Con-trap-ceptive - Commission (NSFW/Inanimate) (Patreon)

We've all seen those strange pills at the shady gas station that promise to increase your sex drive but instead of the usual eye roll and moving on, you decided to grab a bottle and continue with your purchase. The cashier gave you a confused and concerned look but they weren't paid enough to actually comment on your purchases. You bought your other items as well and continued on with your day, excited to try them with your girlfriend tonight since it was your anniversary.

You arrived back at your home and began to prepare for the night you had ahead. You started off by cleaning the entire house, top to bottom, then moved on to the bedroom. You made the bed with freshly laundered sheets and spread rose petals on it. You finished lighting a few candles when you heard the front door open the exhausted sigh of your girlfriend.

You were already naked when you reached for the bottle. You brushed over the instructions along with the warning that all effects would be reversed in 4 hours assuming that you did not impregnate anyone. You popped a few in and almost immediately felt the effects. Looking at your cock, you watched it begin to harden but surprisingly grow in size right before your eyes, elongating until it was almost double its size. You were hyped but suddenly everything went black.

You awoke in a dark, warm place, unable to move your body. You could hear what sounded like blood rushing all around you from the walls of the room you stood in. You tried your hardest to lift any part of your body but to no avail. You continued your fruitless struggle until you suddenly heard voices. Your girlfriend's to be specific and... was that... your voice? How would that even be possible? You really needed to get out of this prison now!

Your wish was answered when you felt yourself start to move as if your body was some kind of fluid. A rhythm picked up, your inertia causing you to slosh around before your body was squeezed from your confinement. You rushed down a narrow tunnel at a high speed before slamming into something smooth. The wall you collided with was clear which showed you that you were in your bedroom except it was much larger than before, or rather, you were smaller.

Looking around more made you realize what was trapping you, a condom. You couldn't do anything but stare through the plastic-like wall that refused to free you. You didn't believe in magic or any kind of transformation technology but you had to accept the reality that you were literally semen, your's to be specific. How could this be? That didn't matter right now, all that did matter was how you could undo this. That's when it came to you. Didn't it say something about 4 hours? But what was the warning again?

It wasn't until you felt the container holding your liquid body begin to move did you remembered that it specifically warned about unprotected sex. You watched in absolute horror as your girlfriend peeled the condom from the imposter's cock, keeping you within it. You wanted to shout when she tied it off to not let a single drop of you escape. You felt weightlessness for a second as she to tossed you to the nightstand, just able to still view both of them.

This was it, you couldn't do anything but stare with your nonexistent eyes as your body started to ravage the woman you loved. It sent you into anguish knowing that with every thrust, your chance of ever returning to your previous body was becoming smaller and smaller until you could just tell that there was no hope. You felt like a voyeur as you kept watching him slip his now enormous dick into her wet pussy until he convulsed and shot a second load into her. You wanted to cry but it was a physical impossibility now and forever will be, but what you feared most was what was next.

You sat there the entire night, watching the body thief sleep next to the woman you wanted to marry until the light finally began to show through the window. The sleeping bodies began to stir before they both got up, kissing passionately. Suddenly, your girlfriend picked up the condom containing you and held it up to your body, teasingly saying "What should I do with this?"

He chuckled and took it from her, he walked into the kitchen and smiled at you. Did he know? How did he know? Your line of questioning was cut short when he put his foot on the pedal to the trash can and dropped you in. The last thing you saw was his smirk before the lid closed, sealing you in darkness.

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