Millionaire

In a crowded tram, a girl in a miniskirt was rubbing herself next to Misha. Having examined her hips, butt and front with his hand, the guy was convinced that she was not wearing panties. At this time, another one began to rub against him. A quick examination showed that she was not wearing panties either! As they left, the girls winked at him; there were already three of them. They promised to give Misha the three of them, only in the park. Misha followed them, and they met on the way. One was named Yulia, nicknamed Rybka, the other was Lena, nicknamed Ptichka, the third was Shura, nicknamed Lynx. In the bushes, the first two girls allowed him to lift up their skirts, squeeze their breasts and asses, stroke their thighs and pubes, and insert a finger into their vaginas. When it came to

the third minx, Lynx, between her legs, instead of REACEED, #ouch was discovered.

Fish and Bird undressed the stunned Misha and placed him doggy style on the soft grass. Lynx brought her engorged penis to his mouth.

- Suck it.

- So, right away?

- Wow, right away! My girlfriends were groped and groped on the tram, then here. Use your mouth.

- Misha took the penis with his hand, licked the head with his tongue, and began to suck. The girls discussed his physique and actions, stroking his body with their hands.

- Look, his butt and thighs are so round and plump. She would be a good girl.

- And it sucks pretty well.

- Look between his buns.

- Small little hole!

- This is a fixable matter, it was small, it will become big.

- Hey, boy, would you like to be a girl? You have our constitution, madam's.

They guessed right. Misha had long dreamed that his chest, hips and butt were feminine. More than once he enjoyed imagining other people's dicks in his mouth and ass. He wanted someone else's hands to stroke his thighs, his ass, and tug at his nipples. Misha was a transsexual who dreamed of being reincarnated as a woman. He stopped sucking Lynx’s penis for a moment and whispered hoarsely:

- Yes, I would like to.

- Well done, I approve! So, you dream of having your boobs and thighs squeezed and fucked? Don't get distracted, keep sucking. I already have you in my mouth. Fish, squeeze his ass, and you, Birdie, remember his nipples.

Misha could not withstand such an attack, his ass shook, a stream of sperm gushed out of his penis. Lynx made a few more pumping motions with her penis in the guy’s mouth and said in a businesslike, but intermittent voice:

- I’m cumming, swallow.

Having sucked and licked his rapist’s penis until it shined, Misha wanted to get up from his knees, but he was not allowed. The three of them caressed him. Lynx’s penis became stronger again, she smeared the guy’s anus with gel.

- Don’t be afraid, I’m a major anal specialist. Your hole is undeveloped, but I love to deflower butts, especially men’s. Relax and trust.

Lynx’s skill was truly at its best. She seemed to sense when the person being raped would be in pain, took pauses, and fucked slowly, tastefully, without forcefully. From pleasure, Misha came again, Lynx played with him again, like with a toy, and filled his ass with sperm. She threw him a towel taken from her bag:

- Dry yourself and rest. Girls, show your future baby lesbian games.

Bird and Fish kissed passionately, their hands wandered over each other’s bodies, penetrating into intimate places. The girls moaned with pleasure. Meanwhile, Lynx took her mobile phone and dialed the number:

- Hello! Professor, hello! We're in the park where we usually are. Send the car, the boy-girl is ready.

Bird and Fish each came once, caressing each other, when a car stopped behind the bushes. The door slammed and a burly man walked through the bushes. Misha tried to cover his nakedness, but the stranger grabbed him with powerful hands, turned him around, looking him over like a commodity, from front to back.

- Don’t be afraid, I’m one of you. Hello girls. Indeed, we found some good material. Thighs and butt are what you need. And the doctor will build him tits for a treat. Let's go, beauty, for a ride.

He ​​hugged Misha and brought a pungent-smelling rag to his nose and mouth. The guy lost consciousness. The man turned the body over and looked between the buttocks.

- Has the popsicle been printed yet? Lynx, you are always self-willed. You know that the professor is also a lover of this matter - virgin anuses.

- Sorry, I couldn’t resist.

- Now explain yourself to the doctor.

