If You Can't Beat Em' - Patreon Exclusive (Body Part)

  The memory still rang clear in your mind, her sultry voice inviting you in for a squeeze of her generous bust. I probably shouldn't have ignored the number 1 rule of the strip club being "No Touching" but here she was inviting me. Now I know that that rule wasn't for the dancer's safety, but the patrons. So of course I wrapped my fingers around her bust, blissfully unaware of my fate having been sealed.

 My fingers sunk below the surface much to the stripper's delight. Naturally, I panicked when I was unable to pull away, my flesh merging with her. She placed her hand on my head, staring into my fearful eyes before shoving it deep into her expanding cleavage causing my vision to go black.

 I came to, disoriented and feeling bloated. The dancer was no longer in my sight, instead, all I saw was my friends staring, mouths agape. Long, slender fingers dug into my sides, pushing deep causing an overwhelming sensation of pleasure. The hands cupped my new body before dropping them, making me jiggle. Turning towards one of the wall mirrors, she made damn well sure I realized that out of the woman and her giant breasts, I was not the woman.

 Screaming was the first thing to come to mind but as she resumed her dance, my mind was too distracted by trying to hold together. The constant pressure and movement made sure to assault all my senses, giving me no time to come to terms with my new life. The only reprieve I got was when she turned to another cluster of men, pressing my split body together to lure another in.

 She led one to the backroom, his wide smile telling me he did not know his fate. Once behind the curtain, she dangled me in front of him, tempting him to touch me until he took the bait. Expecting for another unwise soul to join me in my eternal torment except it never came. The man was not consumed by her tits, instead, she unbuckled his pants, releasing his hardened cock. Apply a liberal amount of lube between my body, she lowered me onto him, massaging his dick with my fleshy form.

 Indescribable pleasure pierced my mind, unforgiving with its generosity. Feeling the man's veiny cock between me was nothing short of heaven, or at least until he came. He spasmed, the top of my body now soaked in his thick seed. He slumped back, giving me a moment to catch my proverbial breath before she was on him again, this time holding me to his face. Just like me, the man struggled as his body was added to the ever-growing mounds, becoming another poor soul too stupid to follow the rules. As she strutted back to the main room, the only thing I could think of was that I didn't even get a titjob before being consumed.

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