My desire for an older women led me to do something drastic
That is, turning my ditto into a replica of her
It was a little unnerving at first, the silent judgment of her eyes
Normally she would have said something derisive if I stared at her too long
While the ditto mimicked her piercing gaze, it couldn't replicate her voice
Yet that didn't matter, because it was that gaze that always made my cock twitch
Now it was upon me as I undressed
Shoes, shirt, pants, and by the time I got to my underwear I was already fully erect
As foolish as it seemed, I felt the need to cover myself
Why had I undressed so quickly?
Despite knowing it wasn't her, I could feel my face growing hot as I blushed
I could almost hear saying "Why hide what no one wants to see? You pathetic excuse for a man."
The usual sorts of things
Did the ditto know I was small?
It certainly knew something, as at the sight of my nude body she leaned back and made a seductive gesture
Right, it had come from a breeding farm after all
It must have been quite experienced, and no doubt taken much larger cocks
The thought of it wearing this form while taking countless pokécocks filled my mind
My daydreaming was cut short as she spread her thick thighs
Her pussy was plump, labia barely able to part
Knowing what I sought, perhaps growing impatient, she gaped her holes with her hands
Vagina and anus winked in unison, the former drooling juice over the latter
I swallowed, mouth feeling dry
Crawling across the bed, I almost buried my face right in her pussy
I needed a closer look, a smell, a taste
The detail was immaculate, down to the pubic stubble
The aroma was sickly sweet
The taste...
My tongue met slime
Not pussy slime, ditto slime
Her shape had become liquid, my face sinking in as my body was wrapped in it
I fought to break free of it, but my hands met nothing solid
Breath was running short, but finally the ditto allowed me to surface
It was still part in her form, torso made of semi-solid goo
With my arms and legs still stuck inside her, my face was forced to rest upon her breasts
She caressed my head, a rather wicked look on her face
Then I felt something press against my ass

Had the ditto mistaken me for a female?
Surely it has seen my dick
Even if it hadn't, surely it could feel it
It must know, so then...
This was intentional
This was her
It had to be her
Somehow the ditto had known exactly what she'd have done
Lure me in just to humiliate me
The imitation was too perfect
And now it would have its way with me
I barely felt the tip as it passed through my anus
In an instant it had been buried deep in my guts
I screamed
She took advantage of this by shoving her tongue down my throat
Shamefully, having my ass and mouth both violated, I came
But she was not going to allow this
Before even a drop of cum escaped, a tight grip formed around my balls to stop any sperm escaping
I was the one to be bred, not her
Her body shifted around me, hips formed against my ass
Then she thrust into me again
No draw back, no release from the pressure in my guts
Her gelatinous body simply moved through itself, the next cock forming over the other

I could barely feel her toying with my nipples, teasing my cock, tugging my balls, or tonguing my throat
All I could focus on was my ass being fucking me an endless stream of cock
The force would have crumpled me if she wasn't holding me in place
As my screaming grew louder she wrapped her lips around mine to silence me completely
I couldn't breathe, not without her permission
She would gave me just enough air to keep from blacking out, trapping me in the sensation of bliss
I barely clung to consciousness
Thoughts past me, leaving as quickly as they came
How many times had I cum?
How long had it been?
Where was I?
My mind... almost blank
