"Are you absolutely sure about this?" Brianne asked as made a final adjustment to the strap-on belt. "When I called you up, I did want sex. But this isn't exactly what I had in mind..."
"Mmph!" John affirmatively grunted through his gag. He was bent over the foot of the bed, hands stretched out in front of him and tied to the headboard, each ankle strapped to an opposite leg of the bed, his ass facing up and completely defenseless while his cock strained in the tiny chastity cage he was wearing.
"Just remember, I haven't done anything like this before...err, well, I have...but back when I had a real cock. I'm not even sure..." Brianne trailed off as John grunted again and gave all of his restraints a testing pull. "Alright..."
Brianne walked over to him and slapped his ass, the sound echoing throughout the converted basement room. She squirted lube onto the fake purple cock between her legs and then took a position behind John. She lined up the head of the "cock" his with ass, took a balanced stance, let out a steadying exhale, and pressed ahead...
The Great Shift impacted just about every relationship on Earth in one way or another. Partners, family members, even friends had to deal with changed bodies, sexualities, and desires.
Brian and John had been best friends since high school. John swapped with a very thin-framed male coworker who had a reputation as being a bit a "femboy" in his off time. Brian swapped with a female coworker who had a reputation of being the "office slut" and became Brianne. After a period of adjustment, Brianne's new urges proved too powerful for masturbation alone to sate. Wanting to ease into having sex with a man, she figured that John would be up for the task. However, she quickly learned that he too was dealing with powerful urges from his new body...
"MMPH!! MGGHHHH.....ghhh..." John shouted into his gag. Brianne stepped back just in time to see a stream of cum dribbling out of John's chastity cage.
"Ok, I held up my end of the bargain and I'm still horny as hell..." Brianne announced as she walked around the side of the bed to where John could see her, unhooking her strap-on belt along the way. She tugged down on the tight, leathery pants and stepped out of them. She then crawled onto the bed where John was still helpless bound and removed his gag. "It's time to pleasure mistress...sweetie...ugh..." The roleplay wasn't doing much for her, but the idea of being eaten out sure was.
John, without hesitation, plunged his face and tongue deep into her nethers...
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