Snowed In 4

I had a vision of Karen as I lay in bed that night … her tight white yoga pants, her powerful legs, her thick muscular arms, and her swollen clitoris. She had, in a short time, gone from being a powerful, strong woman, to becoming an amazon goddess right before my eyes. What was next?

After our night of rapturous sex, we lay together before falling asleep. That night my dreams were filled with images of Karen, larger than me and larger than life, of her large clit pressed up against me, of me on my knees, pressing my face against it.

It growing, larger and larger… In my dream, my face was pressed against her clit and I could feel it hardening, growing, pressing against my jaw. It was expanding inside her pants…

In the dream, suddenly her swollen clit became a cock and it was almost against my face… I opened my mouth and it filled me, a thick, powerful, iron female cock sliding into my mouth. I could feel it, inserting and removing, Karen filling me with her being, I wanted it… I could almost taste it…

As I awoke, my tongue was swimming in my mouth, lubricating the imaginary cock, and I was half hard and in a sweat. My heart was pounding and I couldn’t pull fantasy apart from reality. It took me a second to realize where I was and what was on my mind… Things had changed between Karen and I in so short a time. I felt different… like I knew there was something wrong about this whole experience, but also something deeply right.

I luxuriated in the enjoyment of the dream for a minute… how long had I slept? There was something strange about my body, something lethargic, slow, and filled with pleasure. Normally when I woke up, I was filled with energy and jumped straight out of bed. Now I wanted to be langorous, to lie under the cover… As I thought about this, I could hear Karen, already awake, and moving in the kitchen.

I stretched under the covers and immediately I felt something slightly different. My body did feel … new … a new sensation that I wasn’t used to, like a subtle itch or feeling that I’d never had before in my chest. I reached down and felt my chest and immediately pulled my hand back at the shock. There was … a bump there… Two small bumps on my chest and when my hand grazed my nipple, there was a sensation, a tingling, erotic sensation. What the hell was going on!?!?

I pressed my hand gently against my chest and felt again… it was definitely there. Two small bumps – what the hell was happening. I pulled the covers down and raised my t-shirt, and I could see it… a swelling around my chest. They looked like tiny breasts growing under my shirt. I pressed one finger against a nipple and felt a strange, erotic sensation, like someone was touching my penis but in a different part of my body. I felt heat rise in my body and I instinctively touched it again. It felt… good… wrong… strange. My finger dwelt on this new erogenous zone and my mouth went slack as I touched it a little more intensely. I could feel my cock hardening and my heart beating a little faster.

Suddenly I heard Karen clear her throat and I looked up. She was standing in the doorway with an amused smile on her face.

“Didn’t you get enough last night?” she asked, smiling at me.

She was standing naked in the doorway, looking every bit like an amazonian woman. Her powerful frame exuded muscular strength and her biceps and shoulders looked thick with power. Her ab muscles were firm and tight, only serving to make her full breasts stand all the higher on her statuesque body. The Regenahealth was making her look even more amazonian and powerful than ever before and her prominent clit stood out from her body like a small cock. I wasn’t sure who was bigger flaccid… her or me. My eyes surveyed her body, taking in all her power and sexuality.

She did the same to me and slowly her eyes fell to my chest and she smirked before saying, "I wondered if that might happen.” I thought for a second before her words registered in a kind of horror She moved towards me, striding across the room with the grace and strength of a panther. She leaned over, and pulled the covers away and looked down at my breasts “They’re so small… like a young girl’s. Can I touch them?”

My mind was divided. I was horrified and also… I wanted her to touch them, to squeeze my nipples and pull them. To abuse me. I licked my lips and barely made a sound.

“I bet they’re so sensitive,” she said calmly.

I could feel the heat of her proximity, the aura of her presence. My body was responding to her nearness like a flower opening to the sun… I managed to ask, “But… how?”

“It’s my clit, my changing body, the Regenahealth. When I cum inside you, it gives you a dose of estrogen. Your body is changing every time I fuck you. I’m making you my girl. Breaking down your manhood. Taking it from you.”

She paused… “Don’t worry… I’ll give you something in exchange.”

