Chapter 2
We decided to go to a dinner. Where else do you go after weird consensual castration sex? I had experienced her castrating hand job twice before, but this was the first time I had really been able to sit down and talk to her about it.
“Well, he wasn’t really my boyfriend per se, he was the first boy I ever made out with.” Olive was dissecting a corned beef ruben sandwich with a knife and fork.
“Yeah, but what happened?”
“Well we had made out a couple of times—“
“Your freshman year of high school.”
“—Yes. I had touched his cock and even put it in my mouth a couple of times. I soon learned how to make him cum. He felt me up and even tried to get me off once or twice, but he couldn’t get me to cum. He had no idea what he was doing and neither did I.” Olive carved out a perfect ¾ inch square of the ruben sandwich, dipped it into the thousand island dressing on the side, and popped it into her mouth.
“Wait, so this doesn’t happen every time you make someone cum?”
“No, it doesn’t, I’m getting to that. You see, every time we made out, I always knew for some reason that I wanted to squeeze Chris’ balls. I knew that squeezing his balls was somehow special for him. Turns out, that was his submission point.” Olive was back to performing surgery on the sandwich. “You see, everyone has a thing—some sort of forbidden act that they secretly want performed on them, but think they don’t like. For you, it’s your nipples, for Chris it was having his balls squeezed. When I touch someone’s submission point, and make them cum, they shrivel up.” She punctuated the sentence by popping another perfect cube of sandwich into her mouth.
“So you just … know submission points just by looking at people?”
“Yup.”
“How?”
“Don’t know, I just do. Our waitress for example, for her it’s being pinned down and having someone spit in her mouth.”
“Ulgh!”
“You’d be surprised how common that one is for girls. For guys a lot of times its stuff with their ass or their balls. I was friends with a guy in high school who’s submission point was being forced to swallow his own cum.” Olive had moved on to the French fries.
“Speaking of high school…”
“Oh yeah! Well here I was, over at Chris’ house. His parents weren’t home and we were fooling around on his bed. I mustered up the courage to blow him while squeezing his balls, he complained a little, but like everyone he gave in to his submission point. I soon noticed that he was turning blue but I thought nothing of it. I had little experience with guys, I thought this was normal. Chris came in my mouth and then his balls crushed. Chris grabbed his balls and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Soon after that I heard wretching followed by screams. He came running out of the bathroom screaming at me. Demanding to know what the hell I did to him. I looked down at his crotch, and it was just … gone. He was smooth as a doll. I of course had no idea what was going on. I wanted to call an ambulance, but that would mean everyone knowing what had happened. He told me to get the fuck out of his house. I ran home crying. Later that night though, I made myself cum for the first time in my life—actually the first several times in my life. After I castrate someone I just can’t control myself.”
“Really?”
“Yup. I don’t know why, but all I want to do is make myself cum for the next two days.” Olive smiled and blushed.
“Wow! You must be pretty …”
“Yeah, I’m throbbing right now. I’m going to have a lot of fun when I get home.”
“You know I can help you with that.”
Olive turned a deeper shade of crimson. “I’m not ready for that yet.” An awkward silence fell upon the table. I tried to clear it by getting Olive back to her story.
“So what happened to poor Chris?”
“Oh yeah—the next day, I saw him in school, and he ignored me. I had been up all night worrying about him—and masturbating. I tried to text him, but he didn’t respond. Finally the following day he told me that everything seemed to be growing back. He also told me he never wanted to see me again. I was crushed. I felt so bad for hurting him.” The ruben had been consumed except for the crust of the sandwich. I was nursing my coffee.
“That must have been terrible.”
“He started spreading rumors about me. He said I was a lesbian, he said I had tried to cut his balls off, all kinds of crazy shit. I was already not exactly popular because of how socially awkward I am. This made things much worse for me. Boys didn’t want to have anything to do with me. The girls whispered about me in the locker room, and played hurtful pranks on me. Someone actually spray painted ‘DYKE’ on my locker.” She paused to take a sip of her iced tea. “The irony was that I was kind of attracted to some of the girls in class, and the only good thing about having rumors your lesbianism spreading around is that the lesbians eventually start hitting on you.”
