The Magic Strap On

Story by Blaydrex

Tags: Female/male, mtf, female/female, impregnation, bimbofication

Author note: This is not my first time writing smut, but it will be my first time submitting it where someone can see it. The idea came from one of my personal fetishes (male to female transformation/bimbofication) and a little role play I had with my mistress earlier this evening. Do note that I do have gender dysphoria and am planning on transitioning, so if you feel that this story is hating on that then you're dead wrong. That being said, I do appreciate any and all feedback that involves constructive criticism (meaning if you're just going to say something negative without any form of helping me as an aspiring smut writer I'd appreciate it if you said nothing at all. With that out of the way, here is the story and I hope you enjoy.

It was just another day for Brendan: work a crazy shift where they call him in hours early because he was just "oh so reliable," work in departments that weren't even where he was hired anyway, and then get sent home like he wasn't even appreciated. He slams the door open with an exhausted groan and makes his way to the couch with his eyes closed, muscle memory taking over. Plopping down face first, he lets out a confused grunt, the couch feeling oddly softer and lumpier than he remembered.

"That bad, hunh?" Rose asked as she repositions her arms to continue playing the gaming system attached to the television now that she was being laid on, with Brendan's face buried deep in her ample bosom. He looks up at her with a grumpy face before burying it right back home. This was common behavior for them. They have known each other for 10 years and about 8 ago she found out about his kinky side. She had found his stash of his porn which involved a male submitting to a powerful woman. Since then she had broken him in and these kinds of interactions were common place between them. She frowns at his lack of response and grabs his hair, forcing him to look at her once more. "I asked you a question, pet." She demands, a cold glare piercing his soul, causing him to shrink under her.

"Yes, Ma'am." he lets out weakly, averting his eyes, something she took a liking to as it showed her position over him. She gently shoos him off her, smiling warmly as she sits up and begins to brush his hair with her fingers, a weakness of his as he melts at her touch.

"That's a good, girl." She coos. She knew of his desire, to be turned into a woman. His disdain for his being born a male. "I think good girls need presents, how about you?" She asks in her sweet tone, continuing to brush his short brown hair. He could only nod, lost in the sensation of her touch. "Stay here, pet." She orders.

She was only gone for a few few moments before returning, completely naked. Her body was plump in all the right places, thicc but not fat. Just perfect in Brendan's eyes. To him she was a goddess deserving of worship and devotion. As he stood there, gazing lovingly over his mistress' nude form, his eyes stop at what she was holding in her hand: a double sided strap-on with strange markings over the end that goes in the lover. Raising an eyebrow he looks at her. "And what magicks did you infuse this one with?" He inquires. Throughout their relationship she constantly used her Wiccan abilities to spice things up, on top of numerous meals she pok from his blood.

"One you'll absolutely love." She replied with a fang-laced grin, to which he smirks. Every time she let her vampire fangs out he knew she planned on a very intense session with him and they would both leave quite satisfied. He simply undressed from his uniform and kneels on the floor, waiting patiently for her to finish preparing herself for the ensuing fun. Rose took no time in her response, biting her lip and whimpering softly as she slides her side of the strap-on into her folds until it rest completely inside of her, then buckling it in place, the runes starting to glow a soft pink light.

"So what do those do?"

"Oh. A bit of this. And a bit of that. You'll find out all their effects soon enough. But I will go ahead and tell you the first. It's a connection spell. Anything that happens to the dildo..." Rose starts, running a finger along the strap-on from tip to base and visibly shuddering in pleasure. "I can feel as if it was my very own cock. The rest? Well... heh." She finishes with a smirk that would send shivers down even the most courageous person's spine. "Now. Mouth. Open." She says, walking over to him and grabbing his head and pressing the slotted dildo tip against his lips.

Brendan accepts the order without hesitation, opening his maw before she roughly rammed the entire length down his throat, causing him to gag on the 9", black, rubbery length. His eyes widen as the mass of fake cock flesh feels like it pulses in his throat. He tries to pull it out, not liking the sensation as it causes his head to get fuzzy, but her strong grip holds the boy's head in places as s

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