[Turned Into A Living Fleshlight]

The Transformation

It is only around 6 am in the morning when you, Kevin Mallory, wake up from a good nights rest. On most days around this time you would be sitting on your couch drinking a cup of coffee with your girlfriend as if you two were a married couple, but today she had to work a night shift at her hospital. You get out of your bed to look around for clothes, spot a simple pair of sweatpants and decide to go with that. The daily morning routine goes by. You make breakfast, make coffee, put on a shirt and get yourself ready because today is the day you leave for a very long business trip in Texas. “Huh, this shit is gonna be so tiring, but just look on the bright side, when I get home I’m SO gonna destroy Lucia in bed, and I’m sure she will feel the same…with being away from me for so long” you say to yourself. You are about to take a shower when out of the blue, you see a strange piece of jewelry on the living room table that you have never seen before, therefore you decide to take a closer look. From the looks of it it is a green emerald looking thing, with a golden band encasing it. “What the hell, iv never seen Lucia wear this at all, where did this thing come from” you say, very inquisitively as to how it got here. You reach you hand out to grab it, not realizing the mistake you have just made for yourself. once the necklace is in your hand you start to feel very dizzy, almost as if you stood up to fast and had an out of body experience, you take a few stumbles backward, your eyes slowly fluttering shut as you can hear the heel making a loud humming sound when you faint…


Almost an hour passes by when you finally start to regain consciousness, your eyes slowly open up but what you see is not what you expected. The room around you has seem to have magically grown in scale, everything from the walls to the furniture seemed bigger. It’s only when you try to speak that you start to freak out…because your unable to speak.


“W-w-what the actual fuck!” You think to yourself, trying your hardest to close your mouth, but your mouth is somehow forced open. As seconds go by you start to notice more fucked up things that has changed, your arms and legs are completely gone, your body has taken the form of a vey thick sausage from your ass to your head, as if your neck and body fused together. Your insides also felt extremely empty, like all your organs were gone and replaced with a ribbed hollow inside and the entrance to this flesh tunnel was your mouth and your asshole.

You were completely immobile as you in a way had no bones to speak of, only a tube of flesh and meat with a hole going through it. Worst of all these horrible changes, was since your mouth was forced in a open state the whole time and it felt like your vocal cords were removed somehow, your were completely unable to talk, even if you were able to close your mouth you still couldn’t talk since you had no control of your body, the only nerves you could feel were the ones inside your new hollowed out insides.

“Oh my god oh my god, t-this has to be a joke, a nightmare even…I’ll just close my eyes and wake up from this and everything will be fine” you think to yourself. You try your hardest to close your eyes but your eyelids are also unable to move, the only movement your able to make oj the outside of your body was what direction your eyes were looking, able to see the world around you but nothing else.

It appeared that you have become and onahole by some strange reason. You were around 7 inches long, with a thickness of 3 inches from one side to the other. As far as the rest of the world was concerned you were now nothing but a sex toy now, an object, helplessly laying on the ground and unable to change anything, just waiting to be picked up and used as a cum dumpster by anyone that wanted to.

Minutes pass by now, all your able to do is think as to how this happened and what you could do. All you could honestly do was try your hardest to make somebody realize that your a living person but your inability to talk greatly hinders that option. as the clock reaches 8 am, you hear a familiar sound, the sound of the front door to your apartment opening up, and you hear the very comforting voice call from the hallway. “Hey Kevin, I’m hooommmeee!!!”…