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I was just minding my own business at the bar one night. Staring into my drink letting my mind wander. That�s when he came up and sat down next to me. That�s when unbeknownst told me my entire world was about to change. We talked. He introduced himself to me and I to him. From there it was just basic small talk. He had snapped me out of my daze but I was still not fully there. He noticed that. Kain, that was his name, picked up real quick that I was an easy target. That�s when the conversation changed. That�s when he started asking me about my sex life, or lack there of. Very quickly he realized what I truly was, even if I didn�t know it yet. As the night went on, we drank more and more, and talked even more than we drank it seemed. Next thing we knew, the bar was closing. Kain suggested we keep the conversation going at his house. I agreed. Little did I know, I sealed my own fate. Back at his place, Kain made his move quickly and swiftly. He pinned me to the wall. He told me that he knew what I was. What I would be. He told me that I was nothing more than a whore. A pathetic little bitch boi. I argued. I struggled. He over powered me with ease. That�s when he took one hand off me and said the words that changed me. �One taste and you�ll agree.� Forcing me to my knees, my eyes were locked with his large thick meaty black cock. He pushed the mushroom head tip against my lips. In an instant, I knew he was right. Without any further hesitation I slipped that cock in my mouth and sucked him dry in his living room. The days and weeks that followed were spent converting me. Transforming me. Feminizing me. Gone was Victor. I was now the big chested cock sleeve Victoria. And I loved it. Daddy Kain was right.
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