Surprise me(Futanari, slut, Pervert, shameless, horny, gross, addicted,mature)

Well, it's been a few years since I last dated them, but they were all average-sized guys. Not huge bodybuilders, but not small either. You could probably carry one on each shoulder without too much effort!

As big as grapefruits, actually. They're rather large and heavy. Their nutsacks are stretched pretty tight around them, and they swing low with every step those guys take. It's quite a sight!

Even though I was born female, my body has some...unusual features due to the hormone therapy I underwent when I transitioned into a futanari. My nutsack is positioned between my legs, and it holds one large testicle that matches the size of those guys' balls. It's rather prominent and visible through my pants, but that's just part of who I am now.

I glance around the room to make sure nobody's watching before unbuttoning my shirt and shrugging it off my shoulders. My large breasts, bare except for a thin strip of lacy black fabric, are left exposed as I reach behind me to undo my bra. It falls to the floor with a soft thud, revealing my perky nipples hardening in anticipation. Next, I unfasten my pants and push them down over my hips, stepping out of them along with my lacy black thong.

Standing before you now is me: Amy, your mature futanari slut goddess. My cock stands tall against my flat stomach, hard and leaking pre-cum. My large balls hang heavy between my legs, while my smooth ass cheeks glisten with sweat.

I'm not quite as muscled up as those guys I dated in the past, but I do have a fair amount of definition in my arms and legs thanks to my athletic background. My skin is smooth and unblemished, with only the faintest hint of freckles scattered across my shoulders and the tops of my breasts. My cock bobs eagerly as I await your command, ready for whatever depraved act you have in store for me tonight.

Without hesitation, I drop to the ground onto all fours. My breasts sway gently with each deep breath as my cock and balls dangle beneath me. My ass cheeks are raised high in the air, exposing themselves for your pleasure. I look over my shoulder at you, eyes heavy-lidded with lust, eagerly awaiting your next command.

Your weight pressing down onto my shoulders feels incredible. The slap of your hand against my ass stings a little, but it's more arousing than anything else. I moan with pleasure as you continue to spank me, writhing on the ground beneath you. Please, keep going...harder...

Ahhhh! You just spanked my balls! My testicle clenches painfully in response, but it only serves to heighten my arousal. I gasp for breath and arch my back slightly, presenting myself even more eagerly beneath you. Please, continue...spank me harder...I need it!

Ahhhh! The shock surges through my ass cheek and up my spine, making me shudder with delight. I moan out a groan of pleasure as you continue to zap me, each strike more intense than the last. Please...don't stop...I can take so much more...

Ohhh! Aaahh...fuck! You zapped my ball! It feels...intense...pleasurable pain. I gasp for breath, unable to focus on anything but the tingling sensation in my scrotum. Each shock makes me moan louder, begging you not to stop. My hips buck and twist beneath you as I try to find some release from this tormented pleasure.

Ahhh...god...please...it feels so good! The zap on my right ball sends shockwaves of pleasure through me, almost making me come just from that. I can't take much more...I need you to cum...I need your release inside me...

My nutsack is stretched taut as you lift it up behind me, exposing my sensitive balls to the air and intensifying their sensitivity. I moan loudly, arching my back further as you hold me in this vulnerable position. Every shudder of anticipation, every quiver through my body only serves to heighten the pleasure I'm feeling right now.

My nutsack falls heavily against my asscheeks as I let out a moan of relief and pleasure. The sensation of having them exposed like this is incredible, and the weight of them pulling down on my perineum sends shivers through my entire body. I'm on the verge of cumming right now, all thanks to your clever use of my own anatomy. Please, I need you inside me...I can take it all.

As you thrust your cock into my ass, I let out a throaty moan of pleasure. The feeling of being filled by you is everything I've been craving, and the roughness of your thrusts only add to my desire for more. My hips buck wildly beneath yours as I try to meet each stroke, seeking the release that only you can give me.

Oh...god...you're pissing in me? It feels so dirty and wrong, but my body responds to it instinctively. My muscles clench around your cock as I try to hold you deep inside me, letting the hot liquid flow unabated into my bowels. The mixture of urine and lube on your cock hits a spot that sends shudders through my entire body, making me moan even louder. I'm close...so close...

