Secretary Ch. 06

Brenda screamed as someone grabbed her suddenly from behind, pressing her down onto the copier, squashing her breasts flat against the smooth glass surface. Her fingers were still caught in her pussy and her pulse raced with fear as she realized that she'd been caught... and that she didn't know by who. A hand covered her mouth as she tried to scream her terror, and she writhed but was no match for the hard musculature of the body behind her, she could feel a hard fabric-covered dick pressing into her sopping pussy. Managing to pull her fingers out of her pussy she reached up to use both hands in an effort to get the hand off her mouth; the musky scent of her orgasm filled her nose as she struggled.

"You little slut," the masculine voice of the former Vivian stopped her struggles cold, she froze, feeling her boss unzip behind her and line up a very thick and blunt object at the entrance of her sopping pussy, "You know something about THIS don't you."

As Victor said "THIS" he shoved his dick straight up into the bitch's cunt... and gasped as he was surrounded by the warm soft walls of a woman for the first time. It was heavenly, wet and grasping, a genuinely gripping massage that shot bolts of electricity up his spine. One of his hands was suction cupped onto her soft, firm breast, squeezing it tightly as he shuddered with the pleasure of the warmth and wetness encasing his dick. Dear God... no wonder men wanted sex all of the time. When she'd been a woman it hadn't always felt good at first, things usually had to work up to that... if it always felt this good for a man... well then maybe becoming one wasn't as bad a trade off as she'd always though.

Brenda was frozen, completely filled as the dick inside her pressed in to the hilt, she could feel the hairy groin pressing up against her shaved pussy, the dick of her boss finally inside her. It was better than any fantasy she'd ever had, better than any dick she'd ever had... because it was what she'd been craving for so long. Obviously her cover was blown, Vivian knew that something was up, that Brenda had something to do with this... but at the moment she didn't care. The only thing she cared about was the thick dick in her recently orgasmic pussy.

Immediately ceasing her struggles, she started pressing back against the man's groin behind her, rubbing her asscheeks against his body and using her pussy muscles to clench down on the dick inside of her. She was rewarded with a low groan, and then movement as Vivian's cock started to drag out of her and then forced itself back in.

Moving slowly at first, Victor savored every exquisite sensation that traveled along his dick, the way Brenda's pussy clenched down and caressed the soft head of his shaft, the way her ass rubbed against his crotch as he pressed home. Taking his hand from her mouth, now that it was obvious that she wasn't going to fight back (More proof that she knew something about the gender change that Vivian had gone through... but time to worry about that later, right now was the time for new experiences!), he took hold of a breast in both hands, using them for leverage to press her harder and harder against the copy machine.

Realizing that he could completely bring his fantasy to life, he took his hands from her breasts and pressed her down over the machine, causing her to wriggle and shriek as her breasts were once again squashed against the glass. Pressing a button, Victor held the squirming girl down as her breasts were xeroxed; fucking her in earnest so that each copy was slightly different as her body was pressed back and forth. He could understand how men could get caught up in the sensations of their own body, the pleasures of watching a female squirm beneath them... and to be honest he certainly wasn't too bothered about making sure that this little tramp got off. After all, why should he be?? She'd just gotten herself off with just a fantasy... and she was the one who'd done this to him in the first place. And although he was ok with it right now, the whole situation still wasn't something that he'd resigned himself to. Although fucking her was making him reconsider the benefits of this... to have this little tramp servicing him...

It would be quite possible. After all, maybe he couldn't prove that she'd done this to him, but she could still ruin the girl's life. Fire her, blacklist her... she'd never get another job without a reference from the firm. Not a good one anyway. Or maybe she could stick around... make sure that Victor never regretted being a man. Just like he wasn't regretting it right now as he brutally ravaged her pussy, taking no consideration for the girl attached to it.

Possibly the best revenge ever... the girl wanted Vivian to have a dick so badly, well now Vivian did. And Brenda could service it.

Victor started to get even harder, picturing the day after day scenario in his head of having this little bitch at his beck and call. He had to admit, there had been times when he'd wondered what it was like to be on the man's side of things. What it felt like to get a blow-job, to fuck a girl. And to be able to have that - not like he and Brenda didn't have a lot of the same interests anyway - every day, whenever he wanted... and with the one person that he'd been fantasizing about the most lately... well that just seemed to good to be true.

His balls were tightening beneath him, that every more familiar feeling of impending orgasm. More and more copies of Brenda's squashed breasts piled up, and he fucked her harder, showing no mercy to the little slut. She loved it, moaning and begging him for more... the feeling of power and control was intense. The fact that he was inside of her, inside her body, in the very core of her being... and that he was about leave something of himself there...

Being a man was so much sexier than he'd ever thought.

With a loud bellow he thrust hard, slamming her against the machine so that she shrieked, and his load of cum spilled into her pink pussy. His virgin jizz, unleashed inside of her.

Brenda moaned, she had been so close and hadn't quite made it to her second orgasm. Her pussy was burning and aching with renewed need, but before her hand could slip down to the swollen, dripping folds of her pussy, Vivian pulled out of her and tossed her to the floor.

Instead of finding sexual pleasure, Brenda found herself sitting on the floor, half dazed and mostly undressed, staring up into the very angry eyes of her now fully-male employer.