Playthings (1-3) Author: nomokid

Plaything

Author: nomokid
Word Count: 20000

(1) Sinking

In the empty office, the man's strong arms held my body tightly against his.

My tender breasts rested on his chest, while my lower abdomen felt the gradually hardening of his male symbol pressing against me.

His strong arms encircled my waist, and his warm breath brushed past my ear and gently tousled my soft
hair .

His hands quickly slid down to my buttocks.

"You pervert, so impatient!"

I protested softly, only further arousing his desire.

The glass window brought in the dim light, and he unbuttoned my shirt one by one, revealing my round and
firm .

The man's large hands rubbed my breasts, and the pressure from my chest made me moan softly. His unruly large hands
probed inside, rubbing my red and sensitive nipples with their calloused calluses.

My hands, through my suit pants, stimulated his frighteningly large penis with alternating light and heavy stimulation.

I unzipped his pants, freeing the symbol of manhood from his trousers.

"So big!"

I exclaimed softly, my fingers gently caressing its exposed tip. I couldn't help but kneel down and take
it into my mouth.

I slowly sucked, feeling the penis throb in my mouth. I instinctively tried to
slide my tongue over its sensitive glans, slowly swallowing the entire penis along the frenulum, but only about halfway in.

He grabbed my head and began to thrust his hips.

Each thrust reached deep into my throat, then forcefully withdrew,
playing with my lips back and forth.

When he finally withdrew, his penis was covered in my glistening saliva, with several
strands connecting to the corners of my mouth.

My lips pressed heavily against the dark red glans once more.

I removed my clothes, leaving only my carefully designed underwear to cover my imperfect lower body.

A faint smile played on the man's face, and his gaze alone made me tremble with heat. He pulled away
the last piece of clothing covering me, and I shamefully covered my already aroused opening with my hands, letting him flip me over and press me against
the desk.

My round breasts were squeezed into an oval shape, and my vagina was penetrated by his magnificent penis.

The already lubricated opening made his entry effortless.

I was a prisoner of penises; my name was Xiao Ling, and I thirstily craved a man's favor.

Since the beginning of my junior high school years, I had hoped to be a woman who could arouse a man's animalistic instincts.

I still remember the day I realized this; only my older brother, who was in junior high, and I were home.

Like presenting a treasure, my brother turned on the computer and played porn for me.

I don't remember the plot, only that the scene begins with an actress in a thin undergarment writhing her shapely and
beautiful body, kneeling between a man's legs, sucking on his erect penis with relish. The actor's body
was so strong, with clearly defined muscles that made my heart race. I imagined myself as that beautiful and
elegant actress, wholeheartedly serving the actor.

I envied her snow-white body, soft breasts, and long, glossy black hair.

When the actress and actor were having intercourse, she let out those ecstatic, seductive, and lascivious moans. My brother, standing nearby,
couldn't resist pulling down his pants and stroking his erect, pubic penis.

Feeling hot all over, I secretly shifted my gaze to my brother's penis, imagining myself taking
it into my mouth.

After that day, every night before bed, I would stroke my smooth chest, playing with my two little
red nipples, imagining myself being held by a man, letting him caress my nipples, while my fingers
transformed into his penis, moving in and out of my anus.

Unfortunately, every time I did this, I would feel my penis harden with lust, reminding me that I was
a boy .

I hated it, and several times I desperately wanted to get rid of it, but the fear of never being able to urinate prevented me from being
ruthless .

So I would always squeeze the two drooping testicles under that penis hard, making it go soft from the pain.

I wanted to become a woman who wholeheartedly served men.

I massaged my testicles every day, rendering them useless. My secondary sexual characteristics were delayed, and my penis
was smaller than my little finger.

Because I hadn't developed, I was always the shortest and most delicate-looking boy in my class, but ironically, when I dressed in women
's clothes , I looked like a real girl.

Dressing in women's clothing became my late-night pastime. Thanks to the internet, I could easily find information about ordering women's clothing, learning makeup, and
even information about gender reassignment surgery.

I'm grateful for the media's extensive coverage of cosplay back then; when my mother
discovered , I simply said they were cosplay supplies and got away with it.

Although my body had stopped developing, my adolescent desires were growing stronger.

