I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 178

Chapter 178 – First, Sex_An Intense First Time That You Will Never Forget for the Rest of Your Life… ♥ (2)

First, sex_It was an intense first that I would never forget for the rest of my life… ♥ (2)

Instinct moves the body ahead of the gap that is inevitably recognized. So naturally that she doesn’t realize it, she ends up exposing her naked body under the shadow of the dick that is visible under her head.
My instincts reproduce the most humiliating and humiliating posture of surrender that I saw for the first time today.

Taking a polite stance, he kneels just below that vicious cock, folds his hands gently toward the floor, and bows his forehead politely to the ground.
A declaration of obedience that anyone can recognize.

A vicious dick the size of a thigh weighs heavily on my body.

It’s just a dick, but you can clearly see its weight.

It’s so different.

Beyond what is mine, beyond what I knew…

It is different at the level of living things.

… From the very beginning, I was a creature that had to be flattered and dominated.

Such awareness.

Just the weight pressing down on your head makes you feel fundamental defeat.

It was different from the seed.

The obvious truth that there is no way to hide it.

So submissive, with my cheek bowed in a miserable position of subjugation, tap… Talk… And I moved to my seat.

I lightly slapped my cheek and rubbed it down.

An extremely humiliating act.

The shameful act of hitting someone in the face with one’s penis, which is the most offensive part of the body.

Literally, I got hit in the face with a dick the size of a club.

With that dirty, unclean dick, he rubs and pats my soft cheeks clean, as if using a tissue.

And there was no way to refute such an absurd act.

Just as a slave cannot even make a sound no matter what is done to him by his master, he accepted it all as if he was submissive and took it for granted, as if such a relationship was so natural.

Absolute master-servant relationship.

She had already become a female that had no choice but to obey the male.

It wasn’t my intention from the beginning.

It wasn’t that I had any strange ideas, such as belief in big cocks, but those thoughts were shattered by the sight of that horribly ugly cock sticking out of the trunk.

As I still remembered that I was originally a man, I couldn’t help but feel strange about the shape and size of the object, which was so large that it was not common sense. It could be said to be shocking.

As much as I knew the man’s body, as much as I had memories of it…

There was nothing we could do about its hideous shape and size that I could not even imagine.

… As I lived in this world, I was simply overwhelmed by the size of the male objects I kept seeing.

No matter what you look at, they are clearly superior to your own items and have an ugly form.

An inevitable sense of inferiority dominated my whole body helplessly.

The confidence I had in thinking that my size was at least average cracked.

Even though I thought size wasn’t important, I couldn’t turn a blind eye to its overwhelming size.

My idea that such ridiculous sizes only exist in videos was very easily disproved.

Even, at least, not any cock I’ve ever seen in this world… It looked bigger and superior to mine.

The pride I had as a man was shattered into powder. An overwhelming sense of defeat.

Differences that could only be compared, clear differences that could only be seen even when looking away, shattered my perception of myself as a male.

It wasn’t just a simple size difference. In a way, it can be said to be pride as a male.

It was so clearly and cruelly trampled that it could not be helped.

Whether it was a man or a woman… He has no choice but to live the life of a loser.

From the moment you were born, or even before you were born, you are imprinted with the idea that you are a person who must be controlled and flattered by others.

… In particular, this male, no, male, in front of me right now.

This man’s possessions were so ferocious and superior in every way that it would be rude to even compare them to my insignificant possessions.

Something like that can truly be called a dick.

What was hanging between my crotch was at best a pepper, or even that was too much, and the difference was flaunted.

Both males and females are defeated.

And as if to remind me of that fact once again, I was rubbing that object on my cheek.

Every time that happened, was it just light cosmetic powder that was wiped away? Or was it my last remaining self-esteem?

It is already used like toilet paper, not the same person.

Rather than feeling humiliated by that fact, I just think it’s natural and let it go.

And, the one who says that he should be ruled by that thing… It was something that made me think.

A fishy, ​​pungent, fishy smell fills my nasal passages.

