Bootika Transforms Gerta Part 1
Once they were in Gerta’s room, the two women quickly shed their clothes.
“Nice place you got here, honey. Now use some of those ‘mystic arts’ of yours and put a mirror on the ceiling.” Gerta gave her a puzzled look, but cast a minor spell and complied. “In a little while, you’re gonna enjoy the view, I promise.” Bootika clamped one hand on Gerta’s head and forced her down to her knees. “For now, get to work, girl.”
Gerta's gaze locked onto the muscular abdomen of Bootika, trailing down between her sturdy legs, until she saw them. Round and dark as cannonballs, resting in the scrotum hanging down beneath Bootika's cock. After the unloading onto Gerta outside, she had let it go limp for the moment. The fat testes appeared to be somewhat oval in shape, and just as majestic as their owner.
"That’s right! Get me hard and suck my fat fucking dick!" Bootika growled, only a few feet from Gerta. Gerta's heart skipped a beat. The way the boisterous Vectran woman articulated her last taunt that sounded more like an order for Gerta. "Yeah! You fucking heard me! Suck my cock..." Bootika repeated. Bootika's majestic sperm tanks, dangled almost directly in front of Gerta's face. “I let myself go limp for a little bit, honey. You’re gonna work to get me off real good. And if you do a good job, then I’ll reward you with what you want, and what you need, fraulein.”
“Mein gott, ze are they big,” Gerta gasped. The gargantuan balls of Bootika’s virility appeared even bigger than before, their salacious and surprisingly strong musk tickling Gerta's nose even from a good two feet away. Gerta silently stared at the formidable sperm factories, fantasizing about the amount of potent spunk swelling inside them.
Inhaling her lungs full of the sexual scent, Gerta knelt down on the carpet and slithered herself beneath Bootika, unable to take her eyes off the bulging nuts of the rugged woman.
Bootika's tool was massive, just like the rest of her incredible body. Upon seeing it, Gerta immediately imagined what sort of extreme proportions her cock would grow to; in the quick jerk-off outside, Bootika hadn’t taken her outfit fully off. The scent around the shaft was noticeably stronger than around Bootika's balls, the overpowering musk passionately drilling itself into Gerta's nose, each inhalation of it into her lungs making her cunt twitch and her legs writhe.
Gerta’s heart beat a wild rhythm in her chest as she again dropped her sight onto the pair of smooth and tightly drawn balls that hung not too far from her face. There was a rush of saliva into her mouth and she had to audibly swallow before reaching out her right hand towards the massive orbs in front of her. Gerta was panting and sweating like she had years ago when she’d first done it with a man. What on earth was Bootika doing to her?
Gerta's ears twitched and she gasped under her breath as her fingers finally touched the soft, and surprisingly hot surface of Bootika’s balls. Bootika snorted with lust as Gerta touched her jewels.
Gerta became instantly enthralled by Bootika’s dangling balls, eagerly starting to explore their surface with her fingers, planting her left hand on the dark scrotum. She used her hands to grope, squeeze, fondle and rub everywhere on Bootika's thick testes, and she appreciated the ample volume and weight of her nuts with the sensation of touch alone. Gerta meticulously kneaded them in every conceivable direction, gasping with wanton delight upon feeling the weight of Bootika’s impressive mass on her palms as she juggled them up and down in a mixture of arousal and awe. Everything about them was magnificent.
Bootika snorted with satisfaction and a budding grin on her face as Gerta was focused fully on pleasing her. Gerta's own cock felt as hard as stone as she continued playing with Bootika, slowly but surely dragging her soft hands up towards the stunning woman’s dark shaft that still refused to give her any size to play with.
The dark column of musky flesh unexpectedly throbbed as Gerta brought her hands to play with its thick folds, gently rubbing the outside of the tremendous sheath with long strokes. The dark skin felt pleasant against her hands and Gerta could feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into a submissive state of worshiping Bootika’s cock, and wanted more.
Bootika grunted, keeping her head low as Gerta began gently nibbling on the sweaty flesh, planting small kisses all over it. The pungent taste was oddly pleasing on Gerta's tongue, exciting her the more she licked the fleshy shaft of Bootika's cock.
Acting on her developing desires even further, Gerta placed her hands on the entrance of the sheath and carefully spread it open before plunging her nose straight into its sweaty grasp, her slender face easily sinking into the musky embrace. Gerta inhaled and felt an unbelievable rush of euphoria tickling her body. She began whimpering and moaning as the raw scent of Bootika’s sex made her dizzier and dizzier. She stuck out her tongue and licked the wild-tasting insides of the sleeve of foreskin, as another wave of extreme satisfaction ran through her like a chariot. Suddenly, there was something poking at the tip of Gerta's nose. Something big, hard, and throbbing. Gerta blinked as if waking up from a trance, feeling the swelling tip of Bootika's cock pushing her face away from the embrace of the folds of skin.