…

When he came to his senses, he saw a mirror attached to the ceiling, and in the mirror, he was lying on his back and covered with a sheet. The ceiling was high, it was impossible to see everything clearly, but something seemed strange to Misha in his mirror image, and what exactly was unclear. With his peripheral vision, he felt a nurse sitting by the bed in a robe, from which her rich body protruded.

- Oh, I woke up! I'll call the professor now.

The nurse rose from her chair and walked to the door. Opening it, she called:

- Doctor! Masha woke up.

A thin, tall man entered the office.

- Hello, Masha! My name is Valery Semenovich, I am your godfather.

- I’m not Masha, but Misha. And my godfather is different.

- Yes, Misha had another godfather. But Misha admitted to my naughty girls that he dreamed of becoming a woman, and we made his dream come true. Therefore, I, as the person who turned Misha into Masha, am your godfather. Now we will show you.

He ​​took the remote control from the bedside table, pressed the button, the mirror from the ceiling began to slowly lower towards the bed. Misha's face has always been effeminate, but now this feeling has intensified: the nose has become thinner, the lips have become fuller, the eyebrows have been neatly plucked and blackened, the eyelashes seem to have lengthened. He began to breathe heavily with foreboding, slowly lowered the sheet with both hands, and a woman’s breasts sticking up were introduced to his gaze. The professor lowered the sheet to his ankles. Misha's hips became a little wider than they were before, but his penis remained in place.

- Why did you do this to me?

- You yourself admitted to my women that you want to be a girl, and I am a specialist in turning men into women. And vice versa. We left you #ugh for now. You will be a woman-man, like Lynx. In the future, if you want, we will cut it and make the PEACE of the required depth and width. Your name is now Masha, nicknamed Kisa.

- Yes, but I work as an engineer in one of the well-known companies, how can I appear there now?

- You won’t show up. We found a homeless man about your build, washed him, fed him, gave him something to drink, dressed him in a suit, put your documents in his pocket, put him in the car and gave him an accident. The corpse was burned. So Misha was already buried, buried and the inscription was written. And you have documents in the name of Maria Petrovna Kuznetsova, a fake biography, a passport, a birth certificate, a divorce certificate, a diploma, a driving license, all your files. That is, “killing” Misha and “giving birth” to Masha cost money. Now you will work them off with your hands, mouth, breasts, tummy, thighs, penis and ass in the company of cute sluts who lured you here. For now, you are my slave. And after a while I will sell you if you are in demand. Don’t be afraid, I won’t offend you, I carefully study the buyers’ files. It’s important for me to get the benefit myself, of course, but so that you get a decent job and go abroad forever. So that I don’t hear about you anymore, and so that you don’t give me headaches and hemorrhoids. At the beginning of my activity there was a mistake: I made a girl out of a guy, only, unlike you, I immediately altered his genitals, sold them, and her body was found a week later. With a champagne bottle in a torn REACE. They dragged me to the morgue for identification; the investigator pestered me with interrogations. I forcibly excused myself. So, now I’m marrying your sister off as my own daughter. I'm selling it though. Let's get started with your professional education.

The professor stood up and carefully turned Masha’s body onto her left side. With one hand he took hold of some object, and Kisa felt that an artificial penis was inserted into her ass

. At this time, the nurse sat down on the floor and took Kisa’s penis into her mouth. The doctor took a hand-held vibrator out of the new woman’s anus, unbuttoned his trousers, lubricated his penis, lay down on the bed, grabbed Masha from behind, and inserted his instrument into her. A few minutes later, the nurse was sitting on the floor, licking the remnants of sperm from Masha’s drooping penis, and the doctor was filling Kisa’s ass with his sperm. After another 5 minutes, during which the professor calmed the raped woman, he stood up and commanded the nurse:

- Wash her properly. Rinse the inside thoroughly. Today is a viewing party. You will only put panties on her. In the evening, keep order in the living room. Allow clients to blow girls in all holes. Well, let the women-men, Lynx and Kisa, give work to their members if they want. Don't give it to anyone yourself. If you like someone, you can have sex in your free time. And don’t allow any sadomasochism. We need undamaged goods. No bruises, abrasions, bruises. If anything happens, call security, they will calm down any big guys.

