I'd spent the last few days preparing to move out of my parent's house, ready to leave for university. I'd had enough of my parents bickering over the past few months and so I had planned to get out as soon as I could.
As I packed my last bag, I looked outside, it was almost dark - my last night sleeping in this house. I sat down on my bed and pulled out my phone only for our maid to knock on my door and open it.
"Do you have any more bags for me to take down?" She asked.
"Yeah, here." I said as I passed her the bag, "I think that's the last one, thanks Sarah."
"No problem, I'll take it downstairs now." She said before turning and leaving my room. Her ass jiggled as she left, that would be one thing I would certainly miss.
I lay back onto my bed, gazing at the ceiling. My eyelids slowly started to drift down until I had fallen asleep.
Waking up, I felt a great pain in my eyes, the light in my room caused them to sting quite badly so I was forced to keep them shut as I stumbled around my room. Which was a challenge in itself, as I found myself walking against walls that I knew shouldn't be there and as I felt myself jostle back and forth.
I managed to find the curtains and quickly shut them, allowing me to slowly open my eyes and let them adjust although I still felt very disoriented. I slowly looked around and saw that I wasn't in my room.
'Jesus was I drinking last night?' I thought to myself.
I stumbled through the room until I found a corridor, with Sarah walking along it, who I was surprised to see was still in her underwear.
"Hey Sarah can you-" I walked towards her only to find myself hitting my head into something. I looked back at Sarah, who was also now rubbing her head, I tried to walk to her again but that was when I realised, I wasn't looking at a hallway. I was looking into a mirror!
My eyes dropped down to my chest very quickly, finding two bulbous breasts protruding from my torso.
I took a deep breath as I began to stumble back over to the bed, now feeling everything from my new body. The gentle swaying of my tits, the soft smack of my ass cheeks, the wobbling of my plump thighs, the thick hair trickling down my back and the rubbing of my pussy against the soft fabric of my thin panties. I began to hyperventilate as I sprawled across my mattress, my breasts seemingly flattening themselves onto my chest.
That was when I heard my father shout for me,
"Sarah? Sarah!"
I got back up out of bed, my breasts reforming and swinging heavily off my chest, and hurriedly ran out to the kitchen.
I arrived a short while later, with my father turning round to see me walking over to him, breasts bouncing all the way.
"Oh Sarah, already? Well, Linda's not up yet so-" He was cut off by the clacking of my mother's heels as she came down the stairs towards us.
"Sarah! We've been shouting you for 10 minutes! And go put your uniform on, this isn't the place for you to traipse around in your underwear!" She shouted, glaring at me and my nearly exposed chest.
"Did you not hear me? Go!" She shouted again, this time I ran back to my room, my ass jiggling heavily behind me.
I opened Sarah's closet and grabbed her uniform: some thin pantyhose, a pair of black heels and a low cut maid outfit. An outfit I had spent many hours oogling at. It took me a few minutes, but I eventually had the whole uniform on. I didn't appreciate how short the skirt was or how my tits seemed as if they were about to burst out of my uniform.
I headed back to the kitchen, slowly managing to walk in my heels. But before I arrive I overheard my mother speaking,
"Brian, I don't know what you pay that little bitch for, she barely does anything around the house! I had to prepare this dress myself!" She said, gesturing to her sundress.
"Anyway, I'll be out with Angela until noon, I'll see you then." She continued, beginning to head for the front door. Just before she left, she turned to me and said, "You better have these rooms spotless by the time I get back!"
I watched as my father headed back upstairs and I set off for my own room. I had a lot of trouble climbing up the stairs, with my bouncy chest throwing me off balance and my heels constantly slipping out, but I eventually made it to the top floor. I scanned the corridor for my room and I entered it.
It was a whole different room, unlike my plain and empty room this one was ornate and decorated. I looked around the room until my eyes fixated on a champagne bottle and some glasses. I felt the urge to fill them up and so I walked over a began pouring two drinks.