“Oh, boy.”
“My junior year I got awfully friendly with a senior named Lilith. She was planning to go to art school, to study photography and sculpture. Well I was over at her house, and one thing lead to another and there we were, on her bed touching each other.”
“What was her thing?”
“She was another spit girl. I was on top of her rubbing her pussy when I forced her mouth open and spit into it. She looked really angry but she was flushing with desire. She really liked it, and came almost immediately. She turned me over and was beginning to touch me and help me cum when all of the sudden she climbed off the bed. I asked her what was wrong, and she bent over holding her stomach. I couldn’t see what was going on, but then I noticed her breasts were blue. Then her hands shot down between her legs, and she was shouting ‘No! No!’ I tried telling her it was going to be alright, and that everything was going to grow back—even though I didn’t know for sure. I didn’t get a good look at what I did to her, because she threw me out. She wasn’t in school for two days, but when she returned she had breasts again, so I guess everything turned out ok. How long does it take to grow back anyway?”
“It takes about three days. Tomorrow when I get up there will be a little bump in my pants, that will grow throughout the day. Next day I’ll have a short penis, but no balls. They usually don’t return til the third day. By that evening, everything is back to full size and working again.”
“Gee, that’s not so bad.”
“No, it’s not. That’s why I keep coming back for more. It also helps that I really like it when it’s happening to me and that I think you’re beautiful.”
“Why thank you.”
“So, how does it work?”
“I have no idea.”
“Did you inherit this power? Did you find some sort of magical artifact when you were a kid? Three wishes from a genie—“
“No clue. I was adopted so I have no idea if one of my parents had this ability. Nothing unusual happened to me as I grew up. It’s a complete mystery.”
We continued to chat, and the more we talked, the more we wanted to spend more time together. My genitals grew back as they had before. We met for some conventional dates and we hit it off. Olive wanted to know what it was like to have a normal relationship without using her castration power. We engaged in sex, but Olive also wanted to remain a virgin at—least for now. At first she was very reluctant to let me into her apartment, or to stay over at mine. But over time, we grew closer, and Olive decided to take our relationship to the next level.

Chapter 3
Olive and I went out to eat and saw a great movie. She was really close to me tonight, and she had a warm look of desire in her eyes. I think tonight’s gonna be the night. We get in my car and I drive her back to her apartment.
“Do you want to come up?”
“Really? Sure!” We went up to her apartment and started making out, before we even sat down. Before I knew what was happening, she lead me into her bedroom and taking off my clothes.
“I’m ready.”
“Tonight?”
“Tonight’s the night. I love you and I want it to be you John.” Olive’s eyes were welling up with happy tears.
“I love you too, and I’d be honored to.”
Olive and I had been together for 4 months now. Olive had never had a regular relationship, and I wanted to give that to her. We went out and dated like a normal couple. She didn’t want to use her power even though we both enjoyed it. She was tired of being a slave to her power and I wanted to give her a chance to feel what it is like to be normal. We fooled around a bit but no castration. She gave me a blow job in the parking lot after a movie two weeks ago. I diddled her last week in the park after our picnic. Olive was really panicky about losing her virginity, but now she was finally ready.
Olive was lying naked on the bed and beckoning me to join her. I was rock hard and ready. I climbed on top of her and kissed her while my hand explored her pussy. Olive was soaked and ready to fuck. I moved between her legs, pushed her knees back, and got my cock in position. I could see fear in Olive’s eyes, but she gently grabbed my cock and guided it toward her pussy. I accepted her invitation and pushed inside of her.
Olive’s eyes widened and a moan escaped her lips. She wrapped her legs around me and pushed me deeper into her pussy. The fear in her eyes was gone, replaced by a look of hunger. I was gentle at first, but it was soon clear she wanted more. At her urging began to fuck her hard. She pushed back grinding her box against me when I was balls deep. It was going well and we were headed to a wonderful climax when she made her move.