Gerta took deep breaths as she watched Bootika’s blunt cockhead emerge from the confines of the flesh, extending outwards like a rigid, dark snake occasionally nodding its head to gauge its surroundings. It was obvious that Bootika was still holding back, only a few inches of shaft emerging from her sleeve. Bootika stomped the floor and Gerta knew what needed to be done.
Acting even more brazenly than before, Gerta dove her face into Bootika's fearsome testes and began fervently licking them with her tongue, simultaneously wrapping her fingers around the bottom half of the Vectran girl's pulsing shaft.
"That’s a good girl," Bootika snorted and gripped Gerta’s head. "It's been a while since my balls last got a nice hot bath..."
Gerta could easily taste Bootika’s excitement, passing her tongue across the fertile mounds, licking them from top to bottom while deliriously jerking the slowly growing pole of female meat with her right hand. Without thinking much at all, the lusty Gerta opened her maw to the maximum, gently chomping down on Bootika's left nut that was too big to fully fit inside her mouth. The big woman moaned excitedly as Gerta filled her mouth with her nut, greedily sucking on the loose skin of her scrotum, moaning softly with her face buried in the gargantuan sack.
Gerta almost felt silly having hesitated to take on this extremely pleasurable task, being completely addicted to just Bootika’s balls after such a short while. Even being the capable slut she was, Gerta had never enjoyed servicing a cock as much as she was now, already being extremely close to creaming from feeling so hot and tingly all over.
"How fucking big is she...?" Gerta thought, holding Bootika’s thick dick against her palm, and saw it was well over a foot long and growing with each second. Gerta’s thoughts started running wild with how big of a monster Bootika truly had, the thoughts of it only serv-ing to arouse the cock-hungry woman even further.
Gerta retracted her face as she felt the thick middle of a Bootika’s dick sliding past her fingers. The dark beam of lust was at least an inch thicker now as Bootika quickly grew more aroused. Gerta wistfully stopped bathing Bootika's glorious nuts with her mouth, and instead brought her face closer to the actual cock itself, staring wide-eyed as more and more inches of it appeared in front of her eyes. Gerta put both of her hands on Bootika’s thighs to steady herself, panting with her tongue out as the hard, girthy cock just kept on extending, already throbbing nearly three whole feet in length from Bootika's crotch. It was absolutely massive.
Gerta flinched when the behemoth tool finally stopped growing, Bootika's cockhead now resting in her hands, hot, hard and ready for sex. Gerta flinched again as Bootika abruptly slapped it against her breasts, silently watching the girthy tip wobbling about until it eventually reached equilibrium.
"Is this the biggest one you've ever seen, fraulein?" Bootika teased her.
Gerta turned her head to see Bootika with her gazing at her with a devious smile on her long face. "Of course it is..."
“I assume you know what to do with it..." she chuckled.
That was all Gerta could think about. She needed to taste it. She wasn't even fully sure if she could fit the massive head between her jaws, but she still needed to pleasure it.
Gerta quietly seated herself opposite the dangerously big, blunt glans of Bootika’s fuck log, staring down its shaft as saliva rushed onto her tongue. Gerta had no real 'plan' on how to actually take on something this big, as she simply followed her instincts and gave in to lust.
Gerta spread her jaws to the maximum, wiggling her face over the engorged tip of the cock she was holding onto with both hands. It barely fit, having its shape pressing against the roof of her mouth and tongue. The powerful throbs of the tumescent flare permeated through Gerta's entire torso as she sealed her lips around Bootika's girth, fully indulging her tongue in the cockhead’s tip before taking things further.
Gerta licked the incredible cock, tasting the bewildering flavor of a Vectran shemale, very much enjoying both the taste and smell of Bootika's baton. Slowly, Gerta could feel her jaw and throat muscles relax and expand as the tremendous shaft began to go down her throat.
Bootika reached down and grabbed her head with one hand. Gerta felt a strange sensation and looked up at her partner. “Just go with the flow and don’t try to talk, honey. I’m filling you with Vectran hormones and it’s letting you take me...even if you first thought you couldn’t.”
