Simple prompt, so many variations... I love the idea that we bet on some match, and I lost. And now, I'm underneath you, about to get fucked. You set it as a trap for me, almost like you knew the outcome. We bet the big prize - anal sex. The loser gets fucked but the winner, and I lost. Can't believe it, I try to shake it off, even try to weasel out of it a bit. We've flirted a little but never really went all the way. And now...

For the first time, you're going to pop my anal cherry.

But that's not all, as you fuck me, you start getting stronger. Every stroke, you start pushing a little deeper. And start taking something from me. Every thrust in, every time you pull out, you steal a little bit more of my masculine identity. My body starts shrinking. My hair starts growing longer. My voice starts changing.

The closer I get to cumming, the more I become a woman. It's not just my body, though, it's my mind. My identity. You pin me down easily and ask me what my name is.

"J... Jenny..." I respond. I know that's not my name but saying it makes it my name.

And it makes you bigger. Stronger. More manly. You can hold me down now with one hand, and say "remember that night at the lake, Jenny? What happened after we went skinny dipping?"

I remember it, how a circle of us jerked off together to a naked female friend, but my memory shimmers in my mind and it becomes a night where I'm on my back getting gang banged by you and three friends. I know it's not true, I know it didn't happen but by the time I finish telling you about it, it did, it's real to me, and it's happening more and more. The changes are building. My voice is changing. My identity is changing. Everything is, and you're taking it from me. Openly.

I'm fit, toned, athletic. 5'10", brown hair, brown eyes... I run and swim a lot, so my body is strong, but somewhere, deep down, you're stronger aren't you? And somewhere you know that I want to be smaller and feminine.

Interested, send me a message with how we know each other and what position I'm in!