1078 Faking It
Date- 4 April 2321
Time- 11:15
Location- Southern Region, Blossom District, Unknown Location
“Jill, Wtf? Jill! Can you hear me?” I had strong evidence to believe that Jill’s ovaries had taken over Jill’s body. So I called her out to verify before I took the necessary actions.
“Ohhhh!”
“Mhm!”
“…” my question was received with pleasure-filled moans and groans. Right now, I was barely doing any work, Jill’s folds used their super suction to move my his to and fro. The speed and rhythm were alright but it was now near what I had achieved at my peak.
This gave me more evidence that Jill’s body was willing to cross any biological norms just to have me achieve orgasm or shall I say feed it my sperm. Just when I was planning to do something drastic for Jill’s and my sake, I heard an eerie voice, “W-wyatt-t C-cu-m in-ide meee!”
“Wyatt-t Cumm inside mee!”
“Wyatt cum inside me!”
“Wyatt cum inside me!”
The eerie voice was no other than Jill- to be exact Jill’s ovaries. Not only did it take over Jill’s vocal cord but it mimicked her voice and also learned to express its demands to me in human language and kept repeating it, like a broken old recorder. That wasn’t the freakiest part, I got a sense that it knew I knew it wasn’t Jill but her ovaries talking.
“Wyatt cum inside me!”
“Wyatt cum inside me!”
‘As if anybody could possibly cum to that voice,’ I thought before beginning to implement my point.
My first contingency was to return to my normal size and quickly put out before Jill’s body could react. A simple plan, what could possibly go wrong?
As my body reverted to its original size Jill’s vagina reverted to its original size but once did it lose its grip on my meat shaft.
It was as if it could read my mind, no it was not reading my mind. How could a set of female sexual parts gone rogue read a man’s mind? No silly, it was reading my body. Yes, Jill’s hormones read my hormones and fed them to her ovary which instructed Jill’s body to resize its trap accordingly.
Just like that Jill’s female reproduction threw all of the contingencies I planned out of the window, all except one. This last one seemed absolute, but I felt the same about the previous ones too yet Jill’s ovaries best them with one move so it was too early for me to conclude anything.
The last contingency I was left with was to give Jill’s body what it demanded, my sperm. One thing though these were going to be fake ones with no proteins that were required for impregnation, basically I will be shooting blacks.
As I went through my plan for one last time in my head I heard the flaw in it. Since Jill’s body could basically read my body won’t it know that I was shooting fake sperm incapable of impregnating it?
Now that was a problem, the only way to ensure the success of this plan would be to stop Jill’s ovary from listening in on my body signals. Now that was only possible if I was as strong as Jill but I wasn’t. So, I had to think of something else.
That’s when it hit me since I was faking it. Why not fake it all the way? I mean instead of shooting fake sperm why not fake my impotence? Why stop there? Why don’t I fake my gender?
As I thought that I knew it would not be possible for me to fake my impotence or my gender even if it were to save my life. This was not about me being confident about my manhood, it was entirely about something different. Because just faking it would not work, I would have to be impotent or change my gender until Jill regains control of her body.
Therefore I decided to pretend, I mean I could shut down all body functions and literally disconnect my calamity soul gem from my current body. This would basically mean my soul had left my body. No matter how intelligent Jill’s genitals were they could not force a corpse to impregnate them. They would have to shut down until Jill finds another partner that interests them. I don’t know what the criteria were for Jill’s supernatural sexual awakening but considering that my Gigamite physique and calamity daughter’s soul were one of a kind, one thing was for sure they were set at the near-impossible bar.
Hopefully, once Jill regains control of her body she is able to control what this was. Because I don’t think faking my death for the second time would work on Jill’s sentient genitals. If there was one thing I had come to understand from this experience was to never underestimate what a female body could do. I mean Jill’s body broke all the norms of sex for me, it wasn’t that far from changing the entire definition of sex in my dictionary.
I followed through with my plan, and to my surprise, Jill’s folds continued to suck even on my flaccid dick. It continued to do so until my disconnected body lost its warmth. I had a part in the blame for this as even when limp my meat shaft was humongous for a female vagina. So it did not take Jill’s folds much effort to adapt to my soft dick and continue sucking on it.
When my disconnected body was as cold as a corpse Jill’s vagina finally let go of its shaft and returned to normal. Handling Jill the control of her body.
“Mmm, … what happened?” Jill’s limp body rolled in her fluids covering the floor as she regained consciousness.
“Aaaaarrrhh!”
Soon a high-pitched horror-filled scream sounded throughout the dungeon which was a change of pace compared to the several hours of rhythmic pleasure-filled moans and groans.
“Wyatt, Wyatt! ..wake up! Wyatt!” Jill shook the boy’s cold naked overcoming her initial shock at finding his corpse.