The show was successful, Kisa was mainly used as a woman, in the mouth and in the ass. Only at the very end one of the clients wanted to suck her off. The client's desire is the law!

- I'm leaving soon for home, to the States. I love you and propose that you marry me. I promise that I will always be gentle and attentive. Well, from a material point of view, you already had time to evaluate my capabilities. There is only one condition: I want you to permanently change your gender. The professor performs such operations, he can easily replace your penis with a gentle REASED.

With these words, Michael put his hand into Masha’s panties and penetrated between her thighs, stroking the testicles and the shaft of her penis.

- Just imagine that instead of a male organ there will be a tender, wet slit here, and my fingers will plunge right into you.

Kitty had long been ready to lose her manhood. How many times in her dreams did she imagine how Michael’s fingers parted her labia and went deep, how his “toys” easily plunged into her “girl”. She had no doubt about the material well-being of her man. The professor agreed to perform the operation (of course! For such money!). So Masha Kuznetsova lost her #uy, but gained REACEDa.

…

When she came to her senses, she saw a mirror attached to the ceiling, and in the mirror, herself lying on her back and covered with a sheet. Masha threw off the sheet, took the remote control lying next to her on the nightstand, and used the control buttons to force the mirror down. REACE The food was new and, in Masha’s opinion, beautiful.

— I wonder if he gave me a virgin there?” - thought the woman.

A few days later, Michael was supposed to pick up Masha from the medical center and take her to the States. The professor said that everything was fine, the stitches were tightened as they should after the operation, and we could and should go and eat. In the morning, friends, Bird, Fish and Lynx came to say goodbye to Kisa. It was a kind of bachelorette party before Masha got married and went abroad. The girls began to kiss, the kisses became more and more passionate. A playful struggle and fuss began. Yulia, Lena and Shura, citing the heat, took off their skirts and blouses, followed by bras and panties. Shura's member was already strong and standing. The girls, continuing to kiss and squeeze Masha, stripped her naked. She felt constraint and pleasure at the same time. Shura said:

- Today is your initiation into a woman. Big fucking, terrible fucking. You should feel three dicks inside you at the same time. And the fourth will join later.

Bird and Fish strapped on artificial penises, Lynx lay down on her back, and Kitty was laid on her. Shura's dick was the first in Masha's brand new hole. Yulia inserted it into Masha's mouth, and Lena into her ass. When they all moved in all her holes, Kisa received several orgasms from the mere feeling that the three owned her. Suddenly the door to the room opened and a professor and three assistants entered. Women went from hand to hand, artificial penises were removed, since natural ones were enough. The professor continued the work Lynx had started. For the first time, Masha felt a real man’s penis in her crack. Today was a day of discovery for her. The group sex continued for quite a long time. When everyone was tired, the professor said:

- Well, now you are a woman. Girls, wash her properly. Especially wash the vagina with a hose. She leaves in the evening. Good luck to you and a good life in America, Masha.

The girls parted as friends. They even cried on the path about the difficult lot of women. That evening, Michael Smith and Masha Kuznetsova left for the States.

…

Several years have passed. During this time, Masha Kuznetsova became Mary Smith. Michael's business was going well, the couple had their own house in California, Michael became a millionaire. On a hot summer evening, Michael and Mary swam naked in the pool, then he pinned her against the wall and inserted a finger into her slit. Moving it slightly, he took one of his “toys,” strapped it on, and placed his wife on it. Fucking while standing in the water was easy. Then they got out of the pool and sat down in chairs, relaxing.

- Listen, honey! I’ve been wanting to ask you for a long time: why do you speak Russian so well? And, forgive me for the indiscreet question, what kind of injury did you receive when you lost your penis? I also wonder why our faces are so similar? Don't know?

There was a long pause.

- Answering your questions is not so easy. However, I myself have long wanted to confess everything to you. I fell in love with you, but I no longer have the right to hide the secret. Now I’ll tell you everything, I’ll just pour myself some whiskey. Shall I pour you some?

