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Lucas stared at the blank white wall with his fetching green eyes as the other board members droned about expense reports. He couldn't be bothered to feign paying attention to the meeting, too busy thinking about how much he hated his job. Only made worse by the sweltering heat of the room, causing him to sweat in his tailored suit. The perspiration on his forehead caused the gel in his blonde slicked-back strands to melt. His phone quaked against his thigh, knocking him out of his stupor. He pulled his phone from the pocket of his dress pants and held it to his face, lighting up the screen.

"Messages -

Moriah: I got something today that you might like

• Press for more."

Lucas' body perked up in his chair and a smile built on his stubbled face. He unlocked his phone and selected the message in the app before his eyes shot open. His screen was filled with a picture of his wife sitting at the edge of the bed. She wore a black lace bra and a matching pair of stockings. A garter belt wrapped around her curvaceous waist held them in place. Moriah had her legs splayed apart, putting the dildo connected to it on full display. However, it wasn't the one he had grown intimately fond of. Instead, it was shaped like a horse cock, hanging down past her knees from the sheer girth. Made of lustrous black silicone with pink splotches, girthy veins ran up the length of it. The glans of the dildo flared out to the size of a fist and bulbous softball-sized testicles were molded at the base that draped down the bed frame. She gave the camera a seductive smile with her hand struggling to wrap around the medial ring.

Lucas's heart raced as he fumbled for the side button on his phone like a cartoon character, almost dropping it in the process. Despite his panic, his cock had other plans. It pulsed as it worked its way down his inner thigh. The thought of his wife bending him over the bed and cramming every last inch of it into his slutty.... The man peaked to his left and right to check if anybody saw, his face beet red. Fortunately, all the board members were focused on his boss, a balding old man that sat across the table from him. Relieved, he slid his phone back into his pocket. "Is everything all right, Lucas?" The man looked up to see his boss glaring at him. "Oh... It's just... I think I'm coming down with something," He gave his boss an embarrassed grin. "Well, if you need to, you can leave." Seizing the opportunity, Lucas stuffed his belongings into his laptop case and leaped out of his chair. He rushed for the door with his case placed over his bulge, desperate to get home.

Lucas floored his car home like a man on a mission, breaking every traffic law that exists in the process. He ripped open the door and slammed it shut behind him. The pungent yet heavenly bouquet of perfume filled his lungs, luring him to the open bedroom door down the hall. His eyes became radiant once they rested on Moriah, sitting on the edge of the bed in the candlelit room. No woman could ever compare to his wife, and he was eager to prove it to her. "What took you so long?" She gave her husband a coy smile before placing her phone on the nightstand. "Sorry, I got caught up in traffic." Fueled by lust, Lucas tore his clothes from his body, his biceps and sleek abdomen glimmering with sweat. He lunged at his wife like a rabid dog, but Moriah's barefoot stamped against his broad chest, stopping him in his tracks. "Somebody's an eager one today." He gave her a dejected look as if he was being punished, but he obediently stood in place and waited. A slave to his desires, the man was at the mercy of his wife's every whim. If Moriah commanded him to bark or roll over, he wouldn't hesitate. She reached over the side of the bed inside a large pink bedazzled toy box and rummaged through it, pushing aside various toys and gear. She pulled out a black blindfold and leash before strutting behind her husband. Lucas watched her strapon swing side to side with hungry eyes before it nestled against the crease of his ass.

The man's world turned black before leather fastened around his neck. "Be a good boy and get down on your knees," Moriah ordered as if commanding a dog, taking her seat on the bed with her legs spread. Lucas did what she commanded and got on his knees. "Now, start licking." Cold silicone flopped against his face, causing him to jolt. "Yes, ma'am." Not needing more of an invitation, Lucas grasped the base of the shaft and ran his tongue along its length with a broad grin. "That's a good boy," Moriah cooed as she ran her fingers through her husband's thick blonde hair. The woman's pussy ached as she watched her husband work her strapon, lips dripping with feminine nectar. Waiting for Lucas to get home had worked her up into a frenzy, and she was going to take this sexual frustration out on him. Once every square inch of it glimmered under the candlelight, Lucas moved to the flared tip. He gave it a few licks, tracing the crown and urethra, before attempting to wrap his lips around the head. However, he could only fit the bottom half of the glans in his mouth before it cramped.

"That should do." Moriah forced Lucas back on his feet with the leash before pushing him stomach-first onto the bed with a thud. She stroked his back with her supple hand as she leaned into his ear. "Do you still remember the safe word?" The woman whispered with a devilish grin. "Is it... red?" Of course, her husband knew the answer by heart, but he feigned ignorance. "That's a good boy." Moriah planted a kiss on his cheek before taking position behind him. She massaged lube across two of her fingers and grasped Lucas's round and ample ass, one of the many things she loved about him. His rock-hard cock throbbed against the mattress with anticipation. She nudged her slick knuckles against his asshole, spreading the cold lube across it before she glided her fingers inside. "That didn't take much effort. You haven't been playing by yourself have you?" She turned her hand palm-side up and massaged his prostate with the tips of her fingers, tracing around it. "N...No!" He stammered in between gasps. Moriah adored how vocal her husband got during play; he was normally quiet during more_vanilla_ sex. His moaning like a bitch in heat as he writhed against her fingers sent tingles throughout her body. Her clit pulsed within its hood. She _needed_to get to the night's main event; however, she wasn't going to make it easy for Lucas. "Tell me how much you want my cock."

