Secretary Ch. 07

"Vi-... Vivian??" Stuttered Brenda, completely in shock and her pussy still aching with desire, unfulfilled by the brutal fucking that she'd just been given.

Victor glared down at the little tramp, filled with rage. Not knowing how to answer he just reached down and grabbed Brenda by her hair, letting her shriek as he brought the slutty secretary to her knees.

"How did you do this?" he hissed, "What did you do to me???"

"Do???" asked Brenda, thinking frantically, trying to find some lie, some deception... knowing that it was already too late.

Her answer enraged Victor even more, he held her hair tight while his other palm crashed against the side of her face. Brenda yelped at the harsh slap, her cheek burning. Not finished, Victor grabbed one pert nipple and squeezed it roughly, twisting it on her breast while the girl whimpered and struggled; but Victor's new masculine physique was more than enough to hold the little bitch in place.

"What did you do to me?" he pinched viciously hard as he growled the question again.

Tears were starting to slide down Brenda's pretty face as she started babbling, telling the entire story from the beginning; how she got the pills, what they had done to Vivian, and most importantly, WHY she'd done it. Throughout the story Victor's face was completely impassive, totally stoic. There was no emotional or physical response to give the pleading secretary any hint of what was going through the man's mind as he heard the details of his change.

Brenda concluded with pleading, telling Victor just how much she was attracted to this new man, her desires for them to be a couple. Nothing showed on Victor's face, he was just totally impassive. Slowly, Brenda's pleas and babbling died off and she just knelt in front of him, still supported by the hand wound about her brown hair.

Victor stared down at her tear-streaked face. "Suck it," he demanded.

"Wha... what???" Brenda looked surprised, whatever she had expected him to say, that wasn't it.

"You wanted me to be a man," he sneered at her, "Now I am. Show me how much you want me. Suck my dick you little tramp, clean your pussy off of this dick that you wanted me to have so badly."

Tremulously, hesitantly, Brenda leaned forward, her pink tongue sliding between her lips to lick the stickiness from her boss' dick. Victor watched as the secretary stopped looking up into his eyes and really started to concentrate on the task, suckling and taking the whole limp dick into her soft mouth.

OHHH.... Victor thought, No wonder guys liked to get head so much. It was soft and pleasant, he closed his eyes just to enjoy the sensation of his first blow job. He didn't quite like it as much as he had liked being eaten out when he was a woman... but it was nothing to sneeze at either. And... OH.... he shuddered as the girl's tongue found its way into his sensitive peehole, teasing the head of his dick. There were some very nice things about it. He could feel himself growing hard in the little bitch's mouth, his dick beginning to press against the back of her throat. Tugging more firmly on her hair, he thrust into her mouth, pressing further and further as she began to gag and try to fight against him. He ignored her weak struggles, enjoying the sensation of fully dominating her, fucking her face. There was definitely a part of him that enjoyed being a man during sex, in fact he was becoming quite content with the idea. While Brenda had been telling him how he had changed, he'd been considering taking the pills and returning to a woman... but maybe he'd been overly quick to decide. It couldn't hurt to stay a man for awhile.

When Brenda really started choking, she involuntarily closed her teeth slightly on the thick meat that invaded her mouth. She hadn't meant to, she really hadn't, she was determined to show this male Vivian that she'd meant everything she'd said about wanting this... but she really hadn't been able to help it. Her breath had been cut off and she needed to breath, and she'd panicked a little.

Immediately Victor pulled out, really understanding what the problem was with teeth and a blow job, glaring, "You little cunt, you couldn't even do that properly."

Spinning the girl around as she sobbed and pleaded forgiveness, he pressed her down so that her ass was raised high in the air. Below the crinkled hole of her anus, her pussy glistened wetly; throughout everything she was still very turned on.

Victor started spanking her, ignoring the screams and yelps as he reddened her ass, hitting harder and harder with every slap. It felt so good to get it out of his system, and his dick bobbed happily in front of him, abusing her was turning him on even more. Pleasures that he'd never even considered when he was a woman.

When he stopped spanking her, Brenda collapsed onto her forearms, her ass still raised high in the air, pink and sore. Between her glowing cheeks, her hole opened slightly and close with each sob, a tempting and unexplored territory. Victor found himself entranced by the site... he'd never experienced anal as a woman, the one time he'd tried it had been extremely painful.

With that thought in mind he glanced down at his dick, still slick with her saliva. Yeah, that'd be enough. Gripping the little whore's hips, he started pressing his dick into the tight back door of her body, holding her tightly as she began to struggle. Brenda screeched and tried to scrabble along the floor, panicked and in pain. An anal virgin, her ass cheeks were already burning, and as much as she'd wanted Vivian, this was not what she'd had in mind.

"No... NO... please Vivian, No!!!! This is rape, I don't want it!" the pretty brunette pleaded and tried to get away. Unfortunately for her, her words only incited Victor even more.

"You don't want it?" he asked, just the head of his dick in her ass, enjoying the pleasant sensation of her sphincter squeezing it tightly.

"No, no please, I don't..." she confirmed, obvious relief in her voice, she was expecting him to pull out.

No such luck. "Well, you didn't ask me if I wanted to be a man... but if you had I would have said no. I think I'll give you the same option that you gave me," He told her coldly. Before Brenda could figure out what he meant, Victor rammed his entire dick into her bunghole, demolishing her ass cherry with one brutal blow. Brenda couldn't even screech at the pain, although there was a voice in her mind that was screaming agony. It felt like her breath had been knocked out, her back arched as her body tried to adjust to the pain and her eyes bulged.

Victor moaned his pleasure at the exquisite tightness of her ass, a completely different and yet just as enjoyable experience as the previous two holes. And so nice not to have to worry about her comfort at all. Brutally he began thrusting, ignoring her whimpers and moans, just luxuriating in the massaging ripples of her asshole. Brenda couldn't even find the energy to resist as he plumaged her ass, shooting pains went up her spine with every thrust and yet she couldn't even try to crawl away. Her plump breasts were spilling out of her shirt and rubbing against the carpet as he fucked her bottom, and her tears stained the carpet in front of her face.

He was right. She deserved this. For the deception, for not asking, for not even caring how Vivian might have felt about all of this. And so this was to be her fate, her punishment for forcing an immense change on another person without their consent. For that, she could deal with having her ass ravished without her own consent, the sharp pains were her own just desserts. So the pretty brunette just sobbed into the carpet and endured; Victor slammed into her body over and over, until he bellowed his triumph over her and unloaded a torrent of cum into her darkest hole.

As his dick began softening, he looked at the subjugated brunette in front of him, her shoulders heaving with sobs and her pink ass split by the thick meat of his dick. Yes, maybe being a man wasn't such a bad thing after all.

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Brenda continued to work for Victor, so to speak. She was forced to finish her work as quickly as possible in between periods of servicing his lust. Although she ached for fulfilment, he never brought her to orgasm and they never went out on a date. Instead she spent time under his desk sucking him off, playing with herself for his pleasure, and spreading her ass cheeks so that he could plunder that still tight back hole. Rarely did he fuck her pussy, and when he did it was usually just a prelude to fucking her ass. Every night she went home and masturbated, wishing to God that she hadn't made such a colossal mistake.