Thread: A Whole New World (SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive)

Lizzie screamed shrilly as her shirt was roughly ripped off, her huge tits bouncing and swaying for the whole world to see, her nipples hard from a mixture of fear, and, to her shame, a healthy dose of vouyueristic excitement at basically being naked infront of the nation. Still reeling from the sudden ferociousness of Ix's actions, The snap, the COMMAND in his voice as he issued his next instructions had her instantly obeying, although she did have enough presence of mind left to blush at her easy submission. She sank so quickly to her knees that she winced in pain, her joints smacking into the small stage with more force than she had intended. As told, she leaned back, grabbing onto her slim ankles with her small hands, pushing her shockingly large breasts out even more. Lizzie screamed again, not even realizing that it was her who had made the sound, as Ix revealed what had to be the biggest cock on the planet, at least belonging to a thinking being. She wasn't a virgin, she was pretty sure. She had vague memories of fooling around with some of her father's staff's son's, and she had the hazy image of a romp in the sheets with one of the cuter Secret Service agents. But she was still more or less an innocent, and the sight of that cock sent her into a panting, almost hyper-ventilating panic. Of course, right as she started breathing so heavily was when the almost visible cloud of Ix's musk rolled over her. The scent was STRONG, and in the back of her mind, Lizzie knew that just yesterday, the scent of a male's sweaty manhood would have caused her to cringe, even to feel sick. There would have been no attraction there whatsoever. However, That was yesterday, when she was male. Today, she was ALL female. To a female of Ix's race, his scent would probably have been nothing more than a pleasent indication that he was in Prime mating shape, the pheramones nothing but convenient message carriers. However, for a human female, a much weaker, some might even say LESSER race, the smell was almost overpowering. Her mouth was instantly full of drool, and her head felt hazy and full of heavy, sweaty fog. To her infinite shame, she could feel the new, bald slit between her legs instantly moisten, a rather obvious damp spot growing in the crotch of her tight jeans, her panties having soaked through in seconds. Lizzie flinched, yelping as she was cockslapped quite roughly, the final few meaty smacks landing like actual blows, snapping her head from side to side and making her thoughts spin. Recovering from that sexual pummeling, blinking, only to find her face only inches from Ix's massive, hairless, sweat-dripping balls. Her nose wrinkled as she finally managed to grab a sort of hold on herself, forcing herself to remember that she SHOULD be disgusted by having some man's sweaty business shoved in her pretty, delicate face. Those full lips of hers turned down into a petulant little moue of distate, and she glared up at Ix, although she had to lean slightly to make sure that her glare traveled around that thick schlong. She was on the verge of refusing, and finding out just what Ix might do if she told him to go fuck himself....but then her gaze traveled over to her parents. She saw her father, looking on in horror, although she could just TELL that part of that horror was for himself, for having the world see HIS daughter humiliated. As usual, it was more about HIS suffering than hers. She looked over at her mother and saw sympathy...but also, to her horror, there was a definite judging look to Mom's eyes, a...dissapointment...that her daughter would let herself be put in such a position. With a futile, mental scream of frustration and anguished shame, she forced herself to lean forwards, hesitantly, almost ritually slowly, she placed a soft, moist kiss dead center on Ix's balls, flinching as warm, oily drops of ballsweat landed in various places on her sweet face.