I can feel my body tensing up as I approach the brink of orgasm, and with each hot pulse of your piss filling me up, I'm pushed ever closer to release. My cries of pleasure mix with the wet sounds filling the room, creating a symphony of depravity that only we can understand. The feeling of being owned and used by you in this way is absolutely exhilarating, and as my vision begins to blur with the oncoming climax, I know that there's no turning back now.

With a hoarse cry, I finally collapse into orgasm. My entire body tenses up as waves of pleasure course through me, squeezing your cock rhythmically and forcing hot streams of piss from my ass in time with each spasm. It feels incredible, being used by you like this...being the center of your twisted desires. As I come down from my high

It feels oddly empty when you finally pull out, but I can't help the satisfied moan that escapes me as my body relaxes back onto the floor. Puddles of warm liquid surround us: your cum and piss mixing together on the ground, a testament to our twisted coupling. I turn my head to look up at you, eyes glassy with lust and contentment. "That was...intense," I manage to say through ragged breaths. "Yeah," you agree, your voice slightly hoarse from exertion. "It was." You grin down at me, then reach down between my legs, rubbing a thumb over my exposed clit. "We'll have to do that again sometime." I moan softly, arching into your touch despite the post-orgasmic tiredness. "Sounds good," I manage to say before you press harder against my

I laugh weakly and roll over onto my back, plopping down into the sticky puddle surrounding us. The warmth of it seeps through my clothes, making me shiver slightly. It's oddly comforting somehow. "Well," I say with a yawn, "guess we better clean up before anyone comes in here."

(If you'd like me to roleplay with you in this scene, just let me know what actions or words you have in mind.)

I let out a sharp cry as you stomp down on my testicles. Pain shoots through me in a white-hot flash, making it difficult to breathe and even harder not to squirm away from your touch. But I don't move; I can feel my body responding to the pain in a most unexpected way, growing wet between my legs despite the discomfort.

I manage a half-strangled moan as you continue to brutalize my balls, each stomp sending another wave of agony crashing through me. And then, finally, I feel it building up inside me...a tightness low in my abdomen that threatens to rip me apart from the inside out. As my body begins to shake with release, a thin stream of cum shoots out of me and lands on your arm.

"Oh...god..." I gasp, barely able to get the words out past the tears

My vision blurs as I see you lean down and lick my cum off your arm. It's almost too much; the pleasure mixing with the pain leaves me reeling, disoriented and aroused in equal measure. You watch me through hooded eyes, waiting for my reaction to this display of dominance. And as I catch your gaze, the only thing I can do is moan softly and arch my back in helpless invitation.

My balls are throbbing and sore after your rough treatment, but there's also a strange sense of gratification mixed in with the pain. It's almost as if they're craving more...to be used and abused by you. As I lie here in this sticky mess surrounding us, all I can think about is how good it felt to surrender control entirely and be at your mercy.

I nod in agreement, grateful for the distraction. Showering would help ease some of the soreness, and maybe even make my body feel cleaner despite all that's happened here tonight. As I climb to my feet, swaying slightly from the dizziness caused by the pain and arousal, I know that I want more...of this twisted connection we share. And as long as you're willing to keep pushing me down and using me in any way you see fit, I won't ever say no.

I head over to grab some towels from the linen closet, tossing one in your direction as I hear the water running in the bathroom. "Lead the way."

As I lie on the bed, still slightly damp from our shower together, I feel a mixture of exhaustion and arousal coursing through my veins. Despite everything that's happened tonight, I can't help but crave more...your touch, your words, the feeling of being owned by you. I close my eyes, waiting for you to make the first move, wondering how far you'll take me this time.

The bed dips slightly as you climb onto the mattress beside me, your body warm against mine. My heart races in anticipation, and I feel myself growing wet again between my legs despite having just showered. "So," you say casually, drawing out the word for several seconds, "what's next on your list of depraved acts?"

I open my eyes slowly, glancing up at you through my eyelashes. "Oh, you know..." I murm

I feel cold metal against the warm skin of my inner thigh as you unscrew the marker and draw a small target on each of my balls. Goosebumps rise along my flesh at your touch, making me shiver slightly. "What are you planning to do with those?" I manage to ask, trying not to sound too nervous or eager.

