Witch Chronicles

The First Lady put her glass down, saying, "Finally." She waved her
hand down her body. There was a brief shimmer and the First Lady
transformed into something radically different. From the ground up,
her crotch had changed, her cunt having become a dick, a rather large
one; her breasts were now far more massive, a little larger than the
President's; and her head had become a dog's head, a German
Shepherd's.

She got up on her knees behind the President, put her dick to his
ass, shoved in, and began pumping away. I waited patiently until she
finished, screaming in orgasm. She pulled out, sat down, and said,
"Finish yourself off." The President rolled onto his butt, pulled
the hem of his skirt up, took his dick and a breast in hand, and
masturbated himself to orgasm. After he finished, she ran her finger
from his ass up, twirling it through the semen he had ejaculated,
mixing both their semen before lifting it to his mouth. He avidly
sucked the proffered finger into his mouth, bobbing on it like a
little cock before letting it from his mouth.

She licked his cheek and said, "Love, I want to play with the new
girl by myself. Why don't you go recharge?"

A brief grimace crossed his face before saying, "Yes, dear," getting
up, and heading towards the exit. As he passed me, he said, "If you
would have any chance of getting fucked by me, then you will never
deny my wife a thing," and that was all it took. Thanks to that
compulsion the President had placed upon me, there was no way I could
deny him, and thus her, anything.

The President left, and the First Lady said, "Come here." I
dutifully obeyed, whereupon she scrutinized me like a piece of choice
meat. Finally, she said, "A bit too feminine for my preferences, but
definitely doable. Turn around and bend over." I did as I was told,
and she pulled the panties I was wearing down. She took her dick,
shoved it into me, and with less concern than she had shown her
"loving husband," she shoved into me and fucked me until orgasm,
hers, not mine. She showed so little concern for my pleasure that I
was really no closer to orgasm than when she had started.