Each inch she swallowed was a gamble, Gerta having to regularly remind herself to breathe properly, as much as her instincts would have made her balk right then and there. Slowly, swallowing something as big as Bootika’s cock became easier, and she wrestled the huge pipe of shemale meat down her gullet with sheer determination and sexual hunger.
Bootika whined and shook her head, the tip of her cockhead aggressively scraping past Gerta's tonsils, over a foot of the monstrous truncheon already inside the ambitious, woman. Gerta felt she was nearly at her limit.
Thoughts of "If she flares now I'm going to choke!" ran through Gerta's head as she took Bootika’s erection deeper into her throat. Just over one and a half feet of it were buried inside her. Gerta rocked her face up and down Bootika’s hot shaft when the signal came in the form of a sharp thrust from the hung Vectran woman into the her mouth.
Gerta's began her task of blowing her extremely endowed partner, hungrily slurping the upper half of Bootika's dong down her gullet like a sleazy backstreet strumpet. Before she even knew it, her mouth was moving on its own to satisfy Bootika, taking in almost unhealthy amounts of dick in one undulation of her head, all the while salivating feverishly.
Gerta was in a daze, her entire mouth throbbing as she wantonly pushed over a foot of fantastic meat inside it at increasing intervals, twitching every time the blunt tip scraped the back of her throat. Gerta could feel saliva oozing out from between her lips and dripping down her chin, the raw shape and size of Bootika's cock making her go wild as she suckled on the magnificent cock of her partner.
"Easy there girl..." Bootika chuckled and leaned her body forwards, giving Gerta even more of her dick to play with. Gerta just kept swallowing the gargantuan cum hose down her throat, her hot moans muffled almost entirely against the rigid beam of throat-clogging meat.
Fully indulged in worshiping Bootika’s cock, Gerta twitched with surprise as she felt something thick and gooey splashing to the back of her throat. Now each time she brought her face down towards Bootika, she could feel the same wet sensation run down the back of her throat. A new, racy odor began tickling Gerta's nostrils from the inside. Was Bootika already...?
Gerta involuntarily pulled her head back, dislodging her face from Bootika’s length, taking a deep breath through her nostrils as she stared at the wildly throbbing tip of her prick connected to her tongue with a thick strand of pre-cum. Her mouth was still open in awe as a thick rope of fluid got launched directly onto her tongue and down her throat, its salty, potent flavor instantly making Gerta squirm where she sat.
“Don’t you dare back out on me now, Gerta,” Bootika panted. “If you want the big change we talked about, you’ve gotta swallow as much of me as you can.” There was another rope of it jetting into her mouth soon after, and another, Gerta having to quickly swallow as her mouth was rapidly filling with Bootika's juice. The Vectran woman lurched forward, her thick baton of sex mashing past Gerta’s lips and down her gullet. The spewing rod soon amped up its production, squirting more jism directly into Gerta's gut.
Gerta hastily sucked as fast as she could, thinking about what it would be like once Bootika actually came.
“Don’t worry about me running out of gas, honey.” Bootika seemed to read her mind. “The more of me you swallow, the easier the next part’ll be.” Tasting the flood of cum gushing into her mouth eventually drove Gerta wild with need and she leaned back and raised her hands to knead Bootika's balls while sucking her off, trying to give her as much stimulation as she could. Was it her imagination or did Bootika's sack feel even heavier than before? She could have sworn the huge orbs had swollen up at as they throbbed against her hands.
Without saying a single word, Bootika backed up two steps and pulled her dick out from the moist caress of Gerta's face. The imposing Vectran woman stepped forward, and twisted her hips slapping Gerta to the floor with her hefty scrotum. Shocked by getting whacked in her face by the heavy pair of wrecking balls, Gerta couldn't help a cold shiver from dancing along her spine as Bootika now loomed above her chest.
“I’ll bet you thought you’d only have to suck me off, honey...but you’re not getting off that easy.”
As she was gazing at the majestic balls of Bootika, Gerta still couldn't quite believe what was happening. Bootika's sex cannon was still fully erect and a thick stream of juice ran down the underside of the great baton. Just seeing it again was enough to reinvigorate Gerta. Gerta greedily planted her tongue on the very base of it, greedily running her face along the entire length of Bootika's cock, scooping up the heavy trail inside her mouth in the process. The blunt cockhead squirted out more cum as Gerta made her way up to it, catching the newest, freshest rope straight into her mouth from the salacious tap as she brought her face over it once more.
Gerta tried wrapping her lips back around the monumental shaft that was the size of her arm but was abruptly stopped from doing so by Bootika, who grunted and brashly moved away.