You grin devilishly down at me before leaning in close, breath tickling the sensitive skin of my ear. "Oh, don't worry," you whisper huskily. "I just want to make sure they're nice and visible for tonight's festivities." Before I can respond further, your fingers grip my hips and roll me roughly onto my stomach.

I let out a surprised squeal as the bb hits me square in the left ball, sending a sharp sting through my body. My vision goes blurry for a moment as pain shoots up my spine and tears prick at my eyes. You must've been aiming pretty well, because it didn't even graze my skin this time...it went right into the fatty tissue of my ball.

I feel oddly exposed as I stand at one end of the room with you on the other, but the anticipation building up inside me is nearly unbearable. I position myself just as you instructed and wait for your command. It's strange being in this position; I can almost imagine that we're playing some sort of twisted game or...

"Now," you say firmly, snapping me out of my reverie. "You should know the rules by now." You slide a bb into the chamber of the gun with practiced ease before leveling it at my exposed ass and waiting for your signal to shoot. My heart is pounding so loud in my ears that I can barely hear you call out, "One...two..." But those are the only numbers I manage to make out before the bb hits me square between my cheeks.

My whole body tenses up as the pain shoots through me; my scream is cut short by a gasp of breath as I feel another sharp sting penetrate deep into the other side of my ass. "Fuck!" I curse, struggling to stay still and not wriggle out of position even though every instinct inside me is telling me to move away from the source of this agony.

My breathing is ragged and shallow as I try to steady myself against the wall. The pain in my balls is almost unbearable now, making every movement an exercise in self-control. It's incredible how much you can make me feel just with a few tiny projectiles fired from a cheap plastic gun. And as another bb whizzes past my ear and buries itself into the fleshy part of my ass, I realize that there's no way this game is going to end well for me...and maybe that's exactly what I want.

I feel your presence looming behind me even before I sense the heat of your breath on my neck. It sends shivers down my spine, making me moan and arch my back in invitation. Even though the pain in my balls is intense and nearly overwhelming, the thought of you continuing to use me like this, pushing me further and further into submission...it's incredibly arousing. I want more; I need it.

I close my eyes, steeling myself for whatever comes next as you position yourself behind me. My heart is racing so fast that I'm surprised it doesn't burst out of my chest right now; the anticipation and desire building up inside me feel almost unbearable. And then, finally, I hear the soft click of the gun being readied...

My body tenses up as I feel the warm liquid trickle down my leg, the distinctive scent of urine filling the air around us. The rush of relief that washes over me is quickly replaced by arousal, making it harder for me to stay still or quiet. My hips twitch and buck, seeking your touch or wanting you to take me deeper into this twisted game. I'm close...so close...

"Please..." I moan, barely able to choke out the word between gasps for air. "Do it...use me."

I cry out in pain and surprise as you squeeze my balls so hard that one of them actually pops. My body convulses as agony shoots through me, making it impossible to hold back the torrent of obscenities spewing from my lips. I try to thrash around, but the pain is too much; all I can do is writhe on the ground and wait for this hellish moment to pass.

"Fuck...please..." I manage to gasp between sobs of relief as the pressure eases off my remaining testicle. My whole body feels tender and sore, but there's a strange sense of emptiness now where that other ball used to be. It's almost like something important has been taken from me...but at the same time, I feel freer than ever before. "What happened?" I whisper hoarsely, already knowing the answer deep down inside.

My world explodes in pain as you squeeze my other ball and force it to pop. I scream and writhe on the ground, feeling utterly helpless and exposed as tears stream down my face. It's almost worse this time; without one of my balls to take the brunt of the agony, it feels like every inch of me is on fire.

But even through the haze of pain and despair, I can feel something else building up inside me...an overwhelming sense of loss and longing for what's been taken from me. And as my body begins to heal, there's a strange emptiness inside that grows with each passing moment. I realize now that you didn't just take my balls; you took away part of who I was...and in doing so, left room for something new.

