Jaune--
My heart pounded in my chest as I focused, allowing my consciousness to slip out of my body. A sense of weightlessness engulfed me as I became a small ball of light, darting around the room with ease. The world around me seemed vast and surreal from this perspective. My dorm room, with its familiar clutter and comforting mess, felt different. Objects appeared larger and more imposing.
Just as I was getting used to this ethereal state, the door creaked open. Ren walked in, his footsteps a rhythmic echo in the otherwise silent room. In my light form, I zoomed around in a frenzied manner, the sudden intrusion jolting me with surprise. I wasn't used to anyone being here while I practiced.
Ren seemed oblivious to the small, glowing orb zipping around him. I tried to stay calm, but an erratic spark of my semblance sent me careening out of control. I spiraled downward, my consciousness drawn towards him with an inexplicable force. Before I could react, I felt myself sucked into Ren's pants, a strange sensation enveloping me as I was pulled into a confined space.
I materialized inside a dark, warm chamber. Before me stood a small command desk, dimly lit by a faint glow. I had no idea where I was. The space around me felt enormous yet oddly constricting. Panic set in as I struggled to understand my surroundings. Then, a peculiar sensation hit me—a desperate need to pee. The feeling was so intense, it almost overwhelmed me.
Thunderous footsteps echoed around me, making my chamber sway lightly. Light flooded in as the chamber was freed from its confines, and I realized I was being held above a toilet. The realization hit me like a freight train. I was inside Ren's penis.
The yellow liquid began to pour out, the sensation unnerving and surreal. I felt every drop as it emptied into the toilet. My thoughts raced. How had I ended up here? More importantly, how was I going to get out? The bizarre nature of my semblance had never led to something like this before.
Ren's hand grasped the organ, shaking the last few drops. I could feel the pressure of his fingers, the subtle movements as he tucked himself back into his pants. Darkness enveloped me again, but the oppressive sensation remained. My mind raced, desperately searching for a solution.
Being inside Ren's penis was nothing short of horrifying. The environment was cramped and unbearably intimate. The command desk in front of me seemed like a mockery of control. I had no way to influence my surroundings or communicate my plight. All I could do was wait and hope that Ren wouldn't notice anything amiss.
Desperation mounting, I examined the command desk more closely. My heart sank as I realized the only thing I could control was Ren's erection. The implications were both absurd and mortifying. I hesitated, not wanting to test the control, but I was trapped with no other options.
Time passed slowly. The rhythmic movements of Ren's walking, the occasional sitting and standing—all of it was an unsettling reminder of my predicament. Every minute felt like an hour, each jolt and motion amplified in my confined state. I needed to concentrate, to find a way to reverse my semblance and return to my body.
But as hours turned into what felt like days, boredom began to gnaw at me. My mind drifted, desperate for any kind of distraction. The confinement was driving me to the brink of madness. I glanced at the control panel again, the option to control Ren's erection taunting me.
Ren's movements suddenly changed. I felt my world shift as he sat down. A new sensation prickled through the darkness—a hand on Ren's lap. My heart raced as the hand started to rub slowly. The pressure built, sending jolts of sensation through me.
Every moment around the sensitive area felt like a direct touch to my being. The rubbing continued, each stroke driving me closer to the edge. My emotions spiraled, a mixture of embarrassment, arousal, and desperation overwhelming my senses. I wanted to scream, to escape, but all I could do was endure the maddening touch.
My senses were overwhelmed, trapped in the intimate darkness of Ren's most private part. I had no idea what was going on outside, only the rhythmic motions and the steady thump of Ren's heartbeat surrounding me. Desperation clawed at my mind, trying to find any semblance of understanding in this bizarre situation.
Suddenly, a small screen flickered to life to my right. It was as if the universe was granting me a window to the outside world. The screen displayed Ren's view, a live video feed of what he was seeing. My curiosity piqued, I watched intently. The screen showed the familiar surroundings of a classroom. It looked like combat class, and Ren was sitting at the far back.
The room was abuzz with activity, students engrossed in watching a sparring match in the middle of the room. Ren's gaze panned across the room, briefly catching glimpses of his classmates. My eyes widened when Ren's view settled on Nora, specifically on her breasts, constrained by her tight shirt. It was then that I noticed Nora's arm, her hand hidden from view but clearly leading down to Ren's lap.
