Gwen Tennyson and the Domi-Matrix - Sex Stories

Gwen Tennyson and the Domi-Matrix

... hips, the Domi-Matrix was trying to remove the cock’s underwear and replace it with a bikini bottom of its own. With both the cock and the Domi-Matrix in her she felt the building orgasms slow. Ribbons from each tugged and pulled on her hips and ass. Gwen still stopped twice on her run to orgasm as the fight jerked and twisted the cock in her.

Charmcaster slowed the car and parked far for the trailer court; she did not want to alert Ben or the old man to ‘Gwen’s’ return. She didn't notice her pussy was dripping, the thought of finally having Tennyson all to herself. Leaving the car behind. Charmcaster half crouched, half jogged through the trees and bushes.

Lights ahead of her she slowed and looked around. A minute later she began moving to the stupid R.V. that had ruined her plans and caused her trouble over the years.

Charmcaster was crouching in the bushes, the old RV with Ben in it 500 yards ahead. Leaning against a large boulder, her hand resting on its cool surface, she searched for any residents of the trailer court, any late-night parties.

Alright, looks clear. Now, just sneak in. Disarm any traps they have set up and wake Ben up with a blowjob. Then ride him all night until he is mine,

she thought. She moved from the rock.

“Hey! Bitch!”

Five steps from the boulder, Charmcaster turns toward the voice.

Gwen punches her in the jaw. Hope hits the ground as Gwen dials for the right alien for the job. Her body warps and grows. Light orange fur ...

... surrounds swelling bones and muscles. A pressure pushes on the magic cock, the sealing straps begin snapping. Hope’s magic cock flops onto the ground as a red cock with a larger bulge midshaft grows. With the occasional mint-colored lightning bolt zig-zag in her new fur, her new form was complete.

Perfect Wildmutt and his red cock, she thinks. Shit! I could have fucked this up if it had given me the female form!

The Domi-Matrix slides through the fur. It tightens around her neck forming a collar. Gwen; Wildmutt now places one paw, then the other on Hope’s arms. Pinning her down. With care, she uses her jaws to rip away Hope’s long jacket and her pants.

“What??” Hope asked, coming too. She felt chilly. Warmth breaths washed over her.

Oh that’s nice,

she thought.

Wait!?

A hot long object landed on her ass.

Mustering enough magic to trigger telepathy Gwen thought,

‘I enjoyed your cock. You get to enjoy mine until the sun rises.’

Trying to stand, her arms pinned, Charmcaster's ass raises into the air. Ready to breed. Wildmutt’s hot cock slides along her pale ass. The tip rested on her taint.

“Gwen! Don’t. Wwe can talk about this.”

The mutt’s cock twitched and slapped pussy.

“Ai! Aiih!”

Ok, maybe one time. That thing is huge,

she thought. Her face was shoved into the ground. The beast's cock split her open. The large ball near its root was prying at her lips.

“HYY… Yaa. AH. ohh… AH. Ahh!”

‘I can hear your thoughts,’

Gwen ...