as he sat back down on his former chair. Her phone was lit up on her bed. "Who is Mitch?" He asked reading off the name on the caller ID.

"Oh shit, my ex. He's been trying to get back in touch, something about fixing past mistakes."

"He knows we're together, right?"

She emerged from the bathroom again. "Probably not, I haven't spoken to him."

He shrugged and resumed his scrolling. "Are you gonna talk to him?"

She pulled a t-shirt over her head and answered, "Probably not," she looked Jake over and saw him trying to look unconcerned. She rolled her eyes and fell into his lap bottom less. "He's ancient history, Jake. You've got nothing to worry about."

"I wasn't..."

She interrupted him with a kiss, "you have nothing to worry about."

"Okay,"

She finished dressing and grabbed her keys and duffel bag, Jake lifted himself off the chair to see her off. "I'm gonna be back late, so don't feel like you have to wait up for me."

"No problem, baby." Jake said with an aloof smile, his eyes roamed over her shapely form as he grabbed her ass and pulled her in for another quick kiss that turned into almost a minute of tongue wrestling.

"You're insatiable," she smiled and pulled away. "you'll definitely get another opportunity when I get home."

"Fantastic!" he said with a dopey grin. Jake loved dating a stripper, not only was she hot as fuck, but she had a handful of equally sexy friends should their relationship ever sour. Their three month love affair resulted in him moving into her place. He got evicted and she was quick to offer a place in her bed, his dick did the thinking for him when she made the offer. It was a dangerous move that early in the relationship, but he was confident his unemployment streak would end and he could start pulling his weight financially.

Now he was at her place, his stuff was there, still mostly in boxes, but he was adjusting to the new digs. Her house could be described as girly, almost too girly and it left him uncomfortable to move anything.

He didn't like not working and hated that he ended up playing video games and watching porn while she was at work instead of looking for work. He told himself it had been less than a week and he was still settling in among this new pink world of stripper clothes and perfumes. She had other stuff but in his mind's eye that's just what her apartment was, a world of pink. He diligently threw out resumes on websites, social media, and had spoken to a few friends, but beyond that job hunting was the absolute worst. He hated tracking down managers, filling out applications, and above all despised interviews which equated to a half hour of him guessing what the potential employer wanted to hear. One solid pack of lies after the other.

What his aspirations were was a kind of dubious concept. He viewed himself as a creative, a photographer and filmmaker. That was how he fell into Tabby's circle, she wanted to shoot some video for social media and he was happy to oblige. She was short, stacked, and her face oozed sex appeal. He got himself worked up thinking about that first shoot and how they ended up fucking on a parked train. He couldn't have told you what he said, but it worked, she laughed, they flirted, and bing bang boom he found himself with one hand on her massive tit while the other grabbed a gray ladder rung holding him up while she laid over a rail getting fucked from behind.

Even if she assured otherwise he knew the timer was running on their relationship. He would have to do something soon or he'd be out on his ass. That didn't stop him from throwing on some Call of Duty and working out some aggression. After two hours he glanced at his cellphone and saw the time, "shit," he reluctantly shut off the game and grabbed his phone. "What have you got for me today, Indeed?" he scrolled through jobs idly sending resumes but soon he was scraping the bottom and felt like at least he had done something. His eyes started glazing over as Indeed's prospects became increasingly lame, so he flipped over to see what the book of faces had to offer. He sent a few more resumes, but job hunting wasn't holding his attention.

His eyes glanced towards the game system again, but his gaze caught sight of a picture of Tabby in full stripper regalia on her vanity. The image coupled with their quickie instantly aroused a rush of blood to his sex. He stood from her bed and took the picture, his pants were becoming more crowded, still he had never been one for jacking off to a frozen picture. He needed more engagement.

He pulled open his phone and started scrolling porn videos until he passed one with a blonde that could've been Tabby's twin. The title read, You no longer like girls. "Sure," Jake laughed to himself and clicked on the video. The likeness was amazing and even though he knew it couldn't be Tabby, his cock clearly couldn't tell the difference.

Pop-y music came up as the video loaded. Little dots told him it was still loading but he could already hear the upbeat rhythm in the back of his head. It came to life on his phone. Tabby's smiling face with the subtitle, Still Think You're Into Girls, I Can Fix That.

"I call bullshit, but I'm already here," Jake said to the screen.

Do Exactly As You're Told, the next subtitle read and Jake almost turned off the video but then fake Tabby showed him her breasts, And I Might Let You Cum On My Perfect Tits.

Tabby had a bit of a dominance streak and while it wasn't really his bag he did like a gorgeous blonde telling him what to do in bed. Instructions were always welcome anyway and that just seemed to rev her up and get him where she needed the most attention. He thought of her coming home after work smelling like booze and cigarettes and sweaty from dancing on strangers laps all night. Maybe there was a bit of a cuckold in him but he couldn't deny it turned him on.