Her words washed over me with erotic power and I could feel the sheer lust and desire coming over me. My body felt electric and alert… waiting for her touch. If she had flipped me over there and fucked me again, I wouldn’t have resisted. My mouth was dry with desire … I wanted her to.

But instead she sat on the bed next to me and stroked my head.

“You know, some men…” she paused, “some men might have resisted.”

“Some men might have held on, fought a little, pushed back.” She continued stroking my head, like a servant, like a puppy.

“But for you, it seems like you know it’s right… like you almost… want it.”

I was breathing heavy as I looked up into her eyes. Her breasts were so large in front of my face and I could see the outline of her muscles. My dick stiffened and my nipples were erect as I listened to her words of humiliation.

I saw her look down at my hardening nipples.

“Everything about me tells you how much you want it… don’t you?”

I simply looked up at her, my heart pounding, my chest heaving with desire.

“It’s been happening for a while… me taking the lead, taking charge… our bodies are just showing us what our minds have known for a while now.”

She smiled down at me possessively.

“Look at those little buds… they’re so small and sensitive… like you…”

She looked deep into my eyes and then a small smile crept across her face.

“I have just the thing.”

She turned away from me and opened a drawer in the dresser. My eyes lingered over her back muscles, moving with each step, down to the curve of her firm, muscular ass. In a few seconds, she returned, holding a pink nightie in her hands.

“Try this on.”

I held my hands out and felt the silk nightie – it was small, sheer and very feminine. I moved to get out of the bed but she placed a firm hand on my chest, lodged between my two breasts and said, “No.”

I looked up at her, waiting to drink in her instructions.

“Do it there. I want to see you lying there in it.”

I did as she instructed, sliding out of my male pyjamas and awkwardly pushing my body into the pink, silk nightie. Finally I got it around my body and pulled the sash closed at the front. She looked down on me with a confident smile.

“You look beautiful, sweetie.” She dragged her middle finger along my lips before sliding it into my mouth.

“They say that when you’re conquering a weak girl, you should make her beg for it. Make it so she needs your cock, so she can’t live without it. So that when you want to fuck her, she begs so much she thinks its her idea.” She slid her finger into my mouth and began to slide it in and out of my lips.

“Do you need my cock, sweetie?”

“Mmmmmm” is all I could muster. My nipples were rock hard and my cock was hardening.

"You like that, don't you?" she said, her voice low and teasing. "You like feeling like a girl."

I didn't respond, afraid of what might come out if I opened my mouth.

I nodded, unable to find my voice. I looked up at her, the powerful muscles, the striated veins in her arms and her thick thighs. I felt so small, so weak in comparison. My body was screaming for her to climb atop me, to push her elongated clit into my mouth and pump me full of more of her masterful female seed.

But she simply smiled again and said, “Good.”

"Good," she said, and she climbed onto the bed, straddling me. She positioned herself so that her thick clit was pressing down on my chest, right between my new breasts. "Now, show me how much you want to be my girl. Suck on these while I play with your clit," she said, pointing to her own nipples.

I looked at her, unsure of what to do. But something inside me, something that had been growing since our first night of this new dynamic, took over. I leaned forward and took one of her large, nipples into my mouth and began to suck. It was strange, but also oddly natural. And as she began to play with my male clit, her thumb circling it, pressing down, my body responded. I was getting hard.

At the same time, she began to gently rub my nipples with her fingers and I could feel a roll of sexual desire coming over me like nothing I felt before. I was melting in front of her and needed to spend all my concentration attending to her swollen breasts.

I could feel her getting harder, her clit growing even more substantial. I looked down at her clit and my dick… was she bigger? Was I imagining her size? My vision was blurring with desire, but her muscular frame pressed against me, her large tits, almost as big as my head… I was drunk with lust.

She stood up and her clit hovered in front of my head… there was no mistaking it, it was more dick than clit now. I looked at it, and at her… I wasn’t certain, but my body was. My nipples were hard and my dick was throbbing with desire.

She smiled down at me like a benevolent goddess.

“Just give a kiss for now. A kiss to show your submission.”