A sudden, intense sensation surged through me as Nora's hand began to move, slowly rubbing up and down. It was as if her hand was wrapped directly around me. The sensation was excruciatingly vivid, every movement translated into a tactile experience that I could feel in agonizing detail. The atmosphere in my chamber grew musky, the scent thickening with each passing moment.
Overcome with a whirlpool of emotions, I turned my attention to the control panel. A lever caught my eye, the only form of control I had. With a mix of trepidation and curiosity, I turned the lever up a little. Instantly, I felt Ren's penis growing through the fabric of his underwear. The sensation was surreal, like I was the penis itself, expanding and pressing against the constraining cloth. Each millimeter of growth was a cascade of raw, unfiltered sensation.
The screen displaying Ren's view moved in front of me, taking up my entire field of vision. Nora's face loomed large, her expression sultry and mischievous. She silently moved her hand underneath Ren's pants, her fingers wrapping around his growing erection with a firm yet gentle grasp. The sensation of her touch was overwhelming, nearly bringing me to my knees.
Her hand started to pump slowly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. Each stroke was a symphony of sensations, her fingers gliding smoothly along the sensitive skin. I could feel the heat of her hand, the subtle pressure, the rhythm of her movements. My consciousness reeled, barely able to process the intensity of the experience.
Nora's face filled the screen, her eyes locked onto Ren's with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. She bit her lower lip, her hand continuing its methodical movements. I was caught in a maelstrom of emotions, my senses bombarded by the intimate, erotic touch. It was maddening, the pleasure and discomfort blending into an inescapable loop.
Every stroke, every squeeze, every motion of her hand was a visceral reminder of my predicament. The chamber felt more confined than ever, the musky atmosphere thickening with my mounting arousal. I was trapped, unable to escape the relentless stimulation, the connection to Ren's sensations unyielding.
Nora's hand moved with increasing confidence, her grip tightening slightly as she pumped. The sensation was almost too much to bear. My consciousness seemed to blur at the edges, overwhelmed by the raw, primal experience. I could do nothing but endure, feeling every exquisite, torturous detail as if it were my own.
Nora's giant face filled the view screen again, her eyes locked onto Ren's with a sultry, almost predatory look. The sight drove me crazy, her seductive gaze and slow, deliberate movements sending shivers down my spine. Her hand continued to pump Ren's erection, the sensation magnified a hundredfold within my confined chamber. I couldn't hold back any longer—I pushed the lever all the way forward. Ren's erection surged, growing quickly under her touch.
Nora's tongue slid out of her mouth, wetting her lips as her thumb rubbed the sensitive head of Ren's erection. The touch was electrifying, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through me. A small red button appeared on the console with the word "Release" on it, but I held off pressing it, savoring the maddening pleasure of her hand driving me wild.
She bit her lip, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh in a way that was both enticing and torturous. My willpower crumbled under the onslaught of sensations. I couldn't hold myself back any longer. With a desperate need for relief, I pressed the button. Instantly, I felt my chamber start to shake, the vibrations intensifying with each passing second.
Almost in slow motion, I felt the cum shooting up through Ren's erection. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced, a mix of intense pressure and profound release. It exited into Ren's underwear and Nora's waiting hand, each pulse a wave of overwhelming relief. I had never felt more relieved in my life.
As the pulsations subsided, I looked up to see the lever slowly sliding back down on the console, and I felt Ren's erection softening. The aftermath of the release left me breathless, my senses still tingling with residual pleasure.
On the view screen, I saw Nora raise her hand to her face from Ren's viewpoint. Her fingers glistened with the cum, and she brought them to her mouth, licking it off in a slow, deliberate fashion. The sight was almost enough to get me going again, her actions teasing and provocative. But I was too exhausted, my body and mind drained from the intense experience.
The screen disappeared, leaving me in darkness once more. The wetness of the inside of Ren's underwear pressed against me, a sticky reminder of what had just transpired. The musky atmosphere of the chamber seemed even thicker now, the scent mingling with the lingering sensations of pleasure.
I lay there on the floor of my chamber, trying to process everything that had happened. The confinement, the control, the overwhelming sensory input—it was all too much. My mind drifted, teetering on the edge of consciousness. The exhaustion was too great, and I felt myself slipping away, my thoughts fading into a haze.
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So I wanted to try a different kind of transformation.. let me know what you think.