Chapter 2: Building Tension
"Good morning Bennett. Or, should I say, Bianca?"
"B-Bianca? N-no, that's, that's not my name! Turn me back to a man this instant!" Bianca yelled, her voice quivering with anger and desperation. "I don't care if my debt is paid, I want my old life back!" She fidgeted uncomfortably, her body on the verge of orgasming. It took all of her self-control to keep herself from shamefully masturbating in front of him. Ugh, why now?! Why couldn't she just have a few more minutes...
Mr. Goldstein simply smiled and walked into the bathroom. "I'm afraid that's impossible, Bianca. The transformation is irreversible."
"W-why? Why did you do this to me?!"
"Perhaps I just wanted to teach you a lesson. But you're free to go, just as I promised. Door's right there." He pointed to the door to the bedroom.
"I- you, you can't just leave me like this! I have no identification, no money, nothing!"
"Not my problem, honey. Maybe you can make a little bank with these funbags of yours." He forcibly grabbed a large handful of creamy tit.
"Myan~" Bianca quickly brought a hand to her mouth. Moaning in front of someone else was WAY too embarrassing.
"Hehe, if you keep moaning like a little slut, you really will become quite the escort."
"N-no, please! Don't leave me like this!" Bianca begged, her voice quivering with desperation. "Please, I'll do anything!"
Mr. Goldstein paused, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. "Very well, I'll offer you a deal."
"Anything!" Bianca exclaimed, her heart pounding with hope.
"You'll become my trophy wife," Mr. Goldstein declared, his gaze unwavering, "I'll handle all your documentation, and you won't have to worry about money. You'll live a life of luxury, and I'll ensure your family is taken care of."
Bianca hesitated, her mind racing with the implications of such a proposition. She had never considered herself a materialistic person, but the thought of living a life of ease and comfort was tantalizing. She would be able to provide for her family, and she wouldn't have to worry about surviving in this new body.
And gaining the assets of her own boss? Think of all the money she could spend...
"Wait wait wait wait, no. I- I can't be your wife, I, I'm a man!"
"Oh really?" Mr. Goldstein chuckled, "I don't think men have big milky tits like these, sugar. Or a pretty face like this. Or wide birthing hips like this."
Bianca shuddered as Mr. Goldstein walked around her body, pointing out every part of her that wasn't a man's.
"Admit it. You're a woman now. You should act like one."
Fuck. She didn't like the idea of giving all her freedom over to the man who made her like this, but... does she have any other choice? Just, MNGH! She needed him gone. She was horny as fuck, and honestly it hurt too much to think. Leave! Let me... continue...
"O-okay," Bianca agreed begrudgingly, her voice trembling slightly. "I accept your conditions."
"Hmmm. Sounded pretty reluctant to me. You sure you're really up for the task?"
"Y-yes, I, I'll do what you want..." (Just please, leave!)
"Prove it then." Mr. Goldstein's pants suddenly fell to the floor, and his gargantuan cock was shoved into her cheek.
"W-what are you doing?!"
"If you want to be my cute, submissive little trophy wife, you better show me you mean it." Mr. Goldstein snickered, "SUCK."
Bianca's eyes widened in shock, and she glanced at the giant cock in front of her. No, this was all wrong! She couldn't suck his large, girthy cock... no matter how, how BIG it was. But she knew she had no choice; going out into the world without any identification would practically be suicide with this body. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her pulse throbbing in her veins.
Why the hell was she even more excited than before?
"D-damn it," she thought. With a deep breath, she opened her mouth and slowly leaned forward, her lips brushing against the head of the cock.
"That's a good girl," Mr. Goldstein growled, his eyes locked on her face. "How about I help you a bit?"
"Mm? MGNH~?!"
Mr. Goldstein grabbed her hair and forced her head down onto his cock. Bianca gagged as the tip of his dick hit the back of her throat, her eyes watering with fear and disgust.
"M-mmph!"
She could taste him, his salty precum coating her tongue. The taste was revolting, but she unconsciously began to rub her thighs together, as the pussy juices from her previous little session lubricated her skin.