"Oh no, that won't cut it anymore fraulein…I want your ass..." Bootika said with an outright malicious grin, pointing at the bed in indication of where she wanted Gerta.
Gerta's heart skipped a beat. She was to take that into her tailhole? A twister of emotions began raging inside her head. As much as the thought of being fucked by Bootika frightened Gerta, she was also feeling oddly excited. Her own cock quickly shot back up to full mast as she imagined the rough and animalistic fucking the Vectran woman was capable of. What it would feel like to lie in front of Bootika’s beast and have her monstrous balls pummeling her backside as the rugged woman took her.
"I hope you're not planning on backing out..." Bootika cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrows. Gerta shook her head. "Then come here..." Even though Bootika didn't particularly raise her voice, the weight behind her punctuation was fairly threatening.
Gerta quickly assumed her position, lying down on her back on the bed while sticking out her behind for Bootika.
"Now that's more like it!" Bootika huffed, kneeling down to gently nudge Gerta's ass with her face, spreading her butt cheeks further apart with her hands. "Now let's see the merchandise!"
Bootika took a long, wet lick along the whole length of Gerta's crease, and gently felt up the entire surface of her buttocks with her mouth, using her thick lips to get a feel of the shape and texture of her new fuck doll. It felt weird, but extremely pleasant in the same depraved fashion as Gerta had enjoyed blowing Bootika's meat.
Bootika stood up, letting her monster cock stretch out over Gerta’s abdomen. The incredible shaft dwarfed Gerta’s own erection, reaching all the way to the bottom of her huge breasts, nudging against them.
"How bad do you want it, Gerta?" Bootika asked. “A meat monster like this can be yours, but only if you’re willing to pay the price.”
Gerta felt Bootika dragging her thick cock around on her tummy, the skin getting soiled by her pre-cum in seconds. Her own dick, nowhere Bootika’s in size, was equally hard and leaking just as much when she felt the hot and throbbing tools rub together.
“We are at ze point of no return,” she hissed at Bootika. “Zere is no way I am turning back now!”
A wave of anxiety-filled anticipation filled Gerta's body when she felt Bootika's huge battering ram sliding off her tummy and briefly dropping out of sight. Gerta twitched and managed to stifle a surprised moan when Bootika made her erect fuckpole jump up, its blunt tip landing in just the right spot, slowly tracing lower and lower until it was precisely where the she wanted it to be. Gerta felt a rope of the pre-cum splattering onto her winking sphincter and tensed up even more.
"That’s my girl..." Bootika leaned over and blew some warm air onto Gerta's ears and face. "You definitely want to be more relaxed for this…" But it was impossible for Gerta to relax. How could she, when she was about to be fucked by someone as huge as Bootika?
"Use that mirror up there and take a good look at what’s gonna happen to ya!”
Bootika moved her hips with such speed and vigor that Gerta didn't even register her ass swallowing half of her huge cock on Bootika's first thrust. The sensation of getting her guts slammed in by thick shemale dick came as a bittersweet aftershock to the abrupt penetration. Bootika leaned over and gripped Gerta’s hands, holding her in place as she forced more of her hefty endowment into her. It nearly made her cum right on the spot.
Gerta didn't know what to feel. All she knew was that she was full of cock. Full of big, hard, veiny shemale cock, her entire lower half throbbing in unison with the fat length buried over a foot deep inside her plump behind. Gerta began to sweat profusely, her ass having great difficulties in trying to accommodate an object as big as Bootika’s dick. With a roar, Bootika leaned forward and now had over one and a half feet inside of Gerta. Her sphincter was hot and aching as it faced the thickest part of Bootika’s breeding pole, locked in a lewd kiss around it.
Gerta nearly blacked out as more cock meat was forcibly rammed into her violently cramping tailhole. There was an audible thump when Bootika's balls smashed against Gerta's ass. The harsh impact from Bootika’s dick had created a wild, incapacitating pleasure ravishing Gerta’s frame as soon as she looked up at the mirror at herself. But that pleasure ended up being nothing compared to when Gerta's body finally realized just how much shemale meat it actually had inside it, the loin-burning sensation of it again arriving a few seconds later.
Gerta moaned without restraint, her erect cock felt ready to ejaculate without touching.
She was shocked that someone as powerful as Bootika was shooting off so soon. The feeling of her ass nearly split in half by the girth of Bootika dissipated with each healthy rope of she-male ejaculate giving way as even more pleasure flowed through her body. The incredible penetration in her butt twisted the features of Gerta's face into an expression of a shameless slut: eyes slowly rolling back into her skull, mouth agape and drooling.
Being rectally impaled by Bootika’s cock was addictingly pleasurable and feeling so helpless and small compared to her made Gerta’s pussy cum nearly twice as hard as she usually did.
“Guess what, honey? The real sex between us has barely begun.”
A hoarse moan was abruptly forced out of Gerta's throat as she felt the very back of her tight colon expanding yet again. Suddenly, Gerta's ass was even more full of cock, Bootika's glans growing wider and reaching an inch or two deeper inside the desperately moaning fraulein. Gerta was sure she was going to break from the stretching her insides took on.
“How do you like my cock? Just wait until I seed your tight cunt for good!" Gerta gasped as she thought of Bootika had given her pussy the same treatment her ass was going through. The blissful moment of respite was regrettably short-lived as it was now time for Bootika to start doing what Vectran shemales like her did best.
Bootika's mating was rough and unforgiving, just as anyone could have expected from a beast as big as the Vectran woman. Gerta was left clutching onto the bed, the intense blend of pain and pleasure of being violently mated contorting her face as Bootika effectively turned her asshole inside out with her huge, throbbing prick. Bootika dragged Gerta back and forth as she pleased, only interested in getting her rocks off as fast and efficiently as possible.
Three whole feet of pulsing, hot shemale dick slipped past Gerta's dilated anus like it was nothing, the impressive girth of Bootika doing a good job of loosening her hole up for even more aggressive fucking. Bootika's destructive jabs increased in pace, the sphincter-stretching, gut-compressing sex kept relentlessly on, her moans getting louder and louder. Bootika's sperm factories thumped against Gerta's rump with considerable force, each heated slap they made elicited a submissive moan from Gerta, whose cock and balls were slowly transforming underneath her partner.
Gerta began to lose control from the frantic sex. With Bootika holing her hands and pressing down on her, she couldn’t move. And her own gigantic breasts flopped back and forth from the force of Bootika’s thrusts, the giant mounds nearly cutting off her vision as they moved violently.
Suddenly a feeling like Gerta had never felt before came over her prick. This was different from the previous times she’d had sex as a shemale. A wave of indescribable pleasure surged through Gerta as her dick began to shoot off. Any orgasms she experienced with a cock before were blown away by what she felt now. Like a fountain starting up, a huge torrent of jism shot out from Gerta’s cockhead, traveling completely over her head to land on the wall behind her. To her shock and amazement, her dick continued on with the prodigious splurts, unleashing a dozen more such splurts before it finally began to tire.
While her own cock was still shooting off, Gerta felt Bootika’s cock sliding out of her ass at last. Bootika gripped her nuts with one hand and stoked her dick with the other. She looked down at Gerta with a look of sexual pride. Massive streams of cum rocketed out of Bootika’s cock, landing all over Gerta’s face and tits.
"I told ya it’d be worth it, didn’t I Gerta? It's been such a long time since I last got to fuck such a welcoming ass as yours!” Gerta could only gasp in the overwhelming waves of pleasure she was feeling. For a moment she thought she had passed out from the incredible experience.
“Mein gott! I have never felt anything like zis before…”
“Take a look at what made that pop shot possible, Gerta.” Bootika pointed to the ceil-ing mirror, knowing her partner was nearly spent and couldn’t rise just yet. She leaned back so Gerta could have a clear view of her own body.
Gerta stared at her own crotch in wonder. The shaft of her cock was still the same, but her balls had been transformed. Each nut was now considerably larger than a softball; even Bootika’s larger hands could barely hold one of them.
“Take a look at these beauties.” Bootika fondled and stroked them. “Quite a nice set and I’ve seen some impressive hangers, let me tell ya.” Gerta still had a look of confusion. Her nuts had been changed, but what about the rest of her? “Don’t worry, this is only ‘stage one’, honey...I surely wouldn’t leave the job half-finished on you.” Something in Gerta’s mind told her to accept Bootika’s explanation and she relaxed. “You just take a little nap and then I’ll bring in some help and we’ll take care of the other half for you.” Gerta’s head was spinning with what had just happened, and the idea of someone new in her hideout was too much and she slipped briefly into dreamland.
Several minutes later, Gerta arose and looked at herself. It had taken years to getting used to having such enormous breasts; but people liked looking at those. Having something this large between her legs could present all sorts of problems outside of the bedroom. She looked at Bootika and was about to confront her when she heard another voice from the other side of the room.
"Those nuts weighing you down, sweetie? I just might have the cure for that!" An ominous chuckle echoed in the room.
