Wrong Room - Dildo TF
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DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea join the Discord ServerWrong Room - Dildo TFIn the shadows of feudal Japan, Takeshi belonged to the Kage clan, transformation assassins whose secret arts allowed them to become objects until no longer needed. Their code was absolute…
In the shadows of feudal Japan, Takeshi belonged to the Kage clan, transformation assassins whose secret arts allowed them to become objects until no longer needed. Their code was absolute - once transformed, survival meant staying useful. Death came swiftly to those who failed their purpose. The contract seemed deceptively simple: infiltrate the heavily guarded Crimson Moon palace and eliminate Lord Akashi Masashi. Takeshi observed the compound as a humble tea merchant for three months, noting every detail. The breakthrough came during the Cherry Blossom festival when he overheard two drunk guards discussing their plans to visit the sake houses that night. "Perfect timing," Takeshi thought, slipping past the skeletal night patrol into the lord's private wing. The polished wooden corridors felt endless as he searched for a hiding spot, his heart thundering. Suddenly, footsteps came getting closer to their room, but not the heavy tread of guards. These were soft, deliberate, female footsteps. Swiftly hiding inside the ornate closet, Takeshi's eyes widened. Dozens of pleasure toys lined the shelves. Without hesitation, he transformed into a thick rubber dildo, his consciousness compressed into the unyielding form. Every nerve ending adapted to mimic his new shape, leaving him achingly hard and sensitive. The doors slid open, revealing Lady Sakura, Lord Akashi's prized concubine. Her flowing white hair caught the moonlight like spun silver, blood-red eyes scanning her collection. She was breathtaking - pale skin like fresh snow, full lips painted crimson. "Are my precious ones lonely tonight?" she cooed, slim fingers dancing over her toys. "Oh! What's this new friend?" Takeshi felt her warm hand wrap around his shaft, testing his weight and girth. The sensation was maddening - his transformed body responding as if truly aroused while his mind fought for control. She traced his length appreciatively. "Such excellent craftsmanship. Did my lord leave you as a gift?" Her thumb circled his tip teasingly. "You feel...different. Special." She carried him to the private garden, the cool night air making his wet tip tingle where she'd tasted him. Takeshi desperately tried to maintain his composure as she lavished him with her tongue, but his new form made every lick and kiss feel magnified tenfold. The moisture cooling on his shaft only heightened his sensitivity. When she mounted him to the stone tiles with a wet "thunk," Takeshi knew his challenge was just beginning. Her silk underwear slid away, revealing her glistening folds. The heat of her body engulfed him as she sank down with a breathy moan. "Mmmmm... kami-sama," Sakura gasped, working her hips in slow circles. "You fill me so perfectly..." Takeshi's consciousness nearly shattered from the sensations. Her inner walls gripped him like liquid silk. Each pulse and twitch magnified tenfold through his transformed state. Being permanently erect meant every stroke was exquisitely torturous. Her warmth alternated with the cool night air as she rode him, drawing out his pleasure to near-madness. "Ahhh...ahhh...sugoi!" she cried out, picking up speed. Her breasts bounced freely, nipples hard in the moonlight. Takeshi felt her muscles beginning to clench rhythmically. Fighting his own release became nearly impossible as her wetness dripped down his length. In his desperation to maintain cover, Takeshi focused on his mission. But her next orgasm proved too intense - her walls milking him mercilessly as she screamed into the night. His control finally broke, his essence spurting deep inside her. "Nani?!" Sakura jerked back in shock, lifting off him. She examined his still-rigid form with wonder, searching for some hidden reservoir. Finding none, she hugged him to her chest possessively. "My mysterious treasure," she whispered. "You'll be my favorite from now on. My special Kuro-sama..." True to her word, Takeshi became her constant companion over the following months. He pleasured her nightly, learning every sensitive spot, every breathy moan. When Lord Akashi fell in battle, Sakura discovered she was with child, though no one suspected the father was actually a transformed assassin's seed. As her belly swelled, she relied on "Dildo-sama" even more, using him to ease her pregnancy needs. Takeshi found himself completely devoted to her pleasure, his original mission forgotten. He could have shifted back when she slept, completed his contract. But the thought of leaving her alone was unbearable. Nine months later, she bore a son with startling green eyes - just like Takeshi's natural form. The boy would become the next Lord, raised by his mother and protected by his father's clan, who never discovered their missing assassin had chosen love over duty. In the end, Takeshi remained in his transformed state, needed and cherished by the woman who'd captured his heart. Each night as Sakura drifted to sleep clutching him close, he knew he'd found a far sweeter fate than his origin