Olive’s fingers found my nipples, and I felt her power surging into me and filling my ball sack. “I-I’m sorry.” I put my hands over hers and smiled to let her know it was ok. The truth is I wanted her to castrate me. It had been so long since we did it. I wasn’t expecting this but it was a delightful development. Olive’s pussy was going to eat me. I was going to shrivel up inside her. Yes I could go with this. I had never felt so much of her power inside me before though. I was trying not to cum because I knew this castration was going to be intense. I slowed down because I was getting close, but Olive had other plans. She pushed me balls deep into her with her legs and squeezed my cock inside her. It was too much. I surrendered to my castration and pumped my cum into her.
My balls were crushed instantly. They made this sickening wet crunch sound. It was so intense it was actually painful. In a weird sort of way, the pain was enjoyable. I let out a pathetic whimper just as Olive threw her head back and started screaming. She was cumming hard as my cock rapidly shrunk inside her. By the time Olive was done cumming my dick was completely gone. She completely castrated me in about 10 seconds. It was amazing. This wasn’t how I thought this was going to go, but I certainly enjoyed it. I climbed off of Olive.
“I’m all gooey.” Olive explored her messy twat with on hand, and my featureless groin with her other. “I’m sorry John.”
“It’s ok, I liked it.” Olive pulled her hand out of her cream pie and sniffed it. Then she licked her fingers. I was kinda horrified but if I was still a man it would have turned me on.
“You were magnificent.”
“So were you.”
Olive regretted castrating me so soon. Now she was extra horny, and my dick was gone along with my desire for sex. Olive made do with her fingers, the shower head, her fingers again, her collection of tentacle porn and a vibrator, etc.
It was a long and wonderful night. 
Chapter 4
I don’t know why. Maybe it was because Olive was using her power on me regularly. Maybe she was awakening the power that was latent inside of me. All I know is that I was starting to sense people’s submission points. I just knew when I looked at someone what their submissive thing was. I sensed that Olive’s submission point was penetrating her asshole. Every time we have sex, the thought of fingering her ass or fucking her ass just keeps filling me head. Tonight I decided to try it.
We were on the bed and getting frisky. We were naked, and kneeling facing each other. I slipped a little lube onto my middle finger and slipped it between her ass cheeks. “Wait, John I don’t—OH!” I slipped my finger into her asshole and felt a strange sensation. This feeling of heat flowed from my balls, up my body, down my arm and into Olive’s ass.
“Oh my God, look!” Olive’s nipples had turned blue, and blue color was traveling outward in vein-like streaks covering her breasts. “No! I don’t want this.” I pulled my finger out of her ass, but it was too late. My power had already entered her. Olive’s pubic hair was receding, and her pussy was turning blue. “Why did you do that!” Tears were welling up in Olive’s eyes.
“I’m sorry Olive, I didn’t know this would happen.” I felt like an asshole. Olive reached for my nipples, but her power didn’t enter me.
“Shit! What the fuck am I going to do?”
“Maybe if we wait, it will go away.” Without a word, Olive got off the bed, covered herself with a robe, and stormed out of the bedroom. I just got out the lap top and started surfing for porn. I think there is a long dry spell in my future. Two hours later though, Olive came back in. I didn’t even make eye contact with her. I assumed she would be giving me the cold shoulder, but she kissed me.
“I’m sorry I freaked out. I want to try it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. I’ve done it to so many people, it’s only right I find out what it feels like. Besides, I’ve always been curious—but we’re gonna do this right. I want video.”
“Sure.” I set up our camera on the foot of the bed. Olive was on her knees with her legs spread in full view of the camera. I got behind her and reached around to rub her pussy and play with her breast. Olive’s eyes rolled up and she reached behind to embrace me.
“John, I want you to fuck my ass.” My cock surged to life. I quickly lubed up my cock, placed it between her ass cheeks and up against her little butt hole. I started to push gently. Olive tried to relax and open her ass to me, but she was having trouble. I somehow knew that she wanted to be dominated so I tried something.