- Juice, please.

Michael brought whiskey and juice, sat down in a chair, and took a sip from his glass.

- So there you go. I was born in the USSR. Here is the answer to your first question: that is why I speak Russian perfectly. My name from birth was: Masha Kuznetsova.

Mary choked on her juice.

-Were you a girl?

- Yes. But I was transsexual. Or she was a transsexual. I wanted to be a man. In addition, in my teens I discovered a talent for crime, and I became... became a swindler on trust. It was here that the USSR gave up, there were a lot of swindlers - darkness! She rubbed elbows with people, suckers, lured out money, and bye bye. I also once met a professor who often put me on edge and found out the secret that I wanted to be a man. You know this professor well.

There was a pause, Michael took a long sip from his glass.

- Well, continue.

- Not so easy. OK. Chance helped me find out that a rich American uncle left a large inheritance to a certain Misha Kuznetsov.

- Wait, wait...

- Yes, yes, exactly for you. I persuaded the professor, at the expense of my future wealth, to perform an operation on me and turn me into a man. In addition, I had to have facial plastic surgery so that you and I wouldn’t be distinguished. This is the answer to your question: why are we similar? I obtained fake documents, so I became Misha Kuznetsov, and later Michael Smith, and took your place. Everything went without a hitch. Unless, of course, you consider that the professor was unable to give me a full-fledged penis. This is the answer to your question: why do I have a prosthesis? I received a huge inheritance in America, but the feeling of guilt before you did not leave me. I flew to Moscow and, with the help of old friends, entered your apartment. I don’t even know what prompted me to do this, what I wanted to find there. I found a diary and realized that you want to become a woman. Then I decided to make your dream come true, give you the dough, and be done with it. I thought the guilt would go away. I turned to the professor, he organized, um, an event in the tram and the park, you became, uh, became a woman with a man’s penis, a woman-man. When I started visiting you, I realized that I fell in love. I liked everything about you: face, body, character, intelligence. The only thing that bothered me was your stick. I declared my love to you, you reciprocated, they cut off what was bothering me, and made a hole in you that was missing. You have become my beautiful millionaire. That's all, actually.

Michael took another sip. Mary sipped her juice in silence.

- Don't be silent, Mary. I ask you, if my story shocked you, if you feel anger towards me, do not draw hasty conclusions. Mary, I truly love you and wish you nothing but the best.

- I have no ill will towards you. Our history, of course, is wild; it’s better that no one knows about it. Michael, I love you very much too, I’m happy with everything. The only thing I would like is for us to have children. But, as you can guess, I can’t give birth to them. Can't you?

- Are you making humor already? Thank you like a stone has been lifted from my soul. Interestingly, I also thought about children. And I’ve already done something. They found two candidates for us: a boy and a girl who had lost their parents. If you don't mind, we can meet them next Sunday.

- Wow! You predict my desires! Husband and wife are one Satan. I don't mind, let's meet the guys. Well, while we don’t have children, I want to play pranks. Hey, Masha Kuznetsova, let’s go to the room, I’ll fuck you in your tender ass! Тебе понравится, сегодня ночью ты станешь моей шлюхой! Да тебя не драли туда, наверно, целую вечность, это пора исправить.

С этим словами Мэри повлекла Майкла в комнату, поставила его раком в кровати, смазала анус гелем, пристегнула свою любимую игрушку, осторожно ввела ее мужу и ухватила его за талию.

— Машка! Какая у тебя задница нежная! Знай, подмахивай, моя сладкая девочка!

Подыгрывая жене, Майкл задвигал задом, приговаривая:

— Трахни меня, Мишка! Девочка вся принадлежит своему мaльчику до утра.

— Какие у тебя движения блядские! Держись, сучка!

И Мэри Смит стала сношать Майкла Смита в попу. Или Миша Кузнецов — Машу Кузнецову? А потом она — его, или он — ее? А, пошли они на… , запутался я с ними окончательно, сами попробуйте разобраться.