For Jim, the entire experience was like some crazed dream. Never before in his life would have he thought he could enjoy such a perverted situation, but there was no denying that his new big-titted dream-girl body was aroused beyond anything he'd ever experienced. The feeling of his usually sexually timid girlfriend rubbing her pussy against his (her) face and demanding to be licked was overwhelming.
Even more overwhelming was the delicious feeling of submission and degradation at the moment when Sharon finally put her lips over the head of Rick's huge cock. For Jim, that moment was almost as powerful as his own reaction to being presented with Rick's cock.
For a minute, Jim wondered if Rick had used the box to make Jim have sex with him back at his house. It seemed like once he'd been turned into Rick's dream girl, and more especially once he'd gotten a glimpse of Rick's cock, he'd simply been unable to help himself.
Scratch that. She'd been unable to help herself. Jim could still remember the frantic, almost mindless fucking and sucking she and Rick had done earlier.
And now Jim was staring up at Sharon, who was making cooing sounds of muffled delight against Rick's shaft, all while Jim continued to eat her out. Sharon was sucking another man's dick, and all Jim could do was keep licking at her pussy, and stare up at her red lips stretched over that thick shaft.
Rick was going to take everything of Jim's, and use Jim for his own fun. And he was going to do it because Jim, deep down inside, loved it.
A question came to him. What if Rick had used the box to make Jim hand complete control to Rick?
The fact was, it just didn't matter to Jim anymore. Whether it was really his own idea or not, this was just too exciting to pass up. Rick owned him. Completely and totally. It was freeing, exciting, and incredibly arousing.
Suddenly, Rick froze in mid-thrust. Half of his nine-inch cock was jammed down Sharon's throat. He grunted, and Jim stared in amazement as he watched Rick's dick seem to pulsate and flex. Sharon made a gulping sound, and then her cheeks bulged. She moaned low and deep.
After a few seconds, Rick relaxed. He sighed and closed his eyes.
"Wow," he breathed. "You're even better at that than Babe."
Sharon said nothing, and instead looked down at Jim - at Babe - with a mischievous gleam in her eye. She shimmied slightly down Jim's long, feminine legs, and then bent over at the waist. Her lips touched against Jim's full red lips, and Jim's eyes went wide as they kissed deeply and openly. The taste of Rick's cum passed between them as their tongues pressed against one another, and Jim could not believe that this was his girlfriend doing this with him.
Finally, Sharon pressed her lips together and gave Jim-Babe one last kiss on the lips before lifting her head up. A thin line of cum remained like a thin thread connecting her and Jim-Babe's lips. She let her eyes roll back in her head slightly, and groaned happily.
"God," she groaned. "That was the hottest thing I've ever done. I can't believe you actually took it, Jim."
Jim, unable to respond when someone used that name for him, remained silent. Sharon noticed, and licked her lips before grinning down at the now dazed and very horny Jim-Babe. "Sorry. Babe. I can't believe you took it, Babe."
"She loved it," Rick said, kneeling down by Jim-Babe's head. Jim looked up, staring at Rick's naked form, then looked back to Sharon. He wiggled slightly against the shirt tied around his wrists, and whimpered at the thought of being so vulnerable. "Didn't you, Babe?"
"Yes," Jim admitted. Even if he wasn't forced to agree with Rick in all things, he would have said yes.
"You really are just a slut," Sharon said, sounding both a little impressed and a little surprised. "I never thought you could do anything like this, Jim. I mean, Babe."
"I-" Jim didn't know what to say. He looked down in shame, which had him staring at his huge and perfect breasts. Even that aroused him.
"Shh. It's okay. I like that this big breasted slut in heat used to be my boyfriend," Sharon said, repeating almost word-for-word what Rick had ordered her to think earlier. "All I want to do is control you more and more." She looked up, and beamed a giddy smile at Rick. "Me and Rick. Together."
"Sounds good to me," Rick said, his cock already beginning to rise again. Jim had a hard time keeping his eyes off of it, especially since Sharon had started tweaking his hard nipples in an idle fashion.
"So what next?" Sharon asked. "What can we do to him - to her?"
Rick smiled. "How about you decide next? The sky's pretty much the limit. Use your imagination."
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