Dystopia: Dimension Two

Excerpt: "She explodes into loud fits of inhaling the moment she’s set free from the nipplepenis, and I slide out of her vagina and make angels in the sand while listening to her gagging and coughing."

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Looking at her, she couldn’t have been more than twelve years old. I was a 16 year old deep ocean blue haired dickgirl. Tonight I chose to die in this body and plant myself into her nubile one. I look around me. ha. A playground. So perfect a setting as to be too perfect. She was unconscious and fully clothed in a hooded sweatshirt and blue jeans. Autumn was midway through and in this magically made playground of metal in the middle of a fairy tale forest, I had been feeling the necessity for change in the crisp air itself. The time would be now, the new shell this little red-haired vixen with her eyes of red-tinted brown and skin of milky cream. I strip down to nothing and move her ragdoll of a body to the sand pit. Off come her blue jeans. I like the look; with the air a little nippy her cream skin flushes a little pink, and her brown panties go well with the cloud-colored hooded sweatshirt. Ok, we’ll keep it like this for a bit, have us a little foreplay first. I spit on her plain unlipsticked lips and spread the moisture around the outside of her mouth with my tongue. While in the corners of her lips, I reach back as I far as I can to her back teeth with my tongue. mm. Chocolate. Her last meal had included chocolate. The sweet taste mixed well with her clammy girlish skin. Obvious no makeup job here, this is the real girl, and she’s a fine specimen if ever there was one.

I slide my hands underneath her shirt and feel a second layer of clothing. Hmm, maybe I can guess what it is with just my hands? What the hell, a twilit playground is made for games after all. Now let’s see, it’s thin, short sleeved, form fitting, low v-neck. Ah, a v-neck t-shirt, one she probably slipped on fast in the hustle and bustle of the morning, one that is too tight for her not to have grown out of it already by at least a couple years. Probably a favorite of hers that she’s grown to like very much. I brush aside a bit of the sweatshirt to peek at the color. Of course, her color. Red. Off comes the hooded sweatshirt, and off comes the v-neck t-shirt, and underneath what do we find but black! A beautiful black training bra. Hmph. Fine color, but let’s see if she’s got anything to hide...

Yes! More than just two little nubs, but not quite a handful yet. I find that if I grab her hair and pull her into a sitting position, there’s enough there for some bounce when I slap them. And oh, such hard nipples out here in the autumn cold!

But where are my manners? She’s still got her sneakers on, which I quickly remove, but not before a whiff. Oooo! Haven’t washed those in a while now have we red mistress? I keep her socks on though; red, of course, halfway up the calf and thick. They should help her fend off the cold. And what do we find in the red hair but a red scrunchy as well! Red panties, red socks, and red scrunchy. Granted, they’re not all the same shade of red, but, when viewing her blushed pink-tinged creamy skin and red hair with it all, it’s a wonder I can keep myself from entering her right then and there. Truly this girl is the essence of red itself, in it’s most exalted and varied splendor. On a whim, I take out some orange chapstick and give her lips a bold shade of orange that reminds me of Halloween; just what I thought was missing from this fine autumn in view of the fading sun. I lick her lips. Ah, pumpkin. Yes...

I begin mouthing her skin from her pink cheeks to the precious ends of her tiny fingers. From her neck, to belly, belly button, skip over the panties and then nibble my way gently down to her knees. I remove her socks and lick in between her toes, sucking on each of them in turn. I mouth the underside of one of her feet for a bit before moving back up to her face which I blow on quietly, in time with the fresh breeze picking up in the air. Her eyes begin to flutter. Here it comes.

I hurry and remove her panties; hardly any pubic hair yet, but vaginal lips the only shade of red that had been missing from her whole ensemble. Autumn colors; she seems fashioned out of the autumn itself. Let’s see now, must think fast. Glow jewelry, yes, that would suit her well. Green to contrast the Halloween with a little holly jolly cheer. One forest-embroidered arm band on her upper right arm, and a matching band around her upper left thigh. A plastic see-through belt, tight around her belly. Mmm, and a red collar. Dark dark red. Oh, and that scrunchy, yes that gets tied right around my penis.

Let’s see now, for this girl I will drug her and make her slow and weak. So much so that she can’t form words properly. Yes, that will be all that’s needed for this little girl. she’s awake now, I can tell. Her eyes are half-open and she begins to gradually move her arms around the sand box, taking in the feel of the sand.

