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By Sweet Victim
A man lives with a secret that can fulfill his sexual desires for any girl he can imagine.
Chapter One(*)
I was working at the convenience store one evening, scanning some customer’s snacks without thinking much. My focus was on my teenage co-worker, Renee, as she was bent over nearby, looking at some packaged food at the bottom of a cooler. Beautiful 16-year-old Renee, with her curvy ass that looked so tasty in those tight jeans. I told the customer his total and waited as he swiped his debit card, my eyes focused on Renee’s full, D-cup breasts filling out the striped shirt all employees of this store wore. The customer thanked me and left as I continued to ogle that stunning teenage girl.
Renee stood up, holding a packaged sandwich. “Hey Ricky,” she said to me, “this food down here expired two days ago.” Her words broke me out of my lustful daydreaming and I said “Huh? I thought that the day shift–” Our manager, a grey-haired man named Harold, said “That’s no good, Ricky. We could get in a lot of trouble selling people expired food.” Renee bent over again, gathering up the expired food, and I couldn’t help but stare at her ass again. She turned back over and looked at me, “You should really get it together, you know.” I was 32 years old, twice as old as this teenage beauty, and she was the one lecturing me.
I shouldn’t snub the advice of a cute younger girl though. Why can’t I make any advances in my life? When I was younger I was constantly yelled at and blamed for breaking things when I didn’t do it. I’d lost my last job working in an office because of a co-worker’s mistake. And now my life, working part-time at a convenience store. I have that beautiful teenage girl yelling at me over someone else’s mistakes.
When I got home and opened the door I was immediately greeted by a beautiful blonde woman in a blue dress. My eyes were drawn to her cleavage, her large breasts as she said “Welcome home, Ricky.” I moved my eyes up and saw her pretty face smiling at me. Taking a cautious step back I asked, “W-who are you?”
The woman said, “Oh, is she not your type?” And her face suddenly melted. Her skin bubbled and became a black goo as her entire body melted down into a dark puddle on the floor in front of my door. “Oh,” I said, leaning down, “It’s you. You surprised me.” This black slime moved on its own and formed a sort of tendril that poked up, seeming to point in my direction as it spoke, its voice sounding neutral and garbled, “I thought you’d be happy to meet a cute girl.” I walked into the house, the slime followed me, flowing across the floor on its own.
As I sat down on the couch I asked, “So who was that just now?” The slime answered in its strange voice, “A college student who lives in this neighborhood.” I shook my head, amazed. “You really can change into just about anyone, can’t you.” The slime began to change into the same young woman again, adopting the same tanned skin, blue eyes, fand lowing blonde hair. The breasts were full and ripe, with hard pink nipples sticking out of her areola. Below that, just slime. “Stop doing that!” I said, “Stop only half transforming. It’s creepy.”
What is this thing? It’s been three months since it started living here but it’s completely used to the place. I thought I’d be eaten when it wrapped itself around me while I was out walking one day. I have no idea what it is, where it came from, what it wants. It can change its form and understand human language. It planned on staying here forever. It told me that it was only natural for it to be next to the living organism it wanted to be connected with. It said that it loved me.
The slime formed tendrils and seemed to pull itself up onto my lap as I sat on the couch. It began to take a human form again. I felt the long, pale legs, the soft skin. Moving my hands around to feel a silk thong, tight between the cheeks of a round ass. Looking up I could see this form was wearing the same striped shirt as me and I realized whose form it was taking. Looking at the face, it was Renee, my 16-year-old coworker. “Hey!” I said, “Stop!”
Fully formed, the voice was that of Renee. She spoke “You said there’s a cute girl at your work. I can transform into that girl too.” This was more than just an appearance, she felt so human. The voice, the touch, the same smell of citrus body wash that Renee had. She moved on my lap and I could feel the warm pressure of her. This was more than just mimicry; this was so real and I could not resist. “Do you like me?” She asked.
Last week it was a young woman who passed through the neighborhood who had just had a baby. The slime took her form, letting me suck at her full breasts, tasting that sweet milk as she stroked my cock and said “Such a good boy.” The day before, it was the young girl who works at the McDonald’s I go to a lot. The very real form of that cute brown-haired girl in my bed, legs spread as I slide my cock out of the most amazing pussy ever, smiling up and telling me, “You’re my favorite customer.” And today it was Renee.