"Mm-mm!"
Bianca struggled to breathe, her lungs screaming for air as she desperately tried to pull away. But Mr. Goldstein's grip on her hair was too strong, and she was helpless to resist. She could feel her gag reflex kicking in, but she forced herself to keep going.
"That's right," Mr. Goldstein moaned, his grip tightening on her head. "I know you want it, sweetheart. You're getting all wet down there, aren't you?"
Bianca's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she could feel her face burning with shame. But she couldn't deny the truth; her pussy was throbbing with need, and her juices were trickling down her thighs.
Despite her protests, Bianca was unable to resist the temptation to use her tongue. She licked the underside of his cock, savoring the taste of his salty precum. Her heart raced with excitement, and she could feel her nipples hardening against her shirt.
"Mhm!"
Mr. Goldstein groaned, his cock twitching in her mouth. "That's it, sugar. I knew you would be a natural!"
Bianca whimpered, her resolve crumbling under the weight of her desires. She knew she couldn't resist much longer, and as Mr. Goldstein continued to thrust his cock into her mouth, she could feel her pussy throbbing with need. Her juices were flowing freely, soaking her panties and leaving a pool on the floor. FUCK! Why was she feeling so good from sucking someone ELSE'S cock?
"Mmn~!"
She couldn't hold herself back anymore. With a deep breath, she reached down and slipped her fingers beneath her panties. The satin material was slick with her arousal, and she moaned softly as she rubbed her clit.
"Mmmh~!"
Bianca plunged two fingers into her wet pussy, gasping as the sensation of her wetness enveloped her digits. She could feel her g-spot responding to her touch, and her pussy clenched around her fingers, begging for more.
"MNGH~! MM~!"
Mr. Goldstein chuckled, his gaze locked on her face. "That's right, baby. Fuck yourself for me."
Bianca felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment, but she couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through her body. Her pussy clenched around her fingers, and she moaned loudly, her voice echoing in the bathroom.
"Mmmmh~!"
Mr. Goldstein began to thrust into her mouth faster. Bianca teared up more, as her jaw felt sore and used. Still, her fingers never stopped, and now a third finger was tempting her slick entrance.
"Ready, princess? Ready to receive a mouthful of cum? I'll warn you- I produce way more than normal..."
Bianca's heart raced as she prepared herself for the torrent of cum that was about to fill her mouth. She could feel her pussy throbbing with anticipation, and her fingers were still dancing between her wet folds.
"Mmm~!"
As Mr. Goldstein continued to thrust into her mouth, Bianca could feel his cock swelling even larger. She knew it wouldn't be long before he unleashed his load, and she braced herself for the inevitable. Bianca's fingers plunged deeper into her pussy, the sensation of her wetness and tightness sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her orgasm was near.
Suddenly, Mr. Goldstein's cock erupted, filling Bianca's mouth with a massive load of cum.
"MGnGH~?! MMm..."
She gasped, her eyes widening in shock as she tasted the thick, warm liquid. Despite her initial revulsion, Bianca couldn't help but revel in the sensation of being completely dominated by her new owner.
"Mblegh..." Bianca coughed, wiping off the cum with her hand. She looked at the puddle of cum on her chest, and a strange feeling washed over her. It was disgusting, yet exciting in a bizarre way. She couldn't help but lick her lips, her eyes locked on the cum-covered hand.
"Mmm~" Bianca moaned softly, her eyes drifting shut. Now that she was done with him, she could focus on herself. Her fingers began going in and out, faster, faster! Her orgasm was nearing, and her pussy clenched tightly around her fingers as wave after wave of pleasure threatened to break through. Bianca could feel herself drowning in her own lust, her body trembling with unreleased tension.
"Yes, YES~!
Finally, finally! She was going to cum and is was going to feel so mind-blowingly orgasmic that she wouldn't be able to think clearly for a good 10 minutes after it, yes, yes, YES, PLEASE, PLEASE!! HERE IT CO-