Old Rivalry - Condom TF
Tags: Panties TF, Inanimate, Latex, Permanent, Object TF, Caption, Panties, Latex TF, Condom TF
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Personal Information Name: Jenny | Age: 29 | Gender: Female | TF-ID: TF-JF31TC Treatment Information Transformation: Condom extra thin | Date: 08.03.2025 Doctor: Dr. Kiara Dildine | TF Treatmemt: TF Serum Guardian’s Information Name: Mark | Age: 31 | Gender: Male Notes Everything went fine... a intern performed the procedure. She is ‘special’ and definitely needs to be scolded for her gesture preferences in medical photos. She brought a condom box and put the patient in there. *Note: The guardian lost her... Duration: 1 Week | Next Location: Mike’s cabinet Old Rivalry I am Jenny, 29, I went to our local Dr. Kiara Dildine's TF clinic with my boyfriend, Mark. We planned this like this: I will become his condom today, and he will be truned into a vibrator next week. Simple enough, right? Wrong. Dr. Dildine gets called away for an emergency, leaving me with... Misty. Mark's tattooed goth ex-girlfriend, now apparently an intern. Her blue-black hair and pierced smirk make my blood run cold. "Well, if it isn't Jenny," she purrs. "How's Marky doing?" Before I can answer, she jabs the transformation serum into my arm with a forced smile on her face. "Nnngh!" My body melts, reforming into thin latex. Every nerve ending screams with sensitivity as Misty 'accidentally' spills a box of identical condoms, scooping me up with her mouth and held me in place with her lips. She snapped a photo, her middle finger raised, before pocketing me in her work clothes. Days of total darkness pass until... I smell Mark's scent as Misty takes me out. Both of them were naked and ready to fuck in our apartment. Misty started to pull me on his dick. His thickness stretching me as Misty rolls me down his length with her tongue. "Shhh, don’t be nervous," she coos, mounting him. Each thrust sends mindblowing pleasure through my latex form. When he cums, my consciousness shatters as my condom form bursts open. The last thing I feel is Misty peeling me off, her juices dripping, before she tossed me in the trash. As darkness closes in, I hear her laughing while she reclaims what was once mine... and Mark doesn’t know what happpened...