"I'm not... begging." He didn't want to give in too easily. Moriah pressed against his g-spot causing viscous and murky fluid to dribble from his cock. "What was that?" Lucas gritted his teeth as his testicles churned. Try as he might to resist, this was a game that his wife would win. "Pl... Please fuck me!" He moaned, his voice drenched in lust. "Good boy." Moriah pulled her fingers out of his ass with a smile, leaving it clenching against the void. She grasped the shaft of her horse cock and pressed the flared tip against his asshole. "You sure you can take this?" She teased, her voice filled with mirth. "Cram it in me!" Lucas begged, on the verge of shoving it in himself. He gripped the bedsheets as his wife stretched his walls to their limits around the glans. "Uggh... fuck!" Once she got past the crown, his hole sucked in the rest of it plus an extra inch of shaft, ramming against his prostate. She eased the rest into him, down to the medial ring, while she massaged her breasts. "You look so hot when I fuck you." Her husband could only moan in response, reduced to a quivering puddle on the bed. Never had he taken something this large before.

So focused on fucking her husband, Moriah didn't notice the black and pink mottled silicone of her strapon melding with her crotch like melting wax. The slick material turned leathery to the touch. The thick veins that ran along its length now pulsed with life. "God... you feel so good." She now could feel her husband's muscles clenching and undulating on her new cock; could feel the warmth of his insides. Her ovaries repositioned themselves inside the molded sac of her strapon, growing to the size of softballs. Her other sexual organs followed suit, transforming to better accommodate her new sex. The surge of testosterone in her bloodstream caused her soft and sultry voice to deepen. Her petite breasts shrunk into her body, leaving behind a brawny chest, and her shoulders widened. Her bra fell down to her waist. Moriah's curvacious waist and legs filled with muscle that bulged through her skin, resembling those of a track star. The muscles that ran down her entire arm increased in mass as well, as though she regularly lifted.

"Harder!" In contrast to his wife, Luca's waist narrowed, giving Moriah more to grasp onto for leverage. His hips widened as lean muscle melted into fat, giving him a voluptuous yet fit form. More than happy to oblige, she gave his new round ass a smack, leaving a red welt on his supple flesh, before using her newfound strength to jackhammer into him. Her husband's belly bulged with each of her thrusts. The headboard of the bed slammed against the wall, causing the shelves to shudder. Moriah's plump testicles clapped against his like a battering ram while they shrunk into his body. His guttural grunts transitioned into silken and feminine cries of passion. Fueled by an animalistic need to rut, the changes to her husband's body only drove her wild. Luca's sleek chest bloated against the bed, inflating like a balloon into an ample pair of breasts and his broad shoulders narrowed. The stubble that adorned his chiseled jaw and face evaporated into the aether, leaving behind silk skin. "Don't stop... I'm almost there!" Lucas drew ever closer to his desired release like pressure building inside a cooker. His muscles grew tense and his balls tightened against his body. His fingers and toes clenched. With one last thrust, the tension released like a rubber band snapping, sending waves of unimaginable euphoria throughout his body. Lucas grew faint as his testicles forced out every last drop of seed, hosing the side of the bed. Once empty, they receded into his body. The flesh of his empty sack turned a velvety black before splitting itself in half and transforming into a muscular pair of lips. Her shaft followed suit, receding into its foreskin before shrinking within the damp folds of her new mare cunt.

Despite reaching climax, Luca's pussy ached with a desire to be filled. Her fat clit winked with fervor, exposing her cherry-red sex. The pungent stench of the woman's heat filled the room like a thick fog. Her asshole turned the same color before puffing around his husband's horse cock, being dragged in and out by his shaft. Moriah's pucker shared the same fate as his wife's. Reaching his own climax, he pressed Luca's body into the bed, causing the frame to groan, and filled her intestines to the brim. The man collapsed into a sweaty mess behind his wife, causing his phallus to slide out of her gaped hole. He wrapped his strong arm around her body and pulled her into his chest, their hearts thumping in unison. He caressed her side as they lay together, coming down from their orgasmic high. "That was...amazing." Lucas exasperated in between gasps for breath, before pulling his mask off. "You want to go again?" Her pussy radiated heat like a furnace against Moriah's sheathed cock, thronging with an insatiable need to be bred. "Let me catch my breath first." His wife used the downtime to explore her new body with glee. She groped her breasts with her supple hands before moving one down to her sex. She ran her fingers across her thick velvet lips, dipping her fingers inside. "Uugh!" She gasped when her fingers grazed the side of her clitoris, causing her body to quake. If Moriah didn't recover soon enough, Lucas would have to take charge.