She's lost and horny

Every single day that I live this life they put me into makes me feel like a constant, endless source of lust that put me into a constant sexual stimulation, with lots and lots of men who were fucking me, impaling me with big hard cocks, and filling me up with sticky cum, making me moan and thrash like a completely horny bitch.

This life is a fucking never-ending vicious cycle of lust, cum, and fuck, over and over again... the worst thing of all is that I cannot do anything to stop it. I’ve tried, but it’s clearly insane, the intense horniness this body making me crave for a big hard cock over and over again, making yummy and veiny cock, making me scream and fill me with a daily dose of cum this body needs to survive.

I cannot deny the pleasure is thousand times intense now, the orgasms, oh fuck, they’re massive, mind-blowing, the kind of intensity that I never experienced before back in my old life. This body is made for this, and I cannot deny how sexy I look, with these sexy pair of tits, a super lovely and slutty face, and sexy tight ass, and a flawless skin, not a single imperfection but just pure joy. This body is made for being fucked and serve men’s sexual purposes.

But for the other side... the only thing that I can serve now is just being treated like a fucking ragdoll, just to serve as a cum dumpster for the lewdly intense pleasure of horny studs who are eager to fill me with sticky yummy cum... all the things that I was back then in my old life were... just right... all the status... the respect I had... all of that was gone for good. I’m reduced to be the vessel to the lewdly pleasure for horny men. Being treated and used by the hottest men in wild parties and being fucked and stretching my tight wet hole with their big hard cocks.

This is the only way I’m serving nowadays... being the fuckdoll of countless men around...

The worst of all is that this oversexed body makes me craving this... this body is fucking insane, charged with lust that I cannot help myself but just crave a big hard cock and making me repeat the cycle of craving a cock, being fucked by lots of men, and then feeling like a fucking piece of trash in the following mornings. But that feeling of sadness and disgust toward this lewdly life are just short terms as they are overcoming by the never-ending lust of this horny slutty body.

I’m trapped in this horny slutty body, making for nothing but sexual pleasures, and I cannot see a single hint of hope, I feel doomed and nothing but just being the vessel for horny men and their pleasure...

My whole life story was my old life when I was a respected and academic man was... just... nothing, stripped, stolen by the sadistic mind of a student that I had back then in college.

That was just a day like others, living my life and there was just... well, nothing wrong with that life, I felt the best man, living a good life with a lovely wife and grown-up kids who were in college as well... well, that was just nothing wrong with it, I felt the perfect man in the world and just... I felt that I had everything, respect, a good job as an academic, and a lovely family. My life never had that thing would change that fateful day when one of the students came to talk to me in one of the library of the campus, and there was just one of the most disturbing situations, it was Jack, one of the most problematic on campus, he was with a malicious smile on his face.

He was confronting me for not accepting one of his “gifts” to make his favor to the grades, I wasn’t sure about that, I knew I wasn’t the kind of professor who took that kind of crap for grades. He looked at me and confronted me and then he just told me that I’m gonna “pay my mistake,” and I just watched him with a smile and then asked if what he was gonna do to me, and take care of his words, and he... and Jack’s response was just nothing but then he just takes a spray from his pocket and then he sprayed against my face, and it was a potent scent of strawberries, and mixed with another potent intense perfume, so fucking intense that it filled my nostrils and made me feel disoriented in just a single second. It was so intense that my senses fogged, and it was my senses were going under an intense sensation that spreading through my body, making me feel like I was under a sort of fucking spell.

I stumbled back and moaned as my cock was turning hard, getting erect as the sensation was increasing over and over by the second, making me just under a sort of endless waves of pleasure, as my cock was cumming over and over, completely shocking my senses, making me unaware of the changes throughout my entire body.

Little did I know that I was being completely transformed, my body reshaped against my will, as my chest swelled, my waist shrunk, my hair growing longer and lustrous, my butt reshaped into a perfect feminine proportion, every single part of me was being reshaped into something align with the stereotypical feminine sexuality to the extreme.

And then, I felt an intense pain in my crotch as my cock was being pulled inward, inch by inch along with my balls, an intense fucking sensation that made me completely unconscious, and...with that, my old existence was stripped away before me.

When I woke up and there was something different about me, I felt lighter, with rush of energy that came to me that I was like under a rush of... horniness, I slowly returned to my senses, and I found out that I wasn’t in the library but in another place, it was a room, a pink colored room and just filled with a lot of sexual toys like rubber dildos, vibrators, tight holes, and other fucking stuff. I was filled with shock about that then I my vision obscured with the long strands of hair that flowed from my new mane of lustrous hair. I was shocked as I turned down to see my big set of tits, fully exposed, perky, they were barely covered by a tiny piece of bra, and then my nipples were thicker, throbbing, begging to be touched.