“Your little cunt is mine. Now give me your ass.” Her tight little asshole opened like a flower and swallowed my cock. “Oh!” Olive grabbed my hand and placed it on her pussy. I rubbed her clit. “Cum in my ass.” Holy shit! Yes ma’am. I obliged her in a few seconds. I filled her ass with a huge load of cum. I could feel Olive shuddering with orgasm. I pulled my cock out of her ass. Any second now the process will begin.
I could see Olive’s stomach spasm and squeeze inward. Her hands left her pussy and grabbed her lower abdomen. “Oh fuck, I think I’m gonna puke!” I kept taking video. Her ovaries must have crushed themselves.
“Don’t worry, it will pass.” I reached down to hold her pussy open, but her labia were already parted. Olive’s vagina was closing up, and her pussy lips were spreading further and further open on their own. Olive was still holding her stomach. In about 30 seconds Olive’s vagina was puckered closed like an anus. Her labia were shriveling up and sort of sinking back into the skin of her groin. Olive stopped holding her stomach and began to explore her stricken womanhood.
The blue color was beginning to disappear from her flat groin, as her pussy reverted into ordinary skin. The pucker of her sealed vagina was no longer visible. As the blue color receded Olive’s clit-hood shriveled away, briefly exposing Olive’s still hard and throbbing clit. Then a few seconds later, her tiny clit wrinkled up and withdrew into her body. Olive gasped, sat up and instinctively grabbed for it as if to somehow shield it from the castration, but it was futile.
Olive’s tits were already sagging, but with the subjugation of her pussy complete, the castration process focused on her remaining feminine parts. In a matter of seconds Olive’s cute little breasts withered and shriveled up into two empty sacs of blue skin that hung from her chest. I continued to record as they withdrew back into her chest, and just became normal skin.
“Holy shit!” She ran her hands over her flat groin and featureless chest in astonishment. She was still quivering from cumming so hard. “That was fucking hot.” Her sexless body was so amazing. My cock was still hard, and I wanted to cum again. Olive was kind enough to jerk me off two more times. I was insatiable. She had always told me about how horny she was after castrating me. Now I understood.
The video was amazing. We still masturbate to it to this day. Our relationship is strange, but it works. She usually castrates me, but every now and again, Olive wants to submit and I get to take her pussy. I’ve never been so happy.
 
Chapter 4
I looked up from my work, when I heard the keys rattling in the lock and the click of the deadbolt.
“Hi John!”
“Hi Lilith.”
I was expecting her. Lilith walked in behind Olive carrying a bottle of wine. They walked in set their stuff down and started kissing. I could see the look in Olive’s eyes. Olive took my balls last night and she was feeling frisky.
Lilith is gorgeous. She is a little taller than Olive, maybe 5’ 7”. She has long curly dirty blond hair that cascades down to the middle of her back. Lilith is way curvier than Olive. Olive has B cup tits, no hips and a tight little ass. Lilith’s breasts are D cup at least. She has wide hips and a plump ass—not fat, just a nice J Lo bubble butt. She is a little fluffier than Olive, but then again most women are. Olive is thin as a rail and even has defined abs.
“Hey sweetie, why don’t you come join us?” Olive and I locked eyes. She seemed open to the idea, I wanted to of course, but right now I had nothing between my legs. Olive mouthed “Friday?” behind Lilith’s back. I smiled and nodded.
“Sorry Lilith, I can’t tonight, but how about this Friday?” Olive was standing behind Lilith with her arms were wrapped around Lilith’s waist. She was starting to grind her hips into Lilith’s ample ass.
“Friday sounds nice, but are you sure? I mean I don’t if I can handle this one by myself. You know how she gets.” Olive reached up and cupped one of Lilith’s breasts
“Oh, I know. You kids have fun.” Olive led Lilith by the hand into our bedroom. I got out the guest bedding and got ready for a night on the couch. I put on my noise canceling head phones and got back to work. A few hours later, I laid down on the couch to go to sleep. They were still going at it. I got up early the next day to pee. My cock was starting to grow back which was a relief. It was an inch long stub which was enough to allow me to stand and pee. I hated peeing while sitting down. When I came out of the bathroom, I bumped into Lilith.