I can hold back no longer! I reach my hand behind her bottom and stick my middle finger up her bum. A sharp little squeak ensues. So young and tender! With my free hand I move her legs into position and mount her, attempting to ram my penis into her slender vagina. Waaaay too tight! She screams now, high-pitched, but can’t move her body more than the twitch of a few fingers. Slowly, but with lessening patience, I push in. White sand mixed with red virgin blood, I’ve made it up to the scrunchy. Now I ease on back, and pack it in once again and continue the process. She keeps up a low moan of protest that vibrates cutely every time I plow into her. Her breasts hardly give a shake though, and I push my finger as hard as I can into her ass one last time, then move that finger into her mouth and rub it around. The blood slicks her vagina well and I begin to pick up the pace, leaning down and bitting one of her little breasts hard, then very hard. I alternate between bitting and sucking on her nubile breasts and occasionally lick around her hard little aureoles and mouth up whatever sweat she begins to excrete in between her breasts or on her neck.

I lie back with her on top still riding me. She immediately falls forward flat onto my c-cup breasts. Good. I’ve ceased ramming into her, but she’s too weak to dismount from my penis. I direct her drugged lips to one of my breasts and begin stroking her hair softly willing her with a little magic to go on her own now. She does, and begins combining riding me with sucking on my nipples like a baby. I reach both my hands down to her bottom and begin easing my fingers one by one into her anus, hoping to eventually force it loose enough to fuck. Soon, I bring forth milk and she is sucking it up like a parched animal. Sometimes her teeth clamp down on my nipple and I transfer the pain I feel to my fingers, reaching a little harder into her anus. Seems her max at the moment is only two fingers. I try harder and she makes an animal sound, clearly in pain. So I try even hard, up to four fingers. Now she’s making soft panting sounds, occasionally giving as guttural a groan as one of her stature can manage. Soon she is pounding into my penis harder and faster than I thought she could manage and I feel what is clearly either piss coming out of her crevice or a climax. Her sudden fit of screaming leads me to believe it’s a climax. A smile. I’ve got a good idea.

As she begins to climax, her sucking on my nipple becomes almost unbearable and I begin to gradually turn my nipple into another penis. This comes as a surprise to her, especially in the middle of her first orgasm, and I pull one hand out of her anus to hold her head firmly in place to take in the penis. It grows and it grows. By five inches, I can begin to feel the back of her throat and begin extending the penis down into her esophagus. Her orgasms has stopped, and she is gagging and futily, weakly, attempting to struggle off of the penis’s encroaching foray into her throat. Too bad. Seven inches. Eight. Nine. she’s coughing now, or trying to anyway. But her grinding her vagina into my penis continues. God this feel good. Each reflexive shudder, each struggle she gives me now makes both my penises penetrating her shiver with ecstacy. I’m holding the back of her head with both hands now, pressing her face into my breast and mouth into my penis harder and harder as I reach climax. Ten inches, eleven. she’s beginning to lax in her struggling, which is good because she gives one more especially violent shudder seeking oxygen and I climax into both her orifices and am lost in at least ten seconds of ecstacy before finally remembering to push her face off of my nipplepenis.

She explodes into loud fits of inhaling the moment she’s set free from the nipplepenis, and I slide out of her vagina and make angels in the sand while listening to her gagging and coughing.

My nipplepenis gradually withers into a regular nipple again and I am left wondering what my next move should be. Meanwhile, the girl is feebly trying to exit the sand pit, but is finding she doesn’t even have the energy to get over the 6 inch barriers.

Seeing her with her back revealed to my trying to use her arms to crawl away gives me an erection again and I hop onto her and enter her anus. All the training worked, as it only takes seconds for me to fit all the way in. she makes some kind of gargling, inhaling moan and I begin to rock in and out of her bottom. Bending over her and smelling her hair, I move my hands under her and clasp her tiny breasts, fiddling with their hard nipples.

Now that the twelve year old body was properly stretched out, it was time to make the switch. I exit her anus and let her catch her breath. I turn her over and sit her up so she is staring blearily at my face. I kiss her full on the mouth, magically curing her of her weakness and leave my body to enter hers, while simultaneously force her to exit her body and enter my 16 year old dickgirl one.

Having expected the switch, I’m first to turn gain my footing. But as for the shoulder length deep ocean blue haired 16 year old, whose rippling watery ringlets and curls fall in a churning mess about her neck and cheeks stumbles almost immediately, disoriented. I watch as her knees buckle and her shin smashes painfully against the wooden corner of the sand box. As I figure that sets the pace well enough for what’s coming next, I move toward her, but find it takes even an experienced body shifter such as myself a few seconds before I become used to the new perspective. Hmm. As the blue haired girl regains her ground and turn to stare at me, I gently rub my tiny breasts and slide my fingers down into my vagina. Mm, well, this body wasn’t wet down there until just now, and I toy a little with my clit until the first drop of vaginal fluid cascades down my milky nubile flesh. Excellent.

The curly blue haired girl seems to have finally realized what has happened and, as expected of her, she begins a sort of awkward jolting run away from me and toward the fence. I cast a spell upon her and she drops onto the grass near a swingset, quite motionless but, as I well know, fully conscious.