I couldn’t figure out what the fuck was happening to me, I woke up in a room that was made for a fucking camwhore as I looked at a camera placed in the front of a pink bed and with a laptop on a tiny bedstand there, I was shockedwith more questions and answers as I looked in front of a mirror, there, and I found my new reality.

I slowly got up, shaking, as I looked at my body, the old male middle-aged body of mine was gone... the girl in the reflection was a sexy young and perfectly sculpted girl, probably in her twenties with long lustrous hair, tight sexy sides, a flat stomach, impossibly tiny waist, and a big set of perky tits, they were... I was wearing so little clothing, barely covering my tight perfect body.

I could feel off the shock and ask, what about my life? What about my old body? How the fuck did this happen? All to these fucking questions were swimming in my head, but they were overridden by a lust that was filling my body by the second, my pussy was clenching and my nipples were throbbing, begging to be touched, my dainty smooth hands were subconsciously playing with my nipples and feeling the big sexy perky tits of mine, and I was gasping and moaning in such a growing sensation that made me unable to stop. As my body was so fucking sexy and horny, and my mind was filled with images of big hard cocks, forcing wild images of being fucked in parties, with my face sprayed with sticky and yummy cum.

I was shocked, repulsed by these fucking images, I knew that these images were just mine, they were the images from this body, or well, the person who occupied this body, but they were so fucking horny to me to stop playing with my tits and pussy.

I knew that I had to do something, that was not me, I wasn’t a fucking horny being before, but that was the past, that was that old male identity of mine, was trapped in this horny slutty body which couldn’t stop playing with her sopping pussy and thick throbbing nipples, I was shocked, repulsed but also fucking horny by the lust that this oversexed body charges that couldn’t sit with it. And there were more images of fucking with two horny studs in a foreign room and with cameras filming us, someone was fucking me in my cunt and other in my mouth, and was a recording to my OnlyFans page.

That was the memories of this body that made me unable to stand and just was over the edge and moaned, and then, cumming, the first female orgasmic experience that I had in this oversexed body, it was massive, like a supernova exploded, and then my shaking body shuddered and convulsed and my pussy gushed like a fountain.

That was ironically and also completely shocking experience to me, I couldn’t be able to stop it, to even fight it, I was trapped by this insane lust of this body.

I was trapped and hopeless, and nowhere to go.

That reality hit me like a train, it was completely real, I couldn’t fight the urges of this body, everything I felt was repulsed and disgusting, there’s just an intense horniness craving me to play with a big hard cock, and fucking and being filled with cum, it was impossible, insane to ignore, and I just completing these urges being fucked and over and over again every single day.

This is my life now, a life plenty of disgusting nasty pleasure, being used, degraded like a cum dumpster to serve male purposes, and there’s nothing I could do to just fight this, just play with it and keep creating content to my OnlyFans page, and that one was growing with each passing day, along with the incomes.

I couldn’t believe how horny men could be, so eager to see horny slut like me to play with their cock and pay throwing lots of money to just cum in front of a screen... that is disgusting but also, it was really hot to this body to ignore...

I’ve become to just puppet, an prisoner to the carnal urges of this female form, who is being used and craving for more cocks and being filled with lots of cum.

This is not life, this is a vicious cycle, a fucking endless tunnel cycle of degradation and completely hedonistic and I’m little by little, losing my own identity.

I don’t know why but the most tragic of this is that every day that passed I feel like losing piece by piece of myself, more that the memories of my old life, with my family, and my former profession were vanishing, fading away like a dream with no return to it, being replaced by this whole life as a horny slut... I’m feeling that there could be a day that I completely lose everything that represented me and my thoughts and memories completely faded away and being just completely reshaped not only in body but also in mind, like a dead where I was losing and losing each day with no hope.

I think that I have to be prepared to face it, as I said, I’m hopeless, and resigned to being trapped in this hedonistic life. I cannot do anything to stop this, so... well, this is the end, so do I what has to represent me back then... all of that don’t exist anymore, the only thing that I have to do is just live with this hedonistic life because it’s the only life I have.

Depressing, sadness, but also, mind-blowingly horny, the way how this body is wired in pleasure with each cock filled my mouth is one that shatters what’s left of my thoughts each passing days, and nothing to stop it.

I’m lost... and trapped.