“You’re up tiger, she wore me out. I gotta get out of here before she wakes up. Why don’t you want to play with us?”
“She wore me out last night. I need a break.”
“I hear ya. See you Friday.”
“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it.”
“Me too, bye.”
“So long.”
A few hours later Olive came stumbling out of bed. She looked like hell. “Lilith left?”
“Yup.”
Olive grabbed a cup of coffee, kissed me and went back into the bedroom. A few minutes later, I heard the hum of the sibian. Poor thing, I knew how she felt. When I take Olive’s pussy, I can’t stop playing with myself. It’s like, the other person’s sex drive gets added to your own. I even feel attracted to men for a day or two after neutering Olive, which was pretty disturbing at first, but I’ve come to peace with it. Olive is attracted to men. When I take her sex, I’m attracted to men. It made sense.
Olive and I got married about a year after we met. We were perfect for each other, and we shared the castration power. We used it on each other from time to time maybe once a month. Olive used it on me more than I used it on her, but that was fine by me. I enjoyed being castrated. Olive craved the feeling of subjugation that came with having the power used on her, but I don’t think that she enjoyed the process of losing her sex the way I did. However, she did enjoy watching video of her castration after her sex returns. I think she masturbates to it. We had to acknowledge early on that our relationship was going to be unconventional if it was going to work. Soon after we married, we decided to open our relationship so that whoever used the castration power would have an outlet for their over charged sex drive. I hadn’t had any luck finding another person to fuck, but Olive had found Lilith. She had been with Olive for a few months now.
This was different though. This Friday is going to be the first time we were going to share our bed with Lilith together. We were really looking forward to this. I don’t think we would have done this with just anyone, but Lilith was special. Olive would never admit it to me, but I think she was developing feelings for her. I was glad to be getting in on this. If Olive was getting close to her, I should as well. Besides, maybe I’ll be able to call her when Olive is castrated.
We went out to dinner together and had a great time. We had a few drinks with dinner and when we got home, Lilith popped open another bottle of wine. We started working on that bottle, and Lilith made the first move. She sat next to me on the couch and kissed me. It was a little strange feeling another woman’s tongue in my mouth, but I quickly responded. Lilith started removing my shirt. Olive sat on the floor in front of Lilith and began removing Lilith’s jeans. I reached out and explored Lilith’s ample breasts while we kissed. Lilith abruptly stopped kissing, closed her eyes, and started softly moaning. Olive had pulled Lilith’s panties off and started eating her pussy. I stood up and got naked. Seeing Olive with her face buried in another woman’s twat was making me hard. I removed Olive’s pants and felt her pussy. It was wet and ready. She arched her back, and invited me to fuck her. I slipped into Olive easily but I had to be careful.
I’m pretty well endowed—a little over 7 inches. Olive’s dainty little pussy was only about 5 inches deep. We found ways to work around the difference in size. She enjoyed being completely filled. Some positions worked better than others. Doggie style wasn’t a good one for us.
Lilith came. She grabbed the back of Olive’s head as her stomach contracted in spasms of pleasure. Her eyes softened and sounds of joy escaped her lips. Olive moved up and started kissing Lilith’s stomach. I slipped my cock out of Olive as she started moving up to her breasts. Lilith’s blouse was open and her bra was off. Olive was on her knees nursing one of Lilith’s breasts. I got in on the other one.
I enjoyed Olive’s puffy little quarter size nipples and perky little breasts. I like small breasts just as much as large ones. I don’t think that bigger is necessarily sexier. However, it was fun to play with breasts that were large for a change. Lilith’s nipples were huge. As I put one in my mouth it hardened, forming a large nub bigger than a pencil eraser. I popped the nipple out of my mouth and held her breast in my hand while I kissed Lilith, then reached down to explore her pussy.