Just that little smell makes me feel dizzy and dizzy, and I can’t stand it.

A violent impulse that can easily swallow up common sense, values, and shallow ethics.

… My uterus just trembled.

My uterus was shaking so much that I couldn’t help it.

Already, with that alone, anything else has become better.

Just like this, I feel the urge to be penetrated by that superior cock and act in a dirty coquettish manner like a female.

And to me, I was given an order from a male, a man who could already be called God.

“Suck it.”

Just a simple sentence, a cold command from on high.

The words I heard once were repeated through someone else’s mouth.

What comes to mind are black polished shoes and a very humiliating scene from the past. However, the object referred to this time can be said to be more humiliating and miserable.

This time too, it wasn’t that difficult to figure out what the word meant.

The difference is that, unlike then, now I truly… Since my mind was already filled with feelings of deep defeat and submission to the superior cock in front of me, there was no particular difficulty in performing such a humiliating act.

I had no choice but to accept it, as if it was so natural, as if it was natural.

The moment I looked at that dark red, large, and ugly meat stick with my own two eyes, the ending was as if it had been decided.

Get down on both knees and assume a respectful posture.

Approach carefully and politely, like a slave showing respect to his master.

Support my puny lips.

I kissed.

Voluntarily, with a heartfelt attitude, I pressed my lips towards the ugly, dark red glans covered in foreskin, which at first glance looked a little bigger than my thigh.

In front of your eyes, on your knees, in an attitude as if you were worshiping a cock.

They kissed their lips as if dividing the ruler and the ruled.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the first kiss or the second kiss…

Nevertheless, I gave my heart and the female called me.

Not the lips, the back of the hand, or even the top of the foot… The act of kissing the male’s cock with precious lips, this act itself had the power of an oath of submission.

Once the oath is over, you must show an attitude of submission.

After kissing, this time, as instructed, I lick the huge lump of flesh in front of my eyes, blocking my view, with my lips.

The dark red threads pulsating viciously and the thick foreskin covering the glans were covered with lips.

I opened my mouth wide and was barely able to swallow the large object with my lips.

At that moment, a strong, strong male scent that was so intense that it could not even be described as strong spread into my mouth, filling my nasal passages.

It was dizzying.

My mouth is filled with everything that belongs to the male in front of me, and everything is colored with things that belong to the man in front of me.

As if I am being overwritten, all my colors are stained with that man’s, and I am subordinated and dominated.

The tongue was full of strong traces of the foreskin remaining at the tip, and the inside of the mouth was sticking out just by swallowing the tip.

In that state, I was desperately trying to serve.

Was it because of the heat of the lights that filled the room? The large meat stick in his mouth was shiny with the sweat flowing from the man and had a salty taste.

… That also made me sad.

The vulva engraved on the tongue found the traces of a superior male and was shining splendidly in purple light.

The vulva, which has become aware and aroused, becomes hot on the tongue and commands it to crave the male in its mouth.

I taste your cock in my mouth like I’m tasting sugar, which is sweet, sweetest of all.

A disgusting taste, the saltiness of stale sweat, and the terrible taste of unclean ammonia that has not been washed wash over your tongue.

A fishy, ​​terrible taste that was hard to bear based on common sense pierced my brain, but I couldn’t help it.

The vulva, regardless of my feelings, was asking for more traces of this sweet male.

Play with your tongue as if it were a precious treasure.

Carefully scoop up the tip of the foreskin with your tongue and peel it off… It exposes that hidden, terrible and unclean place.

The glans that was hidden inside and not visible, and the yellow, dirty jig that was growing like spores in between.

An intense yellow secretion is revealed that is extremely disgusting and smells like rotten cheese.

Disgusting, terrible, fishy, ​​the terrible stench of ammonia that makes you question the sanitary conditions.

But, I couldn’t bear it.

It’s horrible and disgusting… That feeling of physiological rejection… I couldn’t stop my tongue from pointing towards the yellow pellets.