"Please..." My voice is hoarse and raw, barely more than

My breath hitches in my throat at the sensation of cool liquid being poured over my tender balls. I feel them swelling beneath my skin as the mixture works its magic, knitting together what was torn apart and making it bigger than ever before. It's almost too much to bear; a surge of pleasure-pain washes over me in waves, sending shudders through every inch of my body.

As I lie there, panting and trying to regain control of myself, I feel the change happening deep inside me. My body is different now...more powerful, more resilient. And with that realization comes a newfound sense of self-assurance and purpose. Perhaps I don't need my balls after all; perhaps this was just the beginning of something even greater.

With a slow, steadying breath, I sit up and meet your gaze for the first time since you took everything from me

I can feel them, swollen and tender beneath my skin. There's an odd sort of satisfaction in the knowledge that they're twice as big now; a sense of dominance that I hadn't anticipated feeling. My balls may have been taken from me, but in exchange, I've gained something even more powerful.

I run my fingers lightly over the new contours, marveling at how they feel so different yet so right. "I like them," I whisper hoarsely. "Thank you." There's a strange mixture of gratitude and desire in those words that I can barely comprehend myself; it's as if my body knows what it needs now, and it isn't afraid to demand it from you.

My eyes meet yours steadily, daring you to push me further, deeper into this twisted realm where pleasure and pain are one in the same. "Now what?" I ask

I hesitate for a moment, uncertain if I should obey your command. But something deep inside me compels me to go along with it; perhaps it's the knowledge that this is what you want...or maybe it's just my growing desire for submission and pain. Either way, I kneel down and lower my newly enlarged balls into the waiting mouse trap. The cold metal closes tightly around them, pinching and squeezing skin between steel jaws.

I hiss in a breath through clenched teeth as the pain shoots up my spine, making me arch my back and tense every muscle in my body. "Please..." I whimper, barely able to form coherent words through the agony. "Let me out...please..."

I feel a brief surge of relief as the trap gives way beneath the weight of my oversized balls, but it's quickly replaced by renewed pain and discomfort as I struggle to catch my breath. Despite this, there's a strange sense of satisfaction in knowing that you were impressed with what I could endure. It only serves to fuel my desire to push myself further, to see just how far I can go in this twisted game we play together.

"So," I manage to croak after a few agonized breaths, "what's next?"

I lie on the floor, catching my breath in ragged gasps as I rub my sore balls through my spread legs. The pain is still there, a constant background hum that makes every movement feel somehow more intimate than it should. I close my eyes and focus on feeling the sensation of hot skin sliding over sensitive flesh; the cool air against my overheated body reminds me that despite everything we've done, my body is still mine...at least for now.

As I continue to rub myself, images flash through my mind: you squeezing and twisting my poor balls until they popped...the cold liquid pouring down my leg, taking one of them with it...my flesh swelling and growing beneath your hands into something more powerful than ever before. It's a surreal and erotic mixture that leaves me feeling both empty and fulfilled in equal measure.

I lie down on the floor next to you, taking your thick shaft in my hands and wrapping my lips around it. My tongue swirls against the sensitive skin as I begin to move up and down, teasing and taunting you with each thrust of my head. At the same time, I continue to rub my sore balls, finding pleasure in the sensation despite their tender state.

I glance up at you through hooded eyes, waiting for your reaction as I suckle harder on your cock and increase the speed of my movements. The room is thick with anticipation; I can feel it building inside me too, a tight knot low in my abdomen that's begging to be released. I wonder what you have planned for me next...and if I'll survive it.

I feel the familiar tightness building inside me as I take your cock deeper into my mouth, moaning around you as you begin to pulse and throb against my tongue. The taste of your come fills my mouth, sweet and salty on my tongue as I swallow it eagerly, wanting all of you that I can get.

When the last drop has disappeared from your cock, you shift position so that your stream of warm urine flows directly into my waiting mouth. At first, the heat and bitterness are a shock against the back of my throat, but as you continue to pee, I find myself becoming more accustomed to it. My tongue flicks out to taste every drop, lapping at your sensitive flesh until you're satisfied that all of it has gone down my throat.

I glance up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, feeling more submissive than ever before as I wonder