You wake with your first thought being, please let that have been a dream!

 The world is dark and you quickly realize that you have a weight pressing into both sides of your body. Dread surges through you and you put all of your energy into trying to make your body move, to no avail. You are now aware of what this means and you want to vomit, but you do not have the means. You remember your consciousness fading away from the cold semen that had filled you as you lay on the floor, discarded. It felt like you immediately jumped through time to this moment, back in a wrapper.

 Another day and a full ball-sack to empty, the recognizable mental voice sounds through your head, holding a merry tone. It makes you sick how little this man cares about your feelings and how he is joyed by the fact that he will dump what seems like gallons of viscous spunk into you.  

Your mind is assaulted by sudden vision and you are looking to the unopened condom on the nightstand next to his bed. You already know that it is you that lies there and you feel the man’s grin in your mind. His closer hand retrieves your packaging and he brings you up to his mouth to open up your prison.

 You see him coaxing his cock up and before long you are being conformed to his dick, taking the shape of every vein as your own. He is still growing within you, expanding you to your limits, as he strokes himself.

You watch him handle his meat, pumping it steadily. You wonder why you have not seen the woman, why she would be willing to wait while he lazily got himself off. His cock pulsates regularly and generates immense amounts of heat within you. His fingers massage the head of his phallus and you feel a particularly powerful twitch. Precum is trickling into your insides.

 His eyes travel upward and close, leaving you in darkness as he begins to pump his cock with more fervor. You soon realize what is happening. There is no partner for him this time. He is masturbating and using you to make sure he does not have a mess to clean up. You are just a convenience to him, a means to an end. A cum filled, pleasurable only for him end. You are his cum dump. You have no other purpose in life.

 His fingers are gripping you rather firmly as they move up and down your length. You can feel the twitches of his cock quicken and the heat rise and you know he is getting close. The hand leaves you for just one moment and when it returns, you feel a warm slime coat you as he continues to jerk himself. He spit in his hand, you realize, his pace now very quick.

 And then his molten junk explodes into you, ballooning your body to make room. He pumps shakily, squeezing out all he can. He releases his dick, which stands up for a few moments before slowly descending to rest on his stomach. You can feel his body rise and fall with his breathing, quick at first, but steadily calming. You try not to think about how you have semen pooling in your guts, but you can feel it sticking to everything it can touch, coating your insides. And the monster cock still remains lodged within you.

 You feel the man sigh and then your world twists as he stands. You still grip his dick, but part of you hangs painfully from the tip, weighed down by the massive amount of spunk he had released. He is still mostly erect as he begins to walk and vision returns to you. He approaches a computer chair, sitting heavily. He begins searching the web and you find it very disorienting to not be able to control the eye movement, so keeping up with what he was reading was impossible. That is, until he seemed to find what he was looking for.

 His eyes and your vision trained on an image and while it took you a moment to figure out what that image was, you knew it was not something you would enjoy. It was a new possible existence for you – a preview of what was to come. The image was of a fleshlight, a tool used for penile masturbation. And you would become it. I am going to have so much fun, the voice chuckles, as your consciousness fades away, with the last thing you remembering being your removal from the man’s cock and being tied off.