Her pussy was plump and round like her ass. Her lips were thick and her clit was huge. Lilith grabbed my cock and started guiding it toward her pussy. I slipped into Lilith easily and I was soon balls deep. Lilith’s pussy was large enough to accommodate me and judging by the cries coming out of her, she was enjoying my large cock. Olive slipped her finger into my ass while I pounded Lilith’s pussy. It was too much for me, and I blew my load into Lilith’s cunt.
We kept playing with each other for another hour satisfying each other’s desires. We all fell asleep together and slept late into Saturday. After Lilith left the next morning, Olive and I knew we had something special. I began falling in love with her. Olive confessed she was already there. The next time we got together for another threesome, we confessed our feelings for each other. It was a really special evening of happy tears and orgasms. Things were going really well.
Then Olive castrated me. We hadn’t done it in a while, and we gave in to our strange desires. Afterward we realized that Lilith was coming over tomorrow night. We decided that I was just going to say that I had too much work to do and it was just going to be a Lilith and Olive night. Lilith however, didn’t understand.
“Come on John.” I was sitting at my desk working on grading. Lilith had her arms around me from behind. I could feel her tits behind my head.
“Sorry Lilith, I can’t tonight.”
“Why not? You don’t have to spend all night with us, just come in for a little while. Take a break.” Lilith’s hand was moving down my stomach .
“Lilith, please I’m n—“ Lilith reached under the waistband of my shorts, and discovered I was built like a Ken doll between my legs.
“What the fuck!” I stood up, pulled down my shorts and showed her my featureless groin. Olive looked worried.
“Olive, it’s time she knew.”
“How? What the fuck happened to you!”
Olive came over and tried to calm Lilith down “Lilith, it’s ok. It’s not permanent.”
“What?”
“Lilith, it’s time you learned our secret.” We sat her down and showed her the videos that we had recorded. She saw me getting castrated, and Olive losing her pussy. Lilith was the type of person who was up for almost anything but this was too weird even for her. She asked us all about it and what it felt like. She wasn’t freaking out any more. She assured us our secret was safe for her. Eventually Lilith and Olive went to the bedroom and began their little romp.
Another two months went by. We played together with Lilith, from time to time, and then it finally happened. We were all in bed after one of our three-way romps. Lilith was laying between Olive and I. We were all naked and under the covers.
“So when you do this neutering thing to each other, it doesn’t hurt right?”
Olive piped up first. “No, it doesn’t hurt … exactly. It’s kind of uncomfortable but it’s not painful.”
“Why do you do it?”
“I like losing my manhood. I don’t know what it is, but it turns me on. I guess I love submitting.”
“Yeah, John enjoys it more than me, but every now and again, I like to have it done to me. I don’t know why. I don’t like it when it’s happening, but it’s so fucking hot. I love watching our videos. I love how I look when I’m castrated. It’s hot in a weird sort of way.”
“I think I want to try it.” Olive and I looked at each other with delight. Our darkest sexual wish was about to come true.
“I love both of you, and this is a part of your life. I want to share it with you.” My cock was hardening again at the thought of castrating Lilith.
Yes! this was actually going to happen “Do you want video?”, I asked her hoping she would say yes.
“Sure.” I bounced out of bed, and set up the camera. When I returned Olive and Lilith were kissing an starting to touch each other. I got in position over Lilith’s tits. Olive stopped, looked at me and smiled. I asked her one more time. “Are you sure you want to do this? Once it starts, we can’t stop the process.” I could feel Lilith’s heart was pounding with fear.
“I’m a little scared, but I really want to do this. Be gentle ok?” Olive and I looked at each other and smiled. We knew Lilith’s submission point the moment we met her. She was a spit girl. Spitting into her mouth or on her body was something that Lilith said she didn’t like, but we knew better. Olive leaned over and kissed Lilith. She pulled her mouth away and gently let her spit fall into Lilith’s mouth. At the same time, I let my spit fall onto Lilith’s nipple. The instant, my spit touched her nipple it began to turn blue.