Just as I had finished my father entered the room.
"Well, Sarah, that was quite lucky." He said, putting his hands around my waist, "And that little stunt you pulled without your uniform was very arousing." He leaned in to kiss me, I tried to move my head away but he was too strong and he pulled me in for a deep kiss. He brought one of his hands up from his waist and gently squeezed my breasts, causing me to moan slightly.
"God I still can't handle those sexy little moans you make." He squeezed harder making me moan louder, he chuckled.
"Da- Brian I-"
"Shhh, just relax." He said, grabbing both of the drinks, quickly downing one and pushing the other against my lips. I tried to push it back but he forced my head back as the alcohol flowed down my throat. I felt much warmer, much calmer, much... looser.
He slowly unzipped his pants. "Now, bend over for your master." He said, pushing me down and raising my ass into the air.
"Wait I-" I tried to say something but he pulled down my panties and began pounding me from behind. I felt like I was being split open as his pounding got faster and faster. The sheer elation of the fat in my ass rippling back and forth was enough to complete soak my pussy. The fact that he treated me like an object was just so fucking hot. I squealed and moaned with each ripple as he switched to fucking my dripping pussy directly.
His firm hands held me in place as I squirmed and shook from each powerful pounding I took. He grabbed onto my breasts hard, rubbing my nipples and squeezing them.
He rubbed the tip of his cock against my folds, causing me to squirm in ecstasy. I felt a great heat welling inside me and I knew I was about to burst with pleasure. He slammed his cock deep into my pussy as I practically screamed with pleasure. All of my energy shooting out of my filled pussy. His still rock hard cock started to twitch and he pulled it out of my perfectly lubricated vagina, shooting hot, thick cum all over my chest and pussy. I let out a final squeal as I felt his seed create a warm sensation which covered my whole body.
"Holy fuck, that was fucking incredible! I'm glad I hired you as my own little whore. Now go off and have a shower, I'll join you in a minute." He said, walking off. And so he left me there, sprawled out, naked, panting and covered in his cum.
After regaining my composure (and my clothes), I wiped his cum off my tits, it was so thick and it completely coated them, not to mention how much was currently running down my thighs. I grabbed my panties and pulled them up, squashing some of the cum on my thighs back into my pussy, making me squeal.
I stumbled out of the room and headed for the bathroom, cum leaking out of my pussy and off my bare breasts.
Before I jumped into the shower, I tried to wipe his cum off my vagina and thighs leading to my hand covering itself in warm cum. Trying to reach the sink, I slipped and my hand rubbed hard against my pussy, gagging me with pleasure. I tried to ignore the sensation but I couldn't help myself and so I kept rubbing, my hand getting quicker and quicker each second. I pulled my panties down, leading to some cum dripping out and being picked up by my hand.
I remembered how my pussy felt when a big cock had shoved itself deep inside and how amazing it felt to be filled up by it. My eyes wandered down to my hand as I stopped rubbing and raised it up to my lips. It was still coated with my master's thick cum.
I rubbed it against my lips and fantasised about how a big hard dick would feel pushing past them. I slowly slid my hand past my lips and let it drip onto my tongue, the taste was familiar, like I'd been doing this for years. More and more dripped off my hand as I began swallowing. The warm sensation and taste as it slid down my throat made me moan. I kept suckling all the cum I could off my fingers as I approached the shower, turning it on.
As I felt the hot water roll down my tits, I heard the door slowly open. I leaned out past the shower curtain only for it to be pulled back, causing me to quickly cover my tits and pussy with my hands.
"I see you've been enjoying your little present." He stared at my lips, still dripping cum onto my breasts. I tried to hide it only for my tits to fall down, embarrassing me greatly which only made me wetter.
