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(Quickie) Strap On, break up.



“Ohhh! Oh god please, stop! Stop I promise I’ll never cheat again!” Carl groaned as his tits grew larger, swinging roughly with each thrust into his ass “Please erica!” he cried, his mind was battered with every thrust, every slap of her hips against him shaking out a memory of his rapidly disappearing manly life.

Erica laughed through the sound of the slaps of her hips meeting his ass, lust and hate burning together as she watched her ex’s ass and hips inflate as she pounded him.

It had been days since Erica had seen walked in on her boyfriend fucking with, she’d seen the signs, but never expected Carl to be so brave as to fuck someone in their own bedroom. He didn’t see her. The Fucker.


She’d spent the next days outside the house as much as possible travelling through a sex shop, the shop keeper saw her “I see your pain.” the keeper said “You want revenge. Let me get you what you need”

It was an unsuspecting Dildo with a strap on harness. “Use this, you sound less like you need a boyfriend, and more like you need a best friend who understands you”

Erica was too angry to question the strangeness of it all, and chose to roll with it all the same, she’d fuck his ass, and then break up with him. And if he tried to tell anyone he’d have to fess up to what he’d let her get away with.

That night would have earned Erica an oscar for best actress if she’d been in a movie; a romantic dinner she’d prepared, some wine, everything to throw carl off the scent of what was going to happen that night.

After dinner she lead him into the bed room, slipping a blindfold on his face and stripping them both down. She pulled up the dildo, her body tingling with a touch of excitement as she lubed the dildo up.

After they were both naked and he’d been blindfolded she pushed him forward into the bed.

“Honey what is this?”

“Oh, This position? I think this was the way I found you fucking that floozy in our own bed!” she plunged the dildo into his ass causing him to utter a loud scream as she held him down and ripped away the blind fold, building up pace slowly.



Rapidly before her eyes she watched his hair grow, his body was shrinking as she fucked him like her life depended on it. Her pussy throbbing with heat as she watched her boyfriend start changing.
She grabbed and stroked his dwindling cock until it slipped out of her hand

“Please! I’m so sorry! I’ll never cheat again Erica! Please stop!” Carl’s panic was evident, the majority of the physical changes seemed to be slowing down as now he felt all the changes in his head start, every thrust of the cock sent a pulse through his body as he groaned, a final orgasm pushing out all the cum from his cock as a pussy opened between his legs.

Erica slapped her named “Shut the fuck up Darla, you know you love it!”

The impact caused Darla to moan out in another earth shattering orgasm, the last of Carls face fading away as her lips formed an O shape, make up shimmering into place as reality started to warp around them both, no longer boyfriend and girlfriend but slutty and sexy housemates and bff’s



“Thats right, lick it clean lick your manhood off that fucking thing” Erica hissed before she suddenly felt reality snap together around her, all memories of carl gone in an instant as she joined her best friend in licking off her pussy juice from the dildo they used for a little bit of girl time.

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