Female To Futa Girl: Sealing The Deal


 
 
 
 Female to Futa Girl
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Sealing The Deal
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Krissy Kohl
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 When I saw it this morning I was so sure that I was still asleep that I actually pinched myself
 
 
 It hurt.
 
 
 I was not dreaming. I was wide awake in my bed in my large penthouse apartment. I was naked as always and there bobbing up and down between my legs was a huge cock that must have been nine inches long!
 
 
 Most people would have panicked. They would have screamed the house down and called their doctor, their mother, their lawyer, or maybe just curled up into a ball and whimpered.
 
 
 But I was not most people.
 
 
 I was Rebecca Winston, one of the most successful female CEOs in the world and when presented with a problem I assessed it and dealt with it.
 
 
 Okay, maybe I screamed a little. But there was no one else to hear me in my luxurious apartment, and after that, I took a few breaths. and I was back on track.
 
 
 The first thing I had to do was assess the issue.
 
 
 I wrapped my hand around my new cock. It was stiff and it throbbed, which I have to admit felt good. It was like connecting to a mild electrical current.
 
 
 “I guess this is a morning wood,” I said to the empty bedroom and squeezed my cock until a shot of pain ran through the shaft. I yelped a little but also there was a definite buzz of pleasure that went through my whole body.
 
 
 I let go of my cock and slid my fingers down and found the familiar folds of my cunt. “So, it’s a merger, not a takeover,” I said to myself. I was relieved as I love my cunt and swapping it for a cock would be a bad deal and I was not a woman to accept such things.
 
 
 I was the queen of the boardroom.
 
 
 I was the hardass negotiator who always sealed the deal.
 
 
 And now I had a cock.
 
 
 How? Why?
 
 
 I had no idea, and those questions could wait for later, but for now, the only questions that mattered were the ‘whats.’
 
 
 What did it do? What would add to my life? What problems might it bring?
 
 
 I had a busy day ahead at work and so I needed to deal with the first ‘what’ on the list as soon as possible.
 
 
 What did it do?
 
 
 I knew what cocks did. I’d seen a few porn movies but this was the first that I had ever held one in my hand as I had no interest in men.
 
 
 This was the first cock I had ever felt throb as I wrapped my hand around it. It was a pleasant pulse.
 
 
 I squeezed my cock. It was thick and hard. There was a rush of pleasure when I did this.
 
 
 I let go for a moment and licked my hand and then took a firm grip of my new cock and started to work the shaft up and down in my slick fist.
 
 
 My nipples began to harden and I felt a warmth between my legs as my cunt woke up.
 
 
 The shaft was smooth with spit and I started with a slow rhythm, testing out different ways of holding it and different pressure to apply to it as I pumped it up and down.
 
 
 With each stroke, the cock grew and got even harder.
 
 
 I let out a low moan as my whole body began to tingle as I played with my new lady meat.
 
 
 It felt so good to jerk it back and forth and to add a little twist as I jerked.
 
 
 I reached with my other hand and cupped and teased my breasts.
 
 
 They were large and sensitive to the touch as they rose and fell in time with my other hand that worked my cock. I spat on them and got them slick. I pinched the nipples and squeezed the soft flesh of my breasts as I increased the grip on my cock and started to thrust my hips up and down in time with my jerks.
 
 
 I had explored my body many times. I knew all the places that made me sigh, all the secrets of my skin, but now I had something