That year I was 18, in my final year of high school, preparing for my major exams. I started hiding after class in public restrooms in parks,
changing into women's clothing, and enjoying the pleasures of cross-dressing in the dim light. I would insert a vibrator I bought online deep
into my body, imagining a group of men taking turns fondling my body in the restroom.

These lewd fantasies kept me entertained; I would spend an hour or two in the restroom every day before leaving satisfied.

This act of debauchery in public restrooms became a way for me to escape pressure.

My parents were busy with work, constantly on the go, and as long as my grades were stable, they let me be.

It was in this park, where I often dressed up, that I met the man who took my virginity.

It seemed a strange sight of a girl emerging from the men's restroom had caught his attention. After observing for a few days, he
began his plan.

That day, as usual, I went into the innermost disabled toilet to change. He, who had been following me,
called out to me.

"Little girl, it's late today!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb, little girl. I look forward to your arrival every day."

Hearing his words made me uneasy, and I hurriedly tried to push him away and leave.

But the photos in his hand paralyzed my senses.

They were photos of me, dressed in women's clothing, sitting on the toilet, ecstatically stimulating my vagina with a vibrator
.

My mind went blank; I hadn't even realized I was being photographed from above.

"Little beauty, the photos are pretty good, aren't they?"

"What...what do you want from me?"

"If you behave, I won't do anything to you, and I'll give the photos back to you."

He ordered me to take off all my clothes, scrutinizing my pale, thin, naked body, muttering,
"I need to do some more work!" He handed me a bag and ordered me to open it.

Inside was a complete set of revealing women's clothing.

I guessed what he was thinking, slowly fastening the prosthetic bra I'd gritted my teeth to buy recently, feeling
its weight against my chest, before changing into the clothes he'd prepared.

The peach-colored shirt had a cutout in the back, and the incredibly short jeans revealed my carefully maintained,
long, snow-white legs.

He nodded in satisfaction. Sitting on the toilet, under his gaze, I subtly enhanced my features, making myself look more
delicate and girlish, before finally donning a long black wig.

Having finished, I sat on the toilet, looking up intently at the man who held my secret.

In his forties, his physique was slightly out of shape, his face covered in stubble—a typical middle-aged man, completely
unlike the type I usually fantasized about.

But the way he watched me change made my heart race, filling me with an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

His sweatpants bulged into a small tent; I could feel his desire without him saying a word.

"Today, you'll have to suck it properly," he said. Although I had long fantasized about serving men, I
couldn't believe I would actually be sucking a stranger's penis.

I sat on the toilet watching his pants drop to his knees.

His dark penis stood erect before me, the pungent smell of urine emanating from its tip clearly filling my nostrils
. I frowned, but there was no room to back away.

I first gently licked the salty, fishy-smelling glans, then slightly took it into my mouth, savoring
the nauseating smell of urine.

A pulsating sensation spread between my teeth as my little tongue slowly licked the slit in the middle of the glans, causing the already
erect penis to swell even more in my mouth. I could feel its satisfaction from my ministrations; my
little mouth brought it pleasure.

I began to swallow and spit out his penis with all my might, my fingers pinching the base, my mouth sucking on
the tip .

My vigorous performance made him let out a satisfied growl.

"Oh… little beauty, your mouth… is so amazing, so good at sucking… oh…" My performance made him start to
move his hips in sync with my movements.

With each movement, he penetrated deeper into my mouth. I frequently felt like gagging, but I wouldn't let him
slow down.

The discomfort in my throat caused tears to involuntarily stream down my face, and my eyes kept drifting upwards.

Even though I didn't know his name, I could instinctively respond to his needs through his vigorous movements,
anticipating the satisfaction he would provide.

But things didn't go as I expected. He pulled his semen from my mouth and sprayed it on my face, even getting it into
my nostrils.

I scraped his white fluid off my face and put it in my mouth.

Tears streamed down my face, and saliva mixed with the pungent semen clung to my lips.

My face was filled with his scent; the strong smell of semen overwhelmed my senses. I could only
stare him, obediently swallowing the liquid in my mouth as he commanded.

My compliance pleased the middle-aged man. He carefully wiped my face with a tissue and ordered me to go
home with him.

The man wanted me to call him Uncle Cai. I didn't know his profession, only that he possessed strength and energy comparable to
a young man .

When I went home with him, he forcefully pinned me down and stripped off my lower garments.

Although frequent use of a vibrator for dilation could not alleviate the pain of the initial penetration of the anus, even though the uncle
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