“No, I don’t—ha. Oh!” Lilith grabbed her pussy. Her pubic hair was receding. “Oh no!” Lilith’s right nipple was blue and blue streaks were spreading outward through her left breast. My power had entered her breast, and Olive’s power had entered through Lilith’s mouth. We were both castrating her. “No, I don’t like spit.”
Olive soothed Lilith by stroking her hair. “Yes you do.” Lilith began to tear up and nodded her head.
“My first boyfriend, spit on me my first time, and called me a slut. I broke up with him, but … I liked being treated that way. I hate myself for liking that but it’s what I think about when I play with myself.” Lilith was openly weeping now.
I tried to soothe her. “Lilith, we don’t judge you.”
“I’ve never told anyone this before.”
Olive asked Lilith gently, “Do you want us to call you a slut? We can do that for you if you want. Anything you want.”
Lilith nodded. “You can call me a cunt too. That word makes me throb too. I don’t know why.” I looked at Olive and we got into character.
“On your knees slut, your ass is mine.” Lilith looked at me in shock. I was a little shocked myself. I never thought I would say something like that, but there it was. Lilith got on all fours, and offered me her ass. I lubed my cock up and pushed on Lilith’s asshole. It opened up for me and gobbled up my prick. Lilith stood on her knees and Olive got in front of her. She kissed her and rubbed her pussy.
Olive got into the dominant act, “take it slut.” We quickly got into a rhythm and before long I was ready to cum. Lilith sensed my urgency told me to do it. I pumped my seed into her. Lilith was enjoying it and then suddenly pushed Olive’s hand away.
“I want to get it on video.” I pulled out of Lilith’s ass. Lilith laid on her back with her legs spread in front of the camera exposing her hairless blue pussy. Olive was stroking her pussy. “Oh God, I’m close.”
Olive was getting into it. “I’m going to take your cunt you nasty slut. It’s what you deserve.”
“Yes.”
“You like fucking boys, don’t you.”
“Yes.”
“You like pussy don’t you.”
“Yes.”
“You make me sick. I’m gonna seal up your big fat cunt you pervert.”
“Y—OH FUCK!” Lilith came hard crying out “OH FUCK!” over and over. Then it began. Lilith’s stomach spasmed and crunched inward. “Oh God.” Lilith was squeezing my hand and hanging on to Olive’s leg. Lilith’s pussy began to spread open as her pussy lips began to shrivel. Her hole began to close and her epic boobs began to sag. Lilith was crying. She explored her stricken womanhood with her hand and felt her pussy seal up. Her pussy lips were almost gone, and her clit hood was shrinking back. For a second, Lilith’s exposed clit resembled a tiny inch long penis. Then the power subjugated it wrinkling it up and destroying it in seconds leaving only a pee hole between her legs. Lilith’s tits were already sagging. Now that her pussy was gone the power took her tits. They began to rapidly shrivel and wrinkle up. In half a minute they were now just empty sacks of blue skin. The excess skin receded until her chest was flat. Her massive nipples shrank in diameter until they were the size of a dime. Then they just faded into normal skin.
Lilith was still crying. “Wow, that was intense on so many levels. I’m sorry.”
Olive was quick to stop her. “Why are you apologizing?”
“That was really … dark.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Oh my God, I never came so hard. It was amazing.”
I think the experience really brought us together. Olive and I both took Lilith’s sex. We both were overcharged with Lilith’s sex drive, and we fucked each other until we were exhausted and too sore to touch.
Lilith made a time lapse video of her sex returning. It was really amazing. She walked onto a the scene totally castrated, and stood next to a vase of tulips, with her legs and arms spread. She took a frame every 5 minutes for the next 48 hours. The result was amazing. As the flowers bloomed, her pussy grew in and her breasts grew back. She entered it into an art contest and won. Everyone wanted to know how she photoshopped her sex organs out of the video, and how she morphed them back but she would never tell.