Rick found himself on his knees, the changes that had occurred on full display, from his silky blonde hair that fell seductively around his shoulders to his soft, smooth skin that glowed with a radiant sheen.
The most striking aspect was his full, voluptuous breasts, which he now fondled sensuously, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. His lips, plump and kissable, were parted slightly, allowing a trickle of warm cum to escape and drip slowly onto his heaving chest.
The taste of Jonathan's release exploded on Rick's tongue, sending waves of pleasure throughout his transformed body. The addiction to cum had consumed him, and in this moment, with his mouth full of his rival's essence, he was in a state of pure, blissful surrender.
The salty, musky flavor danced on his taste buds, driving him to a heightened state of arousal. Rick's eyes, glazed with lust, reflected the pleasure he felt as he savored the remnants of his latest treat.
As he fondled his breasts, caressing the soft, supple mounds and pinching his sensitive nipples, Rick couldn't help but moan softly, the vibrations causing the cum to dribble further down his chin and onto his breasts.
The contrast of the warm, sticky fluid against his cool skin only added to the eroticism of the moment. He was utterly lost in the sensations, his mind clouded with a haze of desire and satisfaction. The transformation had not only altered his physical appearance but had also heightened his senses, making him crave the most intimate of pleasures.
Rick's breathing quickened as he reveled in the afterglow of his orgasmic bliss. The cum continued to leak from his mouth, creating a glistening trail down his body. He felt no shame in his current state; instead, he embraced the addictive flavor and the power it held over him. His mind, once sharp and focused on business, was now clouded with thoughts of cum, sex, and the overwhelming desire to be used and pleasured by men. The mental changes that accompanied his physical transformation had left him hungry for the touch of a strong, dominant man.
And standing before him was Jonathan, the orchestrator of his fate. Rick's blue eyes, now filled with a mixture of lust and surrender, gazed up at his rival. Jonathan's cock, still semi-erect from the passionate blowjob, glistened with Rick's saliva and cum. The sight only served to fuel Rick's desire, and he found himself hoping for another round of passionate sex, longing to feel the fullness of Jonathan's manhood inside him once more.
With a mischievous smirk, Jonathan watched as Rick's breasts heaved with each breath, the cum now mixing with the sweat that glistened on his smooth skin. Rick's fingers traced lazy patterns on his sensitive flesh, his touch feather-light as he continued to indulge in the afterglow.
The transformation had not only made him physically alluring but had also heightened his sensitivity, making every touch, every sensation, feel like an explosion of pleasure.
In this moment, Rick was completely at Jonathan's mercy, and he knew it. The power dynamic had shifted, and he found himself craving the very man who had caused his downfall. As he swallowed the last bit of cum, relishing the final burst of flavor, Rick couldn't help but giggle.
The giggle turned into a moan as he imagined what delights Jonathan had in store for him next. The thought of being fucked senseless by the man who had transformed him, of feeling his thick cock penetrating his tight, wet core, sent Rick into a frenzy of desire.
Jonathan stepped closer, his eyes raking over Rick's transformed body with possession. "You look absolutely delectable, my little cum slut," he purred, reaching down to stroke Rick's soft cheek. "But I think it's time we moved on to the main course. I can't wait to feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock."
Rick shivered at his words, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. He was putty in Jonathan's hands, ready to be molded and used for the man's pleasure.
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