Nano by Melody Mounier Read Free Book Online

broke through and became a twisted kind of pleasure.  The little nub grew so slick with my moisture that he lost his grip.  He chuckled.
    He stood again.  "What was Sam, anyway, but a cheap counterfeit of a man?" he said, walking slowly, deliberately to face me again.
    "Unbuckle my belt with your mouth."  He moved forward, and his crotch was now eye level with my lips.
    I obeyed - what else could I do?  I grasped the tongue of the belt between my teeth and tugged.  It was clumsy work.  He was patient.  His hands were on my bare shoulders.  I pulled the tongue back enough to let the steel tong slide free of its hole, then released.  I leaned forward, gripping the buckle gingerly between my lips, fumbled it to one side.  The belt parted.
    I undid the top button of his slacks in similar fashion, pulling it free of its buttonhole.  I gripped the zipper between my lips and tugged downward over the thick bulge of his cock.
    And then his cock was free, sticking out from his groin like a massive club.  The unnatural length and girth of the thing had been my work - at John's request.  His cock was a foot long and two inches in diameter.  I remembered designing it to be just a little too large for Natalie to suck comfortably.  I hadn't ever expected to see the thing from her viewpoint.  I had been amused by it before; now it was frightening.  I was afraid of what it might do to my insides.
    The hot helmet head grazed my cheek.  I involuntarily shrank back.  John pulled me roughly forward, pressing my face against the underside of the shaft, my nose buried in his hairy scrotum.  His balls slapped against my lips.
    "Smell it," he said calmly. "Smell it; there is a lesson here."  I obeyed reluctantly.  It smelled of sweat, of a man's sex.  I was breathing heavily now.
    "This is something which you have lived with all your life - it was a part of you, integral to your sense of self.  I have taken it from you, and in so doing am forcing you to become something, someone utterly different from the person you might have become, if you had assumed the station and role your born gender demanded.  I'm sure you're not happy with that fact.  But the fact that you were forcibly made female, that your devolution to an inferior gender was not voluntary, does not change your circumstances.  Whatever your potential as a man had been, you are a woman now, and must be made to understand your place.
    "You have a lot to relearn.  I'm going to help you in this, Anne-Marie.  And I'm going to start by helping you understand what your new relationship to this cock is.  It's no longer simply an organ; it's a demonstration of what you're missing, what you cannot have, and whom you must serve."  He pressed the tip of his shaft against my parted lips, holding my head immobile in his strong hands.
    "That you were born a man was an accident, a mistake, as was my birth gender.  I am strong, yet was born into a weak body.  I had the courage and willpower to attain the gender that accident denied me."
    I kept my mouth clamped shut, horrified at the prospect of his huge flesh in my mouth.  His left hand slid over my forehead to my nose; he held my nostrils shut with his fingers and calmly waited.  When I couldnt' hold my breath any longer, and sucked in air, the hot helmet head of his cock slid easily into my mouth.  He held the tip there, where my lips could rest just over the smooth, ovoid ridge of his cock's tip.  His cock head was so large my lips stretched to fit it.
    "You might be thinking it would be a simple matter to just bite the end of my cock off.  I welcome you to try.  The nano-conditioning prevents you from doing conscious harm to any man."
    I tried.  I found that commanding my body to bite down on his hot member was reinterpreted into the opposite of my intention - instead of clamping my jaw down, my jaw relaxed, opened wider.  I shuddered in fear.
    "You were born of the stronger sex, yet you were weak.  Your