TF stallion (Realldoll test)

The little screen of the sex machine changed the displayed number into a 92 with a little electronic sound, but its user didn't show any reaction to that. She could, because her human look, her change has almost finished. In the last thoughts of the woman, she had forgot the most part of her human life, even of her name. She only could think about sex, on to be used by her owner, on to give pleasure. She only could have the simple and horny thoughts of a sexdoll. If she could remember only a few hours before, probably would be happy with her new purpose of existence. After all, this was one of her bigest fantasies in all of her life.

Only one week ago, the woman previously called Amethia, she won an online contest of BDSM tales, in the cathegory of submissive writers, with a tale of a woman turned into a living sexdoll for her boss. The award was a night of submissive extreme sex in one of the best BDSM dungeons of the capital. She was thinking about it all of the week, anxious to have a deep sex role playing to be the toy of a mistress. And the begining of the night was awesome, with her mistress ordering her to be nude and put a slave necklace, making her a c*nnilingus, later showing her the dungeon at first, and finally putting her, bound and gagged, into a stalion sex machine, acording to her mistress, to make her ready to her new existence as her toy. She can't move, and her mistress said would be back in a few hours, so she was carried away by pleasure, totally unaware that her mistress had connected her necklace to a machine and the stallion begun to pump a purple liquid inside her p*ssy. After the fifth 0rg*sm, she lost the conscious not realizing that her skin had started to turn slightly shiny, while the stallion marked an eight percent. A few hours later, the mistress returned to the basement of the dungeon, and examined her new toy. The machine didn't have finish the transformation yet, the screen displayed a 75%, so she took the g*g. That was enough to keep her mouth permanently open despite the transformation wasn't finished. That woke up the woman, although then she was more silicone than flesh. Her thoughts were fuzzy and slow, she can't remember where or who she was... even what she was. The mistress laughed. 

"You will be a good adition to our stock of realdolls for the enjoyment of our rich partners. You look so cute being only a sextoy... I'd almost say it's a shame, your story was very good, and you won't be able to write anymore. But at least, now you can enjoy your own extreme submissive tale, dolly..."

And the mistress left the basement again. "Maybe with half hour more the doll will be finished", she thought. The door closed, leaving in silence the almost doll quiet with her open mouth, waiting the last human parts of her living body were changed by artificial matter. A silence broken only by a little electronic bip when the screen of the stallion turned the 91% into a 92.

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A little tale for another experiment to make a sexdoll (sorry about some words with "typos", Patreon doesn't admit some words -yeah, i know, it's stupid... ^^U ). Do you like how she looks? ;)