Transformations: Rose Ch. 11
Apologies for the short chapter -- this should have really been included at the end of the last chapter. This marks the end of Transformations: Rose, and we hope you enjoyed it! We'll be finishing up The New Gym in the next week, and then we'll introduce the first chapter of Transformations: The Farm, which will pick up where Rose left off.
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In Manhattan, Alexei's limousine rolled through the crowded streets.
"Did you like dinner, my love?" Alexei asked. He was stuffed inside a dark suit, his bald head shining in the glare from the lights.
Sister Asmodea sat beside him in her black rubber outfit. She smiled, caught herself, and returned to her normal, neutral expression. "It was... good."
Alexei laughed his big bear laugh. "Good? That is what you can say? Good? Aged steak, pan fried in red wine."
Asmodea looked away. "It was... very good."
"Darling, why are you so aloof?" He asked. "Do you not like my company?"
Asmodea turned. "No! I do. You're charming and funny..."
He smiled. "Then what? Tell Alexei." He took her tiny hand in his bear paw.
"My station requires a certain amount of dignity."
Alexei looked at her, and then burst out laughing.
"What is so funny?"
"You are... oh, I am sorry, but... you just went to most expensive restaurant in Manhattan wearing skin-tight black rubber nun outfit..."
She blushed.
"No! Do not be embarrassed! You look beautiful. Everyone thought you were high fashion model... trust me, they will be copying your outfit for runway within day."
"I am not a joke, Alexei!" Her eyes blazed.
"No, you are not. But, you do not know how to have fun. So serious, why? You are beautiful, any man would worship the ground you walk on, little rubber nun. Did you not have fun with fat Russian bear?" His eyes sparkled and his smile was contagious.
She smiled despite her best effort. "Yes. Yes, I did. The meal was delicious and I find you... very entertaining." It was an understatement. Alexei could talk for hours on topics ranging from politics to opera and Asmodea was captivated the whole time.
"Of course I am entertaining. Alexei the dancing bear. Fun for everyone!"
She squeezed his hand. "I really had a good time. Thank you, Alexei."
He kissed her hand. "No, thank you, little one. You are charming company. And, I fear Alexei is completely smitten."
She rolled her eyes. "Please, you make love to beautiful women all day. And, soon, you will be a sex god..."
He shook his head. "No, I fuck. Not that I complain about fucking. But, I do not make love lightly, little one. As for sex god, I shall pass on that."
Asmodea frowned. "What?"
"Oh, not on deal! No, I will honor deal. Is very good deal, darling. But, I have no interest in having cock down to Alexei's knees. I am happy with myself."
"But, immortality..."
He shrugged. "Who needs immortality? I love my life, little nun."
She scooted closer and stroked his cheek. "But, Alexei, you will grow old..."
He laughed. "I am already old. Who knows, maybe I will change my mind when I am old, toothless bear."
She smiled. "You are not what I expected."
"No? But, you are everything I hoped." He smiled warmly and drew her into his big arms.
He kissed her gently.
She stared into his smiling eyes. Why was she so tempted by him? It made no sense.
She groaned. "Oh, fuck it. Why not?" Asmodea moved into his lap, straddling him. She wrapped her thin arms around his big neck and moaned into his mouth.
It was different from Alicia. With the nun, she always felt in control. Was she stronger than Alexei? Probably. She had the super strength of everyone else who had been transformed.
But, in his arms, she felt small, protected.
Loved.
"Fuck me," she whispered.
He nodded. "Yes, little rubber nun. I will. But, I will make love to you first, yes?"
She laughed and nodded. "Yes, make love to me."
His hands moved to her back, found the hidden zipper in her outfit. He lowered the zipper and pulled the rubber forward.
It shrugged off her arms, exposing her pert breasts. Liquid dripped onto Alexei's lap.
He stared at her lactating breasts. "So beautiful..."
She smiled and shook her head. "You mustn't taste me. Unless you want a religious experience with permanent consequences." She opened her purse and pulled out two black nipple clamps. "Help me?"
He took the black plastic clips in his hands, applying them first to one engorged nipple and then the other.
The flow of nun ambrosia stopped.
She turned on his lap, rose to her feet as high as she could in the limo.
He eased the dress down the rest of the way, exposing her narrow hips. Alexei's fingers caressed her dripping sex. "Please tell me this I can taste?"
Asmodea laughed and leaned forward, spreading her legs. "Yes."
She felt his big hands on her buttocks, pulling them apart.
His lips found her pussy, and he sucked her clit into his mouth.
"Oh!" She gasped.
The limo driver looked up in the rearview mirror, but looked down quickly.
Two fingers slid into her pussy. Alexei spread her open and tongued her depths.
She quaked, his tongue finding all her spots.
He did not stop as she came hard, wetting his face.
She collapsed in his arms and then he lowered her to the seat. Her back touched the warm leather. He had her ankles in his hands and smiled down at her.
Somehow, he had lost his pants along the way. His hard, thick cock stood up straight and dripping.
Asmodea frowned. "I... I'm... not tight." For the first time, she felt self-conscious of her pussy - Sisters of Morpheus were medically altered to take the cock of a god, anything short of a whoremaster would find her loose.
He leaned down and kissed her. "Shh. You are perfect." He smiled down at her, and then turned her hips gently to the left. He pushed her thighs together, closing her pussy.
Alexei rubbed his thick cock along her slit. He pushed forward and Asmodea kept her thighs together, creating the tightness she knew he would enjoy.
