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Missing Persons Report
🕑 Added 2023-03-21 06:22:43 +0000 UTC"I'm here to file a missing persons report."
"And who is missing?
"My fiance, Brad"
"Last known wherabouts."
"James," she snarled. "Do you want to tell him?"
"His bachelor party."
"So you're telling me a bunch of guys lost the groom on his bachelor party."
"Well he was easier to lose."
She hits him in the arm. "Tell him why he was easy to lose."
"We all passed out eventually. He kind of got away from us."
"Can I get a physical description?"
"Um. Dark hair. Wearing a diamond collar. Short asian woman."
"How short?"
"About as tall as her."
"I swear to god, James! You bastard! I know this was one of your ideas. We need to find my precious Brad right this instant."
"How tall are you ma'am?"
"4'9"
"Damn, so he's short. Got it."
"My Brad is 6 feet tall! He's blonde."
"Heh. Not anymore. Definitely not anymore. . ."
Joe has a nice car. I hope he doesn't mind I only have lingerie to wear. I feel a little exposed and vulnerable. But I wouldn't know how else to dress. . .
"Now wait a second. How can a six foot fall guy be 4'9"?"
"We kind of bought a Feminine Collar to play with at the bachelor party."
"You bastard!"
"Ma'am, please calm down. Okay. Now tell me what happened at the party."
"Well this lady right here said no strippers — or this would have never happened — so it was my idea that we get a collar and try it on."
"Pretty clever."
"It is not clever!"
"Ma'am. Please let him talk. I'm already seeing we need to get this information quickly."
"Why? What's going to happen to my Brad?"
"Continue, sir."
"We all tried it on. We had a great time. Drinking into the night, joking around. Nothing sexual or anything. And finally, it was Brad's turn. It was Joe's idea that whoever wore it last would adjust the settings."
"I see. And what settings did Joe pick."
"We didn't really read the manual. He picked training mode."
"Hold on." He picks up his radio. "All units. Be on the look out for person search for a 4'9" asian woman, dark hair, wearing one of those new feminine collar thingies. Units in the red light district and upscale shopping neighborhoods please keep high vigilence. Time is of the essence."
Joe's a real cut up. I can't believe he bought me this bathing suit and took me on his boat. It seems like he's loaded. Oh, I love how my tits feel in this. So big and heavy and held up by neck. He even let me pierce my ears and do my nails.
"Wait. Why is time of the essence? Is my Brad going to be okay?"
"Hard to say ma'am. He could literally be anywhere. Did you guys spring for the GPS model?"
"It was too expensive."
"Good call, it is a little expensive."
"It is not a good call, officer."
"Well, ma'am. As a guy who recently had to plan a bachelor party for his best friend, I disagree."
"Please, just tell me what happens next."
"Well, it's this Training Mode thing that gives me pause. We had a case exactly this a few months back."
"Were you able to find him?"
"Yes. But."
"But what?"
"Not until he was already trained."
"What do you mean trained?"
What seems to be the problem officer?
"God, I won't forget picking him up after we got the lead. The collar hadn't come off. He had been in training mode for a good week. I mean — sometimes just a few hours of training is all it takes to decide."
"Decide what?"
"But he had been training for at least 168 hours. You wonder what happened, too. Because he was a guy from the poorer side of town. By the time we caught up to him in a mansion he was so done up. Dude was already engaged to be married again, so some wealthy director. Wearing pink heels. Lingerie. Eyeliner. The whole nine yards. I remember the way he moved and how his arm was covered in the tattoos he had gotten when he was a dude. It was crazy. You really started to wonder what his week had been like. What was going through his mind as he was stuck in training mode."
I passed all 100 levels of training two days ago. Then I decided to do them again on Difficult Mode. That only took me 5 hours.
"We took the collar off, but at that point, he was happy to stay."
"Happy to stay?"
"Oh, I'm sure it's not like that with your husband. Oh! did he leave his phone on?"
"No. We found it."
"Where?"
"Outside of that fancy lingerie shop on Rodeo."
What a lovely day. I think my wife would like Joe. He's an incredible catch.
"Oh god. You have to find Brad."
"We're doing our best ma'am. So James, how did he seem the last time you saw him."
"He was watching porn."
"I see. Any idea why?"
"He said he had some things to think about."
"Sounds benign. I guess training mode is different for everyone. I wonder what he's doing right now. We just need to do our best to catch him before the lessons reach a higher level."
"Higher level."
"Well, yes. Yes, ma'am. Training Mode is every special. It's always on. Always interacting with the subjects brain chemistry. Doing all it can to teach them."
"Teach them what?"
Why can't I stop? Why don't I want to stop? Joe's so amazing I just have to. Look at this mansion. Oh god, look at his cock. He's spreading me wide. I can't believe I'm doing this. Status — Is this safe? Saliva detection has revealed no infections and his DNA compliments yours well and he is very rich. I see no reason why you shouldn't settle in and enjoy.
"Ma'am. He's learning to be a woman."
"What?"
"An exceptional one, at that."
"Do you mean?"
"I have some familiarity with the training routine. By this point, he's probably already. . .
Training Achievement Passed. Congratulations. You are riding a thick cock. Oh, please. Stop reading out the status messages in my head. They're getting me so hot.
"Already what?"
"Look, ma'am. It's okay. Some guys get trained for weeks and come back fine."
"Define some."
"1%"
I like how you are using your tongue. 500+ points. Thank you. It feels right to pleasure him this way. And I love moving my hard nipples across his soft sheets.
"Oh god."
"There's a small chance he won't take to it."
"I can't imagine that device controlling him."
I was always so gentle with my wife. Only now do I see this was a mistake. Such passion. Such control. I give myself to him and let him take me. He's railing me, keeping me locked in place by my long hair, totally vulnerable to his onslaught. There's no confusion as to who is in charge. I suddenly want him to use me every way he can imagine.
"It's not controlling him, per se. It's simply revealing his feminine nature to him, on a deep level, and then engaging with that nature to teach her how to come out of the shadows. The collar tempts her to action, but his movements are his own. As he is introduced to new ways of pleasuring himself, he begins to take to them. To give in. To move with them. Let's just hope. . . "
"Let's just hope what?"
Please be advised you are ovulating. Remember to request he pull out at the end of copulation. Ovulating? You do not have to work his cock so intensely if this is a problem. Are you kidding? How can I not? It's so fucking good. Feel how he is getting harder inside of you? Yes. That means he is close. If you keep working him like that you will trigger his reflex and be in danger of him coming inside of you. You mean he will orgasm? Yes. Oh, fuck. Oh fuck, I want to get him off. If you want to really pleasure him begin milking his cock with your pussy muscles. Can you try? Like this? Perfect. Listen to him moaning. Feel him swelling. Oh god, I feel it. I feel it!
"Let's hope he isn't ovulating."
"What?!"
"I'm sure it will be fine."
"James. I can't believe this is happening. We are supposed to take our vows in three day!"
"Well, on the bright side, he did look happy."
Training Achievement Passed. Congratulations. He is coming inside of you. God that feels amazing — so warm dripping out of me.
I can confirm his sperm has already breached your cervix. Oh god — I don't know why that makes me so hot. I'm going to come again. Do you want continued statuses regarding any impending fertilization? Yes. I do. I do.
They're close to your egg. Lean forward if you want a better chance. Like this? I'm pressing my tits to the bed. Yes, perfect. We have contact. Oh, fuck. One is trying to enter. Oh, fuck. And it's through. Congratulations, Brandi. Oh god. I'm coming again!
Comments
Towder
So fuckin hot 🔥
Oohhh this hits the spot
