This choice: In Your Favor, You Have Your Own Living Fleshlight • Go Back...Chapter #4In Your Favor, You Have Your Own Living Fleshlight by: Mr.Domino   "House...loses?" The dealer said, her face furrowing in confusion as she read the cards in front of her, her befuddlement quickly turning to fear as she realized what it meant. You see a blue glow appear on the back of her neck as her arms jerk backwards as she grabs at whatever was causing the light to appear.
"No...NO! This isn't supposed to happen! Oh god, I don't want to be a-" Is all the woman manages to cry out before her body freezes in place, her flailing limbs pulling tight to her body as her uniform turns completely back and featureless. Her eyes, the only part of her that she seems capable of moving, dart around in panic as the rest of her body begins transforming; her body curving around itself as her arms and legs melt away, becoming part of her flat and featureless torso. The woman, now more of a strange looking cylinder of meat, begins to shrink, her body seemingly falling towards the table as she goes from roughly five foot tall to barely a foot. Her hair slides off her head and pools into a circle as it hardens and becomes a cap, as grooves appear where the woman's neck had been just moments ago. You look on in amazement and a little bit of fear as you see her face, the last human looking part of her tube shaped body, lock eyes with you before they too vanish, replaced with a a pliable replication of a vagina. A snaking white line on the surface of the fleshlight facing you traces your name in flowing script before finally the transformation comes to an end.
In just a few seconds all that remained of the woman was nothing but a sex toy sitting on the table in front of you. You reach out and cautiously touch it, expecting it to move, to jerk away, for it to feel soft and fleshy like someone's body, but all that happens is your finger bumps the hard plastic shell of the fleshlight, knocking it over and causing it to roll across the table in a lazy semi-circle. That's when you see the backside of the former woman's body; a small indented switch that was currently in the 'Off' position. You click it on, and suddenly you can hear the woman's voice, ranting in her native tongue between what sounded like distorted sobs.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious, sitting in the middle of the casino, you quickly snatch the fleshlight off the table and shove it in your pocket, tucking your shirt over it as loose as you can to hide the object's existence, though part of you realize that you shouldn't be so embarassed. But you hurry away anyway, retreating away from the table eager to return to your room. As you reach the casino's exit you look back across the casino at the table you had just vacated and already there was another dealer standing there waiting, a bored look on his face as he gathered the scattered cards and re-stacked the deck.
"Wow!" You say to yourself as you touch the sex toy beneath your shirt, "This place is for real!"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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