The sense of smell, which had become inexplicably reactive to the male’s scent, and the tongue, which had been engraved with a miserable vulva, had inevitably reacted to the male’s body odor, which was incomparable to anything else.

Even though I was aware of the horror, I couldn’t bear it.

That was even more miserable. That’s why I get even more excited.

Physiological disgust overwhelms instincts based on sexual desire.

Like licking a shoe, you are aware that the whole action is humiliating and vulgar… I couldn’t stop my tongue from stroking the glans greedily.

With my own will, everything in my body, including my soft tongue, my delicate lips, and the peach-colored and delicious contents of my mouth… Everything is colored with that man’s color. It is filled and violated.

Everything is filled with her man’s cock.

It just seemed like it was going to get weird.

No, has it already become strange?

Even during this time, she desperately swallows the man’s object with her lips full, licks, sucks, and caresses it as if she is serving him.

Fellatio… It is still an immature and clumsy act to say that.

However, that attitude can be said to belong to a first-class prostitute, or rather, a loyal slave.

However, it was still immature, so it only seemed like a desperate act of service rather than an act to give pleasure.

I peeled off her epidermis and cleaned the unclean area of ​​the exposed glans with my tongue. Every nook and cranny, following my instincts that had inevitably been defeated, I cleaned the man’s vicious cock. Just putting the tip in my lips fills my mouth, and just cleaning it makes me unable to breathe.

The purple, splendidly shining vulva continues to drive strange signals into my mind as if it is satisfied. It’s easy to reach with just that, and it feels like you’re going to climax.

Just desperately sucking the male’s cock with your mouth… It feels like I’m going to have an orgasm.

While I was teasing my upper lip, my lower lip became moist.

For a long time… Only after spotless the male’s cock in front of me, using every nook and cranny, my lips, and my tongue like a tissue… Finally, the cock left my lips.

And… Only then, as if I finally remembered, was I able to breathe.

I even forgot to breathe due to its overwhelming size, shape, and smell.

As it separates from the cock, a thread full of thick saliva falls in a parabolic arc, entwined stickily between my lips and the cock, as if to prove that the large object was contaminating my mouth.

That sight reminded him of the act he had committed just moments before, and it warmed his body in an obscene manner.

Not only my lips, but even my brain was covered in the color of a man, and it was as if my head had turned into a vagina.

Was the procedure wrong? It wasn’t just the uterus going into heat, it seemed like even the brain was turning pink.

The language function is paralyzed, and people blurt out words that make it difficult to understand what they are saying.

“… ♥♥”

The fallen dick lets out a sad moan as if it is sad.

It was a mess.

It’s somehow sad, so we kiss again.

This time, not on the glans, but a little lower.

I was only able to reach the end after lowering my head for a long time.

It is truly an overwhelming size that cannot be compared. And to match the size of the bat, the pouch containing the baby seed was also extremely large. Her lips pressed against the wrinkled beads that showed her veins popping out. I kissed.

Try imitating it.

Her knees are slightly down, her hands are down on the ground, and above all, she is worshiping from a low position where she can look up at that vicious cock, serving politely like a priest serving the god called cock.

It’s still clumsy, but the obscene sound of water flows.

Between breaths, there is a strange sexual sound that cannot even be hidden.

He carefully places his lips on both of her balls, crawls his tongue from the tip of the long bat to the tip, and sucks them greedily.
She could just suck on the tip of the penis, but it was so big that she had to move her head constantly just to go back and forth.

That fact overwhelms me even more.


You are made aware of the obvious fact that you must be ruled by this object.

I can see that it is more than anything else, it is common sense.

So more… To taste this great cock, to serve it further, I meet my lips and accept it.

At that moment, the man’s rugged palm wrapped around me and pushed me down.

You are forcibly knocked down onto the soft matrix floor.

The superior body of a man that fills the field with vision.

2 m 22 cm.

That tall, tall figure that was blasphemous even for comparison was looking down at me.

Just by that alone, my body felt hot as if it were on fire.

It wasn’t hard to imagine what would happen after that♥

The traces of the male remaining in my mouth warmed my tongue.