"You're so fucking sexy." Brian said, "Now how about I hop in as well?" He quickly stripped off and then stepped in, revealing his fully erect cock. I couldn't help myself as my eyes drifted from covering my body down to his cock, it looked so big. I didn't know how it even fit in my tight pussy. He pushed me against the side of the shower and rubbed it against my vagina. I felt an explosion of pleasure ripple out and I pushed my body against his without thinking, causing his dick to push into my folds. I moaned loudly as he pushed it in further.
As he pounded my pussy, I couldn't help but imagine how it must feel to hold a cock that big in my hands, to see it right in my face. What would it feel like for it to brush up against my lips, for it to push past my lips? For my master to hold a firm grasp on my hair and force my head back and forth as his giant cock bobbed in and out of my mouth. For his cock to twitch and shoot his load right into my mouth, for me to lap it up, for me to scrape it off my tits, for me to lick my lips for every last drop, for me to beg for more from my master?
I was lost in a haze of fantasy as I heard the front door slam shut. "Shit!" Brian shouted, pulling his huge cock out of me and jumping out the shower. I tripped and fell onto all fours, cum leaking out of my pussy onto the shower floor. Brian hurriedly put his pants back on and ran out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Once again leaving me sprawled out, naked, panting and covered in his cum.
I only had my soaked panties to wear so I had to sneak back to my room using a bouncy handbra. When I got back, I immediately collapsed onto my bed, exhausted. There were still some small bits of Brian's semen under my tits so I carefully swiped them up with my finger and gently inserted it into my mouth. I let out a small moan and rubbed my thighs together, feeling a growing warmth spreading across my body. I had just started to pull down my panties when I heard the signature clacking of my mother's heels heading towards me. I quickly covered myself in a blanket as she forcefully opened the door.
"I told you to clean this house three hours ago and it looks like you've hardly done anything! You better fucking listen to me this time, or you're fired!" She shouted, turning away and slamming the door. A great anxiety overtook me, I wouldn't be able to see Brian again. Powered by this fear, I pulled out another uniform and got to work, spending hours meticulously cleaning every inch on the house, a task I found strangely pleasurable and natural. I had to go and put on some new panties more than once, some small amounts of cum still dribbling out, as well as my own juices.
By the time I had finished my work, Brian and my mother had already gone to sleep. Leaving me all alone to wander around the house. I first practiced walking in heels, a task that I had taken to much quicker than I had expected. I loved the way it pushed out my breasts and ass, the way it made my pink panties hug my ass cheeks was something that I was sure Brian would enjoy. Secondly, I had found my way back to my bathroom and discovered a large, pink dildo in one of the drawers and small pools of cum on the floor. My heart began to pound and my mind raced with fantasies. I slowly took the dildo out and attached it to the wall.
I smothered my lips and the tip of the dildo in the cum, sitting right in front of it. I closed my eyes and imagined Brian standing above me. His firm hand on the back of my head pushing me onto his cock.
I slipped the dildo into my mouth and began to insert it deeper and deeper.
I used one hand to caress the balls beneath it as I used the other to rub along the thick shaft, despite its enormous size it was still smaller than Brian's, a realisation that made me giggle.
I began sucking on the dildo harder, feelings sparking around my body and images bouncing around my mind. I got faster and faster until i slipped on the bathroom floor and fell onto the ground, hitting my head.
I got up, dazed, and realised what I was doing and remembered who I was. I wasn't some fucking cumslut! I needed to get out of here, I needed to change back!
I recoiled in disgust as a drop of cum fell from the dildo, hitting the floor. I felt even more disgusted as I felt myself licking my lips, anxious to lap it up. I quickly pulled the dildo off the wall, still anxious over how I reacted to how big and firm it was in my hands, and shoved it to the back of the drawer. I looked in the mirror and saw that I had cum dripping off my lips, so I quickly wiped it off my lips and washed my hands. I cleaned up the small pools of cum off the floor and disposed of them. I grabbed my panties, my bra and my high heels, putting them on as fast as I could.
