Candy Coated 3: Model Behavior

By Lyka Bloom

The adventures of Courtney Tollwyn, the beautiful futa doctor with transformation on her mind, continues!

With a growing harem of lovers, Courtney is approached by a young man whose cosplaying girlfriend has grown distant. When the sexy Asian cosplay model describes her perfect mate, someone as sexy and feminine as she is!

Armed with this new information, Courtney will make the perfect couple, even if she has to create a new woman out of a man to do it...

A new tale of hypnosis, feminization and transformation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lyka Bloom
• Release date: Aug 26, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005417710

Lyka Bloom

Lyka Bloom writes various forms of fiction, but erotica has become a new passion. She preferstransformations and games of control, and enjoys exploring all the perverse kinks bubbling beneath the surface of sexuality.

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CANDY COATED 3:

MODEL BEHAVIOR

by Lyka Bloom

CANDY COATED 3:

MODEL BEHAVIOR

First Edition. August 26, 2022 at Smashwords.

Copyright © 2022 Lyka Bloom

Written by Lyka Bloom

This is a work of fiction. All names, places, likenesses, events, and incidents are fictional, and are in no way intended to describe actual events.

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Somehow Terri's pussy was as tight on what must have been Courtney Tollwyn's hundredth or maybe hundredth hundredth penetration of the transformed bimbo. Courtney's phallic clit pushed deep inside the blonde slut, who did her part in yipping like a hyperkinetic chihuahua at the apex of each thrust.

There was no special occasion, nor was one needed. Since Terri became the bimbo of Courtney Tollwyn's dreams, the only thing the poor slut needed was direction from Tollwyn to keep her frazzled brain from stress and worry and a regular rutting. When Terri had been too long without sex, she became desperate in a way that could easily embarrass others in public.

Terri's gorgeous tan ass was aimed up at her, the former scientist's heavy tits pressed into Tollwyn's desk as the futa therapist held onto the slut's hips like the horn of a saddle, a rider dedicated to surpassing the mythical eight seconds of bucking with little issue.

The doctor's engorged clit tingled and throbbed in advance of her release. While it was nothing new, Courtney still enjoyed her new ability to cum in the way that men could, and even borrowed the lazy aftermath from her purely male counterparts. It had been her desire to be able to compete with the men in her field that led her body to create this new and wonderful appendage. With the slippery pink tube wrapped up in the wet, slick walls of her former partner, now altered to fit Courtney's every need, it didn't take much to send Courtney reeling over the edge of passion and into the realm of the perversely sensual.

Ready for breakfast, slut? Courtney laughed.

Terri squeaked beneath her in answer. Courtney pulled herself deep into Terri's exquisitely slippery pussy and held her shecock there until her cum traveled the length of that swollen member and erupted from the tip, painting Terri's inner walls with futa cum.

The bimbo came, too, her orgasm propelled by the knowledge that she'd fully pleased the center of her world. If Courtney was happy, it followed that Terri would be overjoyed.

You're not as much fun to talk to, Courtney mused, withdrawing from the slut's dripping slit, but you have the world's best pussy.

Terri giggled and wiggled her ass at Courtney Tollwyn as both enticement and lewd agreement. That giddy sensuality was almost enough to seduce Tollwyn into a second round, but the chime rang on the lobby door. Tollwyn took a few steps away from the desk, tucking her shriveling cock away while rocking her hips to fit panties over the roundness of her ass and the shrinking bulge up front. By the time she was zipping up the side of her skirt and stepping back into tall heels, her clit was now sequestered neatly inside her own pussy. The perfect crime, she thought with a grin.

Terri would be worthless while she shuddered in post-coital happiness. She was an incredible lay, but she wasn't much of a receptionist.

The man in the doorway wasn't five