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As you sat on the bed unbuttoning your uniform, sensitive tanned skin glistening with sweat in the dim light, brushing up against the sheets as you rub your plump thighs together . You gaze longingly at the masked man sitting by the table, tapping away at his laptop.

"Would it kill you to like, stop working so hard babe? You've got a hawt bitch like me all ready for you!"

Silently, the man turns his head towards you as he rises off the chair, invisible eyes locking on to your heaving breasts as he approaches you, a pang of excitement rising up from your loins as his massive frame draws closer. "Tee hee, got your fire burning didn't I?" Gazing up as he stops right in front of you.

Licking your plump lips as you run a dainty, manicured hand over your Master's thighs you unzip his pants, the overwhelming scent of his manhood turning your sex drive up to eleven as you go cross eyed at the size of it, a small squirt of precum leaking from your moistening lips between your quivering legs. Your Master was such a hunk...and you were none the wiser as to what had just happened.

The boy that used to occupy this room had been part of the League, a superb hacker and intelligence gatherer, he also had a tendency of overconfidence, ignoring messages of concern telling him to move his home at risk of being found out by their new target, the Transmorpher.

And as the doors silently slid open tonight right as he was about to go to bed, the last thing he heard was an electronic zap, before things went dark.

And you opened your eyes, glimpsing Master seated by the table, going through the computer on it as your focus on stripping yourself, unaware he'd just deleted all your work and data. Not that you even remembered enough to feel concerned.

Instead of feeling rage at having your old male form taken from you, lust burned within your soft, tender belly as your fingers trace the curves of the seductive form you were always so proud of; wide handlebar hips for your man to hold onto as he took you from behind, silky blonde hair that grew wildly down your curvaceous back for him to pull hard on with each thrust, impressive melons with tantalizingly soft nipples that ached to be teased and a juicy cunt that always hungered for something to stuff it whole. All of it complemented by your chocolate brown tan that men grew wild with lust foras they stripped you naked.

The memories of being praised as a young genius and passing university entrance exams with flying colors at high school? You could hardly see yourself even passing basic math when taking men up your ass, pussy and mouth were all you could think of, knowledge of almost every single sex position ingrained in that pretty little head of yours.

With an exagerrated moan, you tumble to the bed as Master pushes your tiny body, grunting as your breasts jiggle wildly on impact, the leopard print bra coming loose as a strap pops from the strain. Placing a finger on your lips as you stick out your tongue. You shoot him a look of pure need as you run your other hand down your soft creamy thighs, Master beginning to lower himself over you with his erect penis aimed straight at your quivering pussy. You slip the tight panties down your legs, spreading them wide in preparation to receive him. Your reward for being such a good girl for Master...
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A short semi-POV entry to the Transmorpher series!

Image by Shashaki : www.pixiv.net/en/users/9089874

Description
TRANSCRIPT
As you sat on the bed unbuttoning your uniform, sensitive tanned skin glistening with sweat in the dim light, brushing up against the sheets as you rub your plump thighs together . You gaze longingly at the masked man sitting by the table, tapping away at his laptop.

"Would it kill you to like, stop working so hard babe? You've got a hawt bitch like me all ready for you!"

Silently, the man turns his head towards you as he rises off the chair, invisible eyes locking on to your heaving breasts as he approaches you, a pang of excitement rising up from your loins as his massive frame draws closer. "Tee hee, got your fire burning didn't I?" Gazing up as he stops right in front of you.

Licking your plump lips as you run a dainty, manicured hand over your Master's thighs you unzip his pants, the overwhelming scent of his manhood turning your sex drive up to eleven as you go cross eyed at the size of it, a small squirt of precum leaking from your moistening lips between your quivering legs. Your Master was such a hunk...and you were none the wiser as to what had just happened.

The boy that used to occupy this room had been part of the League, a superb hacker and intelligence gatherer, he also had a tendency of overconfidence, ignoring messages of concern telling him to move his home at risk of being found out by their new target, the Transmorpher.

And as the doors silently slid open tonight right as he was about to go to bed, the last thing he heard was an electronic zap, before things went dark.

And you opened your eyes, glimpsing Master seated by the table, going through the computer on it as your focus on stripping yourself, unaware he'd just deleted all your work and data. Not that you even remembered enough to feel concerned.

Instead of feeling rage at having your old male form taken from you, lust burned within your soft, tender belly as your fingers trace the curves of the seductive form you were always so proud of; wide handlebar hips for your man to hold onto as he took you from behind, silky blonde hair that grew wildly down your curvaceous back for him to pull hard on with each thrust, impressive melons with tantalizingly soft nipples that ached to be teased and a juicy cunt that always hungered for something to stuff it whole. All of it complemented by your chocolate brown tan that men grew wild with lust foras they stripped you naked.

The memories of being praised as a young genius and passing university entrance exams with flying colors at high school? You could hardly see yourself even passing basic math when taking men up your ass, pussy and mouth were all you could think of, knowledge of almost every single sex position ingrained in that pretty little head of yours.

With an exagerrated moan, you tumble to the bed as Master pushes your tiny body, grunting as your breasts jiggle wildly on impact, the leopard print bra coming loose as a strap pops from the strain. Placing a finger on your lips as you stick out your tongue. You shoot him a look of pure need as you run your other hand down your soft creamy thighs, Master beginning to lower himself over you with his erect penis aimed straight at your quivering pussy. You slip the tight panties down your legs, spreading them wide in preparation to receive him. Your reward for being such a good girl for Master...
TRANSCRIPT END

A short semi-POV entry to the Transmorpher series!

Image by Shashaki : www.pixiv.net/en/users/9089874