I make my way over to her, my smile turning to a grin. As I reach her, I place a foot upon her back and slide it across her spine, down to her butt cheeks. The first thing I do I turn her over to face me. she’s light despite even our weight difference. Her penis has receded and I nurse it with one hand while the other massages her stomach and breasts. Her erection comes almost immediately and I bring my lips down to her vagina, kissing and licking and biting. She makes a groaning sound, and I mount her penis and begin rubbing my tight vagina into it up and down using her large breasts as handles. The force of my mounting becomes stronger, and I watch as her breasts begin to gyrate with each time I bounce onto her hips. she’s moans softly and I touch her all over her body, sometimes sticking a finger or two into her mouth, all the while my eyes are transfixed on her undulating breasts. I laugh, or more like cackle up into the sky. What a feeling! I feel it, oh! That was fast! Too fast! She comes into me and I dismount her even as she continues to spurt hot sperm from her penis. Sitting on her face and letting her sperm trickle into her mount I grasp her penis with one hand and tease one of her nipples with the other.

Her hot semen feels wet and sticky on my palm and I begin to give her a hand job. My spell forces her penis to remain erect and I can tell the pain of such attention to it now of all times is making her uncomfortable based on her irritated groans. As I rub her penis, I also rub my vagina against her face and nose, cast a spell to make her tongue want to play a little and settle firmly on her mouth allowing the her cool tongue to lap me up.

Ah, this is nice, but I do believe she’s becoming a little too comfortable again. I grow myself a penis while she’s sucking on my vagina and guide it as it grows down to her throat. Oo, that’s MUCH better! I grow a little further down into her throat and stop when I have just enough length to push in and out of it without allowing her to breathe. Her muffled groans become hurried and so does my ramming. After a full minute of this, she surprises me by ejaculating all over her stomach and breasts. I laugh maniacally and ram into her harder, while spreading her juice over her body and occasionally bringing some up to my mouth and licking it like candy.

I remove my penis from her throat and listen to her gasping for air as I move down to her penis, kiss it, and move it into my own throat. it’s a difficult task, I left her with a good sized penis, but I persevere and eventually my lips come down to kiss skin before I go back up for air.

Good, now for the best part. Glancing at her bruised shin, I find a rock in the sand pit, pick it up and smash it onto her bruise. This time there’s no mere groan, I hear here give a full-throated cry into the darkening twilight. I stroke her bruise gently and it clearly enhances her pain. Yes, this rock will do very nicely. I hold it high into the air and bring it crashing down all over her body, creating welts and bruises galore, adding variety to her otherwise flawless skin. Next, I cover her entire penis with thumbtacks and hold it all together with a very tight condom. Blood flows freely down to her thighs and her screams crescendo when I mount her penis and begin slamming into it with all the force my twelve year old body can muster. My own newly-grown penis slaps against her stomach upon every bounce and I inhale in contentment. she’s plainly screaming now and I beat my fists against her undulating breasts as I rub and squeeze onto her bleeding penis, the blood lubricating my every slide and encouraging me to ride her faster and harder with each mounting.

I bend down to her reddening breasts, suck a nipple into my mouth and bite terrifically hard attempting to tear of the nipple and eat it. After a minute’s worth of chewing on the tip of her breast and slamming my body into her, something finally comes off into my mouth. Looking down at the breast I see that it was the nipple and a good chunk of tissue and well. Savoring the taste in my mouth I claw my fingernails into her other breast and use my free hand to rub my own breasts and stomach. Having reduced the breast tissue to a soupy consistency, I bend down to her open mouth and kiss her heavily, depositing her flesh and blood into the cavity. Shaking with ecstacy, I orgasm and unconsciously continue punching her and feeling myself until at least a couple minutes have past and I begin to calm down, slowing the pace at which I pound into her bloody and unrecognizable mound of a penis.

Without a word, I dismount her, reposition her legs just right, and enter her vagina with my own penis. it’s warm, hot even, as I’m sure her heart is beating very fast. The blood from her penis keeps the outside of it wet and I slide in and out with a squishy-sounding ease.

The ejaculation comes quickly, but it’s worth it, and the girl is beginning to weaken with the pain anyway. I give her good breast one hard squeeze as the first ejaculation of my new body pours into her vaginal cavity. Almost immediately after, I allow a stream of hot piss to pass into her. The feeling is wet and warm and most definitely conclusive as I fall on top of her slippery body and spend the next few minutes watching blood seep slowly out of her breast and painting her arms and chest in red.

Red, my color. My new identity. I use the sharp rock to break through the skin of her neck and open up her jugular vein. Placing my lips gingerly onto the spurting current of blood, I content myself sucking on it and occasionally giving her passionate kisses all over her face until the flow becomes cold.

I came.

I rub my the whole time

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