I obeyed, taking the tip in my mouth and kissing it. I could feel it throb in my mouth as she raged with desire.

“And a little lube, sweetie. You’ll be glad you did it.”

Again, I took her in my mouth and wrapped my willing lips around her cock, spreading saliva up and down the shaft.

Karen gave a guttural moan, and then gave my nipples a firm tweak, sending an electric shock of desire through my body. I was still recovering from the feeling when she said, “Now I’m going to fuck you, baby.”

She flipped me onto my stomach with little effort, I felt like a small girl in her powerful arms and I felt her thick, athletic legs press against my back, opening me up.

I wanted it. I wanted it all. All of her. I wanted to be fucked.

I felt her swollen clitcock enter me, lubricated by my saliva and her precum and she eased her way into my ass. Her body was solid iron pressing up against my soft, yielding sissy torso.

She let out a deep guttural moan as she entered me.

“Are you a good girl? Do you deserve my cock?”

“Mmmmmm….”

“Tell me, you slut.”

“Please, Master Karen. I’m a good girl. Please fuck my pussy with your cock.”

She was thrusting now with intensity and ferocity.

“You need my cock don’t you.”

“Mmmm…. Yes, master. Please, fuck me. I’m a girl for you. Breed me and give me tits and take away my malehood.”

Her body was like a jackhammer, pounding my ass with her thick clit. She fucked me like I’d never fucked her. I was always soft, never cut out for this kind of sex. When I fucked her, she’d smile, let me cum after a few minutes, and then pleasure herself. This was different. I was being fucked, I was being torn apart, by this dominant alpha woman. I would never be the same.

After a minute she spun me around and made me sit on her cock and bounce, choking me and squeezing my tits. Then she flipped me around again, and drove into my ass repeatedly.

“You see how long I last? You see how well I fuck you?”

“Yes Karen… you’re so amazing…”

“I’m your man, aren’t I?”

“Yes, Karen… you’re my man and I’m your bitch. I’ve always been your bitch.”

She threw me onto the bed, raised my legs, and entered me from atop while she choked me.

I couldn’t believe how long she was going. My nipples and dick were rock hard, I was a puppet being strung along by her every movement. I was exhausted, coated in sweat, and could barely move… but she was the one doing all the work. And she kept going…

Finally, she pulled out of me and I heard my ass unclench with a pop. Her clit was rock hard… she had to be bigger than me. She sat on the bed and opened her legs.

“Come, girl. Finish me with your mouth.”

"You're going to love sucking my cock," she said, her voice breathy. "You're going to love taking it all in and swallowing my cum. And when we're done, you're going to thank me for making you into such a good little girl. For breeding you like any good man should"

I nodded silently. The idea was so humiliating, but I found myself getting more and more turned on by it. I crawled on my knees between her thick thighs, like a slave worshipping at the altar of his goddess. Her power, her sex, her strength were all so immense. I was on the edge of cumming just being surrounded by her electric being.

I leaned down and took her in my mouth. She was bigger than last time, her clit had grown substantially and she began to fuck my with her clit, her powerful thighs pushing my head back and forth, I knew that I had truly lost all control. I was her girl now, her plaything, and I would do anything she asked. I sucked and licked, eager to please, as she grew closer and closer to climax. I could feel her hardening, throbbing, and finally she exploded in my mouth, her juices exploding into my mouth. I swallowed eagerly, feeling a sense of pride that was unlike anything I had ever felt before.

I felt positively tiny and owned, my torso smaller than either of the mountainous thighs that surrounded me, my head smaller than her large breasts. My eyes traced the peaks and valleys of her muscular arms, her defined chest, before making my way to her face and her eyes. She looked down at me like a benevolent goddess.

“Can you feel my cum inside you little one? Changing you?”

“It was grow your tits, it’ll make your clit even weaker and feminine, and it will grow my cock even more. Do you feel it?”

I thought of her discharge entering my body, changing me from within, making me more her possession, her supplicant. Reborn from her dominance, I would become a new sissy plaything. I felt my nipples harden. If I could’ve sucked her again, I would have.

“Yes, Mistress. Please… fuck me again soon.”