The Freak (Patreon)

As much as Daven loves his family, his love for his job is beyond this world. Working for the same company for almost fifteen years, he feels like he belongs to this company. His job schedule and strict discipline make him the perfect employee, and no one could tell that statement is a lie. His work ethic is outstanding to the point of being considered insane. His love and ethic for his job are beyond this world.

He could not have been able to live without his job ethic and his love for his family. At the age of forty, his body has been graced not so well; his overweight physique is the proof of it, but things like the physical aspect are not the ones who care for him so much. To this point in his life, family and work are the only things that matter in his life, nothing more, nothing less.

After a long journey, he comes back home to spend the night with his family, go to dinner, and watch a movie. As he was lost in his thoughts, a man called him by his name. He turned his head to find a middle-aged guy wearing a large black coat that covered his body entirely. Davon had never seen this guy before; how did he know his name? he thinks, looking at the guy.

"Hey, look at you. Have you been eating a lot recently, huh?" The guy says with a smirk on her face, looking at Davon's overweight shape, that these words make Davon's face freeze. As much as he doesn't care about his appearance, he finds these words so disrespectful to him. Davon just looks at him with anger, lets him know he has no idea who he is, and proceeds to make his way towards his car.

"Oh, c'mon, Dina, don't pretend you don't know me, please." He takes Davon by his hand, taking him by surprise, and without thinking twice, gives him a kiss, their lips making contact in a very wacky fashion, kissing Davon for a couple of seconds before breaking the kiss, leaving Davon completely in shock at this awkward event. "And now? Do you remember me now, Dina?" The freak says, followed by a wink, Davon is in shock, and without saying a single word, a bunch of thoughts inside his mind, the ones from what this man kissed him, or why is he calling by "Dina" or the sudden tingling all over his body? For whatever reason, a moan is escaping from his lips, a very feminine moan, by the way. Instantaneously, he shuts his mouth with both hands, but there is an undeniable arousal growing inside his body. He notices his dick growing erect, a pleasure overcoming his senses, turning his worries into a fog of pleasure.

He just let out another feminine and sultry moan escaping from his lips, this time though he could not help, his thighs rubbing together. The sensation was so pleasurable that he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Whatever thing has caused him to be this horny, or who is this freak who is just grinning out at him and misspelling him by Dina, it doesn't matter anymore; the only thing on his mind is to release this growing arousal; he needs to do something with this horniness. And that was what he did.

Davon unzipped his pants and started to jerk off his ragging erection like a complete maniac.

"I'm so fucking horny." He says between breaths, a few people noices the espectacle of this overweight balding man jerking off, looks so funny and stupid at the same time, but it doesn't care for him anymore,nor his wife, his childs or his job, just his final momenyts of his existance, he want to stop, but the pleasure is too much for hius poor brain to handle, a dreadful feeling that this is pleasure is so dangerous that it might treaten his life, his body srippling, he didn't notice the exces of fat from his entire shape disolved into nothing, the pounds of a full life of lack of self care melting like nothing, leaving in its place a slim, toned shape, with each cumshot his body changes further, his face turning angiular, his double chin receding, the wrinkles from a old hardworking life vanishes, the big nose shrunk, his lips plumping forming a O. The pleasure is overflowing, his vision obscured by the long strands of hair growing from his scalp. In a few seconds, his face transformed into that of a young woman no older than 20 years old.

His dick keep spurting loads of white seed, his body compressed entirely, the middle-aged chunky look turning into a little tight and hot shape, his clothes look like a tent on his body, except for the two big spheres growing from his chest, turning luscious pair of tits, his pale complexion gained a caramel hoe, turning more into a complete version of his old life, his dick now completely gone replaced by a wet slit. "Dina, how do you feel?" The freak says that looking at the slutty woman with nothing but a large shirt covering her tight body, her eyes got blank for a moment after returning to her senses. The memories from an old life gone for good and the slutty moments of a young, hedonistic life are the only ones that she remembers.

"Fine, great mi amor, quieres follar?" Dina asked her client, her favorite client. She gave him a wink, biting her lips and rubbing her naughty slit. She is in her third year living in the States, and his Hispanic accent makes things appealing to the locals. She is a horny bitch in heat, and she doesn't hesitate about sexes, from men to women to orgies, every single thing to get what she needs: sex and bucks. "You just need to ask." The freak grins out as he unzips his pants, revealing his hard member to his Latina slut. "Que rico papi." She kneels and gives him the usual blowjob with her delicious cocksucker lips.

"Oh sh*t, dejame quitar esta mierda," she says, stripping off the oversized shirt. Why does she wear something like that? She is thin. "I need these big ones to breathe, ahora si papi," she moaned, her pussy dripping in anticipation like the bitch in heat she is so proud to be.