1. Transformation of Mr. Price – Chapter 3


    Date: 1/9/2016, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Author: danorth, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the lace accents. I couldn’t resist, I had gone this far so I stepped into them and felt that same sensuous feel of fine fabric, I pulled it up between my legs and as I rubbed my hand over the front of the panty I was surprised to not feel my balls at all. I pulled the panties down and looked down, they seemed to be gone and there was a cavity where they should have been. I probed inside the area and then felt them tucked way up high inside me, “just like when I was born I suppose.” I stepped into the bathroom and inspected my crotch in the mirror, the tip of my cock was still visible, but clearly just a nub. I spread my legs, what was left of my scrotum hung between my legs where my balls used to be. I pulled on the folds of flesh but my balls refused to move down. I was not in any pain so I decided that at this point there was nothing to worry about or rather nothing I was going to do in a strange city and no medical professional to consult. Then as I pulled the panties up again I was surprised at how little of my cock tip showed through, although I could plainly see it through the sheer fabric. There was a bit of a small bump but for the most part the panties showed a clean line from the waistband down between my legs. The panties fit me snugly but not uncomfortably and as I walked back into the bedroom area I felt the gown swishing across my panty covered ass, it was nothing short of an amazing feeling. The feeling of the fabric and the taboo nature of the way I was ...
    dressed aroused me. Yes, it was strange to say that these garments against me aroused me. I ran my hands down my front, lingering on my new breasts, feeling my nipples react to the satin fabric and my touch. I let my hand explore further down; it was like I was caressing a woman, exploring all those places where she and I both found pleasure. I could feel the arousal build and as I cupped my crotch, now devoid of my balls hanging in their place, I wanted to feel pleasure. I dropped onto the bed, the gown swished across my legs; the sensual feeling seemed to trigger a strong need to touch myself. I pulled the gown up and exposed my panty covered cock and began to rub the bump that refused to harden into the male member , which had brought me pleasure so many times. Arousal for me was always a little like a light switch, off or on. If I saw something that triggered my arousal, my cock would respond and being small would become hard within a few seconds, certainly not more than a minute. I was feeling aroused and craved the pleasure that touch always brought, but my cock refused to respond. I stripped out of the garments thinking that perhaps the fact that I was dressed in this way was distracting me from becoming fully aroused. I am not sure why that thought entered my head, perhaps it was that feeling I was doing something taboo. I rubbed the tip of my cock but as good as it felt I knew I was not getting to where I wanted to be, I wanted an erection because I was so used pleasure ...
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