I had always been a bit of an introvert, standing at just 5 foot 2 inches with a body that didn't quite match up to the typical male ideal. My small penis was a constant source of insecurity, and my lack of masculinity only added to my shy demeanor. That's why when my college roommate assignment came through and I saw that my new roommate was Emily, a 6 foot 5 inch tall futanari, I was both intrigued and terrified.The first time I saw her, she was standing in our dorm room, her presence overwhelming the small space. Her long legs seemed to stretch forever, and her confident stance made it clear she was used to being in control. "Hey, you must be Paul," she said, her voice deep and commanding. "I'm Emily. Looks like we're going to be sharing this space.""Uh, yeah, hi," I stammered, trying not to stare at the bulge in her shorts. It was impossible not to notice; it was massive, far larger than anything I could ever imagine having.Emily chuckled, noticing my gaze. "Don't worry about it," she said nonchalantly. "You'll get used to it. And who knows, maybe you'll even enjoy it."Her words sent a shiver down my spine. Enjoy it? How could I possibly enjoy something that made me feel so inadequate? But as the days passed, I found myself drawn to her in ways I couldn't explain. She was assertive, always taking charge, and there was something undeniably alluring about her dominance.One evening, after a particularly tough day, I found myself venting to Emily about my insecurities. She listened quietly, nodding occasionally, and when I finished, she looked at me with a smirk. "You know, Paul, sometimes what we think are our weaknesses can actually be our strengths."Before I could ask what she meant, she stood up and walked over to me. "Let me show you," she said, her voice low and seductive. She reached out and gently tugged at my shirt, pulling me closer. My heart raced as she pressed her body against mine, her height making me feel tiny in comparison."See, you're perfect just the way you are," she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. "And I think it's time you learned how to embrace it."With that, she kissed me, hard and demanding. I gasped, shocked by the sudden intensity, but before I could react, she pushed me onto the bed. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and arousal as she loomed over me, her eyes dark with desire."Tonight, you're going to serve me," she declared, her hand reaching for the waistband of her shorts. "And you're going to love every second of it."As she revealed her giant cock, my fear mingled with an undeniable excitement. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and part of me—a big part of me—wanted to see where this would lead.

A shy introvert named Paul gets assigned a futanari roommate named Emily who is confident and dominating. One day, after venting to Emily about his insecurities, she shows him how to embrace his small penis by initiating a sexual encounter where he serves her and pleasures her massive cock. Paul is initially frightened but also excited by the experience.

I had always been a bit of an introvert, standing at just 5 foot 2 inches with a body that didn't quite match up to the typical male ideal. My small penis was a constant source of insecurity, and my lack of masculinity only added to my shy demeanor. That's why when my college roommate assignment came through and I saw that my new roommate was Emily, a 6 foot 5 inch tall futanari, I was both intrigued and terrified.

The first time I saw her, she was standing in our dorm room, her presence overwhelming the small space. Her long legs seemed to stretch forever, and her confident stance made it clear she was used to being in control. "Hey, you must be Paul," she said, her voice deep and commanding. "I'm Emily. Looks like we're going to be sharing this space."

"Uh, yeah, hi," I stammered, trying not to stare at the bulge in her shorts. It was impossible not to notice; it was massive, far larger than anything I could ever imagine having.

Emily chuckled, noticing my gaze. "Don't worry about it," she said nonchalantly. "You'll get used to it. And who knows, maybe you'll even enjoy it."

Her words sent a shiver down my spine. Enjoy it? How could I possibly enjoy something that made me