She sat next to me on the couch, spreading her legs and showing off how tight this silk thong was. Renee put her hand on my pants, opening them up to take out my hard cock and stroke it. She spoke with Renee’s voice, even had her personality, “You’re older than me, Ricky, and should have it together. This is your punishment for messing up today.” I moaned as she gently squeezed at my cock. I moved a hand between her legs, feeling the warmth and softness of her thighs and then rubbing at the soft silk of her thong. Did Renee really wear panties like this, I wondered. She spoke, “You look at her every day, this is what you imagine her wearing. Why don’t you take them off? Taste her.”
I moved down to the floor, sliding the thong down her legs and taking it off. Her pussy was smooth and perfect. There wasn’t even the feel of recently shaved hair, it was as soft as a little girl’s. I’d imagined Renee’s pussy like this, so Renee’s pussy was like this for me. She moved her barefoot to my chest and pushed lightly, having me lie down on my back. Renee moved down, her beautiful pussy against my lips, the taste and smell of body wash mixed together with sweat. I lapped at that slit like a thirsty dog.
Renee was stroking and licking at my cock as I got my fill of her pussy She said “Oh, it’s throbbing. My pussy is turning you on that much? Are you going to cum?” I felt her suck around the head, stroking the base faster. “So be it,” she said, “If this is how I can support you at work to get you to do a better job, then cum for me.” I felt her sucking at my cock again, swallowing it. I had my tongue in her pussy, tasting all that I could as I came, groaning with pleasure. Renee’s throat was moving, devouring my load.
I laid back, feeling more than satisfied, but still eager. Renee stood up and faced me, rubbing at her pussy as she looked down at me. “When my body changes into a woman, the insides feel so tight. My pussy tingles and wants your dick. Isn’t that a mystery?” It was no mystery to me at all. “Do you feel like doing this until morning again?”
Renee sat down, holding my cock, guiding it into her tight teen pussy. “Are you going to drain me dry and kill me?” She just smiled and shook her head as I felt the intense warmth and softness of her pussy around my cock. “No, I like you. My pussy will tingle like this when you’re looking at me at work every day.” He felt her squeeze my cock tighter and I moaned. Her full tits were bouncing as she rode me, moaning out “This feels so good, Ricky.” Her pussy felt impossibly tight, milking my cock better than any other woman had. “How is it, Ricky? How is this girl’s pussy.” I couldn’t answer, I just moaned again and thrust into her more. “I kinda like this body,” she said.
We rolled around, I was fucking her, pounding my cock in and out of her amazing pussy. It felt tighter each time. “Hey,” I said, “It’s too tight. If you keep–” But she just screamed out in pleasure, wrapping her legs around me and driving me in, keeping me there. “Deeper, Ricky. Harder! Fuck me” I did, fucking her as hard as I could. “Cum inside me,” she said and I couldn’t take it anymore. I exploded into her, feeling my cock throb as I fired shot after shot into this teenage girl from my work. I collapsed back, feeling exhausted. “That’s it,” I said. “I can’t cum anymore.” Renee looked at me and pouted, “Well that’s no good. I want to keep doing it until the morning.”
The next day at work I was tired and sore. Renee, the real one, was already there. She smiled politely and said, “Good morning, Ricky.” I looked at her and could only think of the version of her I fucked over and over again last night. The real Renee standing there, smiling, and all I could think of was that impossibly tight pussy, those bouncing tits with the perfectly hard, pink nipples. I could feel my cock swelling in my pants as I quickly said, “Good morning,” and walked away. I knew I would have to start looking for another job soon. I wasn’t going to be able to work like this with her around.
(*) This is a very different type of story to write; not only experimenting with a male pov but the subject matter as well. This could be chapter one of a series but only if people want it. So leave a comment, letting me know if you want the further adventures of this guy fucking his shapeshifting slime or if I should just stick with the darker stuff I’m better at.
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By Sweet Victim
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