Filtered (Quickie)
Richard was gutted he couldn't see his girlfriend Lara because of lockdown. She couldn't bubble with him because she already shared a house with two other people - her friend Abby and Abby's boyfriend Steve.
Instead he had to console himself with online calls and the occasional meet-up when the rules allowed. It sucked.
Calling Lara on her laptop, he grinned to see her smart and intelligent face pop up. He wished he could kiss her.
"How are you?" he asked wistfully.
"Missing you... I'm bored. Abby went out shopping and Steve is playing games upstairs. Wish you were here."
As they chatted, Richard began playing in the call settings and he noticed a series of new filters had been added included one called an 'IR' filter. Intrigued he pushed it.
All at once two things happened. First a pop up appeared letting him know Lara was now the host and her image on the screen radically and instantly transformed.
"What the fuck did you do?" gasped Lara - her voice younger and bitchier. She must have been shocked because she never normally swore.
"Shit... sorry, I put on some dumb filter... sorry, make me host again and I'll turn it off."
"No... you don't understand," pouted Lara. "I've really transformed. My body has changed and I feel... different. This is for real."
Richard laughed, "Very funny - but can you turn the filter off now or give me hosting rights again?"
Lara grinned shaking her head and, standing up to move away from the camera so he could see she now had a perfect ass and was dressed in a tight black thong.
"You don't get it do you Dickie? Your filter has transformed me and I feel great. I'm not messing about I feel eighteen again... and my body has never felt so fucking hot."
"Oh my God..." gasped Richard as he realised his girlfriend wasn't joking. He felt his dick get hard as he saw how fucking hot and sexy she now was.
As if reading his mind Lara bent over and showed him her perfect rear. "You getting hard Dickie thinking about how hot I've just become? Haha, well that's too bad as I don't give a shit about your skinny white ass. IR stands for interracial you fucking loser and I feel so fucking horny for black cock I can barely stand it."
Putting her fingers in her mouth, Lara whistled and called "Oh Steve baby... get down here and into this filter."
"No... Lara... what are you doing?" gasped Richard in shock.
"Haha, as soon as Steve steps in front of this camera the filter will make him just the kind of guy I like now. You can jerk off and watch you little bitch."
Richard tried to shout a warning to Steve... beg him to stay out of the laptops camera range, but with a naughty little giggle Lara muted him.
A figure walked into the kitchen - for a second it looked like Steve... a surprised looking white nerd... then the filter kicked in.
"Now that's more like it," she giggled explaining to Steve what was going on as Richard screamed helplessly at the camera.
"Holy fuck Lara... this feels amazing," he grinned. "I feel more powerful... more dominant... more selfish. I feel like I should be fucking you in fact."
"Then what are you waiting for baby. Let's give that loser Richard a real show to watch. I need your big dick so badly."
Gagging and gulping she began to suck him off as he grunted and hissed in satisfaction and encouraged her to worship his dick.
"Yeah, take it all bitch," he laughed making her moan as he grabbed her head and pushed it deeper onto his cock.
In his bedroom Richard was sobbing and crying. He felt like his heart was going to explode as his lovely girlfriend acted like an evil, cruel, size-queen bitch and cucked him on camera. He stabbed at the controls trying to get hosting back... desperate to turn off the IR filter.
Sliding her lips off Steve's cock, Lara walked over to the laptop. "I think we should put a filter on for Richard too," she purred. "I have total control now and I know the best one for him. The beta-cuck filter."
Richard's eyes opened in alarm, but he was too slow to stop Lara as she clicked a button with a malicious grin and he saw his screen flicker.
Now it was his turn to transform and he whimpered as he looked down to see he was now wearing a chastity cage and one of Lara's bras. His cock was now tiny and he felt a natural submissiveness flow into his being as he realised he needed to serve his superior girlfriend and obey her instructions.
"Enjoy the show cuck," giggled Lara as she and Steve carried the laptop to her bedroom and she climbed onto the bed. "No cumming unless I say."
"Haha, I wonder what Abby will think when she gets in?" laughed Lara as she bounced on her lovers big cock - her stamina and sex drive now that of a nymphomaniac. "Once she gets into our filter she won't care of course... I can't wait to make her a snowbunny too. Now cum all over my face... I want to taste it so bad."
Steve grunted appreciatively as Lara knelt below him and he triumphantly unloaded over her slutty face.
"Mmmmh I LOVE how this tastes and I want more. Mmmmh don't worry baby... I am NEVER turning this filter off till the day I die. You hear that little Dickie... you're fucked forever!"
THE END
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