I grew ever more concerned as I now noticed just how flawlessly I could walk, even run, in my black, 6 inch stilettos. I giggled thinking about 6 inches, Brian was much more than that, much more pleasurable. I moaned softly as my mind wandered. A moan that concerned me greatly.
As soon as I made it back to my room I took off my heels and placed them exactly in their correct spot without thinking, concerning me even more. I lay onto my bed and pulled my blanket all the way up, trying to stop myself from being tempted.
When I awoke, it was early in the morning. I turned over only to be confronted by my purple dildo, coated in my juices and standing proudly on my bed. I got out of bed only to realise that I was now fully naked, my bare breasts glistening in the morning sunlight.
I looked over and saw my stilettos had been used, being knocked over. I tried to remember what had happened during the night. I remembered that I had started to dream about Brian, about his cock, about how much I wanted to fucking suck his giant cock.
I remembered sucking hard, sucking well. I remembered how his cock had twitched and his seed had exploded out, I remember how I had swallowed it all with glee, panting as I begged him for more.
I remembered sticking my hand down my panties and rubbing hard against my throbbing pussy.
I remembered getting up and grabbing my stilettos to walk out of my room and into the bathroom. Digging out the dildo and beginning to suck on it as I walked back.
I remembered how incredible it felt to rub it against my pussy and then shoving it into my mouth, imagining Brian do it to me forcefully, like he was my master and I was his slutty little sex toy.
Oh god I remembered it all! I remembered how incredible it all felt. But it was missing something, something that no dildo could provide, something that only master could give me.
I slipped on my uniform and my stilettos. I made sure to grab my dildo as I walked out and into the hallway, there was no sign of my mother. I heard noises coming from one of the rooms so I walked in, seeing master sitting down. I seductively approached him and raised up my dildo, beginning to insert it into my mouth. Master turned to look at me as I began deepthroating the purple dildo, lubricated by my juices.
Master immediately understood my request and waited no time in granting it. He approached me quickly and pulled down his pants. He firmly grasped the back of my head and forced me onto my knees, he called me his little whore, a name that I squealed in joy at hearing. He then tightened his grasp on my hair and I prepared my lips as I saw his cock grow and lengthen until it was just barely beyond my lips. I braced myself as he adjusted his hand for the final time.
He forced my lips onto his cock and it pushed right through, reaching the back of my throat but he pulled me back and pushed me along it once again. I started sucking as hard as I could, moving my hands along his shaft quickly and deliberately. The first globules of precum fell onto my tongue and I tried to moan but there was no space to breathe. Onlt master's cock to suck. Hearing him moan loudly and shouting about how I was his perfect cumslut made me squeal with joy as I sucked even harder than before. My fantasies of sucking my master's giant cock didn't compare to the sheer ecstasy I experienced. I felt as his balls became fuller and fuller of delicious and thick cum, ready to burst.
I sucked even harder and faster, my master's firm grasp still holding the back of my hair. I felt his cock begin to twitch and I fully opened my mouth as he pulled away, his hand keeping my head steady right in front of it. His cock twitched for the final time as his hot cum shot out, filling my mouth in seconds and dripping down past my tits. I swallowed as fast as I could, stuck in a perfect state of bliss, but more kept coming and soon my mouth was overflowing with my master's seed, causing me to spill even more down my breasts and rolling over my pussy.
As the final spurts shot onto my breasts I fell forward, lapping up all of master's cum from my lips and tits and going back down to suck on master's cock to swallow as much as I could.
I looked up to see master moving over me and forcing me on my back, squeezing my breasts tightly. He moved over to the side of my head and in-between my loud moans and squeals of ecstasy he whispered in my ear:
"Thank you, my little whore."
And the sheer elation, satisfaction and pride that I felt after that excited me and my throbbing pussy to no end. I closed my eyes as master lay beside me, the taste of his delicious seed still on my lips, and I fell asleep.