Are You Ready? Not Tabby seemed to ask through the subtitles.

"Oh yeah!"

A countdown appeared and he realized he hadn't been paying attention to the subtitles. Did he miss some instruction? He saw bouncing tits and cocks but didn't think much of it. His question was answered instantly as the screen said Stroke!

The instructions kept coming and he kept stroking. He groaned as he rubbed his rod near raw. Images of men and women fucking. He wished he was there on the shoot. Admit It, You're Jealous...

"I am," he answered with a moan.

But Not Of The Man...

"That doesn't make any..." but he was cut off by another barrage of images. More of cocks now than of tits.

Jake felt a strange click in the back of his head as the music droned on like sugar attaching to his brain. It was somehow more explicit than anything he heard on the radio but he couldn't really place the words except for the phrase "you just can not deny, there's a spark."

The Tabby stand in told him to slow down and he did as he was told. It was good she told him because he was about to blow. You Crave This it said as a series of massive cocks flashed across the screen. Different shapes and sizes, some circumcised, some not, all of them unnaturally huge. "So big!" Jake said exasperated as the new Tabby told him to stroke faster again and Jake noticed it was mostly women, not a dick in sight and he felt strangely ambivalent even as he continued stroking himself off as rapidly as he could.

I'll Give You More Cock Fake Tabby said and Jake was suddenly elated but she also told him to slow down which he didn't want to do, but obeyed anyway. He instead started to savor the images of dicks as they flashed across his phone. Jake knew something was happening to him but he was caught up in the stream of images and felt powerless to stop it. Something in him resisted but the voice was losing strength by the minute. Tabby came back and he groaned in frustration, "lame,". Your Wish Is My Command the video title said and immediately after said Stroke Fast!!!

"Thank you," Jake stroked fast as cock after cock appeared, some cumming, others being sucked on, he liked the ones cumming the best. Those were stirring something in him. You Want Big Fake Tits And To Dress Slutty.

To Love Cock Is To Be A Girl

You Want A Big Cock In Your Ass...

...Maybe You Want It In Your Mouth

Jake's brain was being bombarded with sensations and as the video reached its climax he erupted. Alarm bells were going off in his subconscious but the music, the images, and a rapidly growing new identity was crashing against his subconscious. When the slutty Tabby-like girl on the video told him to cum he was resentful that it was her image he saw, but an instant later he felt the pleasure centers in his brain light up as those lovely dicks appeared again. Thick ropey jets of cum flew into the air, fell on her face and chest. It was like lightning struck in his brain and he couldn't even hear that old Jake he had been less than seven minutes before. He was changed now, evolved somehow. He didn't want Tabby, he wanted to be Tabby. Aren't They Beautiful the video asked and Jake nodded with glazed over eyes. You NEED This... Told You You Would Like Cock As Much As Me.

"Mmmm, you were right."

The video reset and he pulled the phone to his face and watched it again, then again, and two more times after that. Each time he came harder and harder erasing whatever desire he had for women that remained. the scant remnants of Jake's old identity were broken down into oblivion. Jake didn't move for several minutes as his brain started to make new connections. His eyes rested on Tabby's room and he suddenly realized it was the perfect womb for his new life. He didn't understand how it was possible but it was so clear in his mind. He wanted cock desperately. His fingers grasped at the plush blankets around him as he nuzzled his cheeks into pink pillows. On a lark he scrolled through some more videos just to see what he would react to. Each one featured hard fucking cocks pounding into sissy asses. The women in the videos, the few that featured them, were of no interest to him.

After what felt like hours he finally looked at his shabby male clothes and knew what he had to do. The tools of his reinvention were all around him. He stripped naked and wandered into the bathroom to reinvent himself. The body hair was easy to remove but took time. A shower and a razor took care of most of it. His dick was hard to pin down since it was popping to life thinking about all the men he would take in his mouth and ass. He thought idly about estrogen but figure he'd research it later. Tonight he would have to work with what he had.

He hadn't ever put on makeup, but he found a tutorial and watched it with rapt attention. The finished product wasn't perfect, but it was admirable for his first attempt. One of Tabby's wigs was the topper, it pulled it all together. He was still in one of Tabby's silk robes, but he looked for all the world like a woman, perhaps a little more muscular, but close enough to look it in a dark club. He wanted tits, but that would have to wait.

The door buzzed startling him and he looked at his phone. It was only one, still hours before Tabby would be done. He pushed the button, "Hello," he said as sultry as he could.

"Tabby?"

"Tabby's not home right now, can I take a message?"

"Yeah, this is Mitch, I was hoping we could talk."

Jake searched his memory for that name, it rang a bell, but he wasn't sure from where. His life before the video was becoming foggier by the hour. He flipped his phone and scrolled through her Instagram then saw Mitch, big, bulging muscles and tattoos, looked like he was in a metal band. The image made Jake's knees weaken and a devious thought crossed her mind. Her mind. Jake shook his, no, her head. Something was off, but he looked again at Mitch and his stomach did flip flops. "She'll be home soon, I'll buzz you up." Jake said sweetly.

"Thanks," he answered.

Jake moved quickly, pulled on Tabby's red leather pants she had lying across the bed. A matching red corset worked remarkably well to bring the outfit together. Jake was lacing it up as she heard a knock at the door. She turned the handle and let the door swing open as she moved for the bedroom. "I'm in the bedroom."

"Yeah, okay," Mitch grumbled, "any beer?"

"There are a few bottles in the fridge. I hope High Life is okay."

Mitch shrugged and said, "It's fine."

Jake was feeling giddy as she waited. She dimmed the lights and lit some incense. "Did you find it?" Jake asked.

"I did, thanks," his face lightened when he saw Jake on the bed. "You one of Tabby's friends?"

"Mmhmm," she said and licked her lips, "I'm Jill," she said with a giggle.

"Jill, she never mentioned you."

"We really just met," Jill said, rolling the new name over in her head. "You can sit on the bed if you want."

Mitch took a swig of beer and nodded as he came over. The scent hit Jill as he sat. He smelled like diesel and sweat. He smelled like a man. "Wow," she said out loud. "Your pictures didn't do you justice."

"Has she talked about me?"

"Not much, just saw pictures on the 'gram." Jill was almost purring and getting as close as she could without actually touching him. She wanted to touched him, to pounce on him really, she wanted to be fucked senseless by this brute. For a breathless second a whisper of Jake came to the surface of her mind and rebelled but it was squashed back down by Jill. She inhaled his musk and almost moaned as her new cravings took over. Her stomach was quivering in anticipation.

"Is she seeing anybody?" He asked.

"Yeah, but it won't last long, he's not very into her," I don't like girls anymore, she thought.

"Cool," his eyes were glued to Jill's thigh draped over his leg and traveled to her face. She licked her lips and he felt himself grow harder. "You know when she'll be back?"

Jill shrugged, "She's working, could be hours, could be minutes, so we better hurry."

"Hurry?"

Jill nodded and tugged at his belt as she slid off the bed. She worked at the zipper and belt quickly and saw the head below. She gave it a tentative lick and shivered. The last remnants of Jake died as her tongue touched his flesh and she tasted the salt. "You don't mind, do you?" She cooed.

"Uh, no, I don't mind," he said and swallowed as her tongue licked again.

Mitch's tumescence pushed through the open zipper and Jill grabbed its girth as she moved to the balls. "It's everything I dreamed of," at least in the last few hours since she had such dreams.

"Are you sure?" Mitch groaned as she took him into her mouth and felt her own cock stir. Threatening to escape his pants.

"Never been more sure of anything in my life."

I'm a born cocksucker, Jill thought proudly as she drained him of his cum and let it spill on her face and chest. "God damn!"

"You like my chest?" She asked and spread his seed around. He made some unintelligible babble, "I'm getting implants. I want big slutty tits," she kept stroking his cock back to life as she spoke. "Would you like that?"

"Yeah," he moaned as Jill worked her pants slowly down her legs. Her hands glided over her freshly shaved ass and legs. She saw her own cock and almost jumped in surprise. She all but forgot it was there. Her dick stood longer and more rigid than she ever recalled it looking before. She looked back at Mitch who was about ready to pass out.

She got up on his lap and worked his cock against her asshole. She felt pressure in her virgin bud and the sensation sent shockwaves through her body. Part of her thought to stop but she wanted it so bad that the lust won out. "I want to be used." His thickness filled her and cum shot from her cock spraying across the room as she let another inch inside. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she worked more inside. "Give it to me."

Mitch was groaning with pleasure and made no move to stop her from work his shaft into her tight asshole.

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Tabby managed to leave early. It had been a slow night and nobody was making much money, not compared to normal, so she paid her stage fee and ditched just before midnight,"You know it picks up around bar close?" Murray asked as she paid him.

"Yeah, I want to surprise Jake."

Murray nodded and said, "alright, you have a good night."

"You too Murray," she said and walked out with her roller suitcase. She waved to a few of the other dancers on her way out.

Her cab was dutifully waiting outside and the gruff old cabbie saluted her as she got in. "Tabby."

"Fred," she answered. "2098 Grove Terrace please."