TF App - Two Catfish - Dildo TF
Tags: Inanimate, Sex Toys TF, Object TF, Caption, Objectification, Rubber, Latex TF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Last Part:TF App - Two Catfish - Dildo TFJackson had been on the TF App for three months now. User #321391. Divorce…
Jackson had been on the TF App for three months now. User #321391. Divorced, lonely, looking for something new. At first he'd been honest. 38 years old, dad bod, but still kicking. The responses were brutal. "Ew old man." "Go back to Facebook grandpa." "Looking for guys my age sorry." One girl had called him a creep for even being on the app. So he changed his profile. Shaved ten years off. Used photos from a vacation five years ago, when he still had abs. Suddenly, the matches came flooding in. Justin caught his eye immediately. 23, blonde, big tits in her profile picture. Way too young for him probably, but she seemed interested. Her messages were weird... She was trying too hard with the emojis and slang. 'Bussin' and 'fr fr' and 'no cap' thrown around randomly. Almost like someone pretending to be young. 'Whatever,' Jackson thought. He accepted her transformation request without overthinking it. 8 hours as her toy. Could be a lot of fun. BZZZZZT The transformation was intense. Jackson's body compressed and hardened, flesh becoming smooth silicone and bones dissolving into gel core. His consciousness squeezed down into a phallic shape, thick and rigid. Blue colored somehow. He could still see, still think, but he was just a dildo now. Sitting on a bed he didn't recognize. The door opened. Jackson's non-existent heart would have stopped. The woman walking in was not 23 or blonde. She was not the girl from the profile at all. She was older, maybe mid-30s, with shoulder-length black hair and striking blue eyes. Her body was mature, soft in all the right places, wide hips and heavy breasts swaying beneath a thin white sweater with no bra. Her nipples poked through the fabric. She was exactly his type. "Okay," she muttered, picking him up. Her hands were warm against his silicone form. "Let's see how you turned out." She examined him closely, turning him over, running her fingers along his length. Jackson felt every touch. "Not bad," she said. Then she sighed. "Look, I need to apologize. I'm not... I'm not 23. I'm 36. I know I lied and that's messed up but..." She sat on the bed, holding him in her lap. "When I put my real age I kept getting ignored. Or worse. One guy called me a gilf. A GILF! I'm not even 40 yet!" She squeezed him harder, frustration in her grip. "I broke up with my partner six months ago. We were together for eight years and then he just... left. For someone younger, obviously. So I downloaded this stupid app thinking maybe I could feel wanted again and instead I get called grandma by young adults." Her voice cracked slightly. Jackson wished he could respond. Tell her he understood completely. Tell her he thought she was gorgeous. "Anyway," she continued, composing herself. "I'm sorry for the catfish. You probably wanted some hot young thing and instead you got..." She gestured at herself. "This..." She stood up and pulled her sweater over her head. Her tits bounced free, large and natural with pink nipples already stiffening. Then her pants came down, revealing thick thighs and a dark bush between her legs. "Might as well make the best of it, right?" She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. Jackson could see everything. Her pussy was wet already, lips parted slightly, glistening in the dim light. She brought him to her entrance and rubbed his tip along her slit. "Mmmm," she moaned softly. "You turned out pretty good, actually." She pushed him inside. Jackson's consciousness exploded with sensation. Wet heat surrounded him, her walls squeezing tight around his silicone form. He could feel every ridge, every flutter, the pulse of her heartbeat through her inner walls. She was so warm. So soft. So fucking perfect. "Ohhhhh god," she gasped, pushing him deeper. "That's nice. That's really nice." She started working him in and out, slow at first, savoring each stroke. Her other hand came up to squeeze her breast, pinching her nipple while she fucked herself with his transformed body. 'This is amazing,' Jackson thought. 'She's amazing!' He'd wanted a mature woman all along. Someone his age who understood life, who had experience, who knew what she wanted. And here she was, riding him like she needed it more than air. "Fuck you're thick," she panted, picking up speed. "Is this... unnnngh... is this your real size?" Jackson wished he could answer yes. It was. Every inch of his dildo form matched what he had as a human. Average length but thick. She seemed to appreciate it. Her movements grew frantic. Hips bucking, tits bouncing, sweat forming on her skin. She gripped him tight and slammed him deep, grinding her clit against her palm with each thrust. "Oh god oh god oh god YES!" She came hard. Her pussy clamped down on him like a vice, walls spasming, wetness flooding out around his silicone body. She cried out, back arching off the bed, riding the orgasm for what felt like forever. When she finally came down, she was panting heavily. She didn't pull him out. Just left him buried inside her whil
