BE WARNED! This is more explicit and devious than most of my other works, so if you don't like shemales/futanari or explicit caps, this is your warning to turn back now! Otherwise, please enjoy this cap as I step outside of my comfort zone a little bit.
Transcript: To say that Peter was unrecognizable these days would
have been to make a gross understatement. There was not a single part of his
body, including his cock, that hadn’t been altered in some way, shape, or form
since the process began. The very fact that he was now almost exclusively
referred to as she, her, or Peta was irrefutable evidence of that.
It’d been nearly two years this day since they’d nabbed
him for being unable to pay his enormous gambling debt. The next few months
following his abduction had been spent in a state of cloudy confusion,
blindfolded, sedated, and generally disoriented, though he was vaguely aware of
the endless stream of injections and procedures he had been subjected to. Exactly
what they were doing to him however, he did not know, but nothing could have
prepared him for the shock of finding out. When he’d finally saw himself
through unveiled eyes for the first time, he’d nearly screamed until he’d
almost fainted. They’d turned him into a girl and given the body of a porn star,
well, almost anyways.
She differed from most other girls in one very pronounced
way, the enormous cock that still hung between in her legs. In fact, she was
sure that it seemed even larger than before and as well as being far more
sensitive. The very feel of her tight cotton panties wrapped around her
gigantic cock had been more than enough stimulation to send streams of pre-cum
dripping down her engorged shaft, soiling her dainty panties in the process. In
all other respects though, she was fully female, possessing an exaggerated
hourglass figure, burlesque sized breasts, and a face that was permanently
formed into the countenance of a horny sex kitten. They’d even somehow managed
to alter her voice, making it breathier, melodic, and downright sexy, a perfect
representation of her lust crazed emotional state.
Her captors soon put her to work at the Milkpan Club, an
exclusive VIP locale that featured the hottest babes in town, with a twist: all
of them could be found packing heat between their legs. But save for their
enormous cocks, which could often be found lifting up their skirts, all the
servers and dancers in the club resembled gorgeous genetic females. Had their
cocks not been so prominently on display, a man could’ve easily forgotten that
the bewitching women he was surrounded by had once been men. It was here that
Peta found her place.
Working as a drink server, she was delighted to service her
patrons in any way possible, including producing some very special milk or
cream to go along in their drink on demand, but her favorite requests involved
a little more hands-on service. She loved it when customers asked her to stroke
her cock for their viewing pleasure, or better yet, to play with theirs. She
loved taking them deep in her throat, gagging with delight as she used her
tongue to deftly engage the underside of their shaft whilst maintaining perfect
eye contact. Her fondness for cock also extended to the spreading of her
luscious white ass cheeks wide, inviting them to plunge deep within the comfort
of her tight little asshole. She longed for the feel and taste of a patron’s
warm sticky cum dribbling out of her mouth and dripping down her face and the
rest of her body, a representation of the satisfaction she had provided them. The
best lovers however also made sure to concern themselves with her pleasure as
well, often stroking her off to mutual orgasm as they pounded her from behind, causing
her cock to spurt violently into the air as theirs emptied their copious load
within the receptive repository of her ass.
Her enthusiastic attitude towards her work has since
gotten her voted employee of the month over seven times now, as well as helping
her to capture the employee of the year award. She’s also come to be extremely
popular among the patrons, so much so in fact that the money she’s earned from
tips alone has been enough to pay off her debts, including the cost of the
surgeries and treatments. She’s since been set free by her former captors, but
nowadays, Peta works at the Milkpan Club of her own accord, choosing to remain
as a voluntary employee. After all, when one finally finds a living doing what they
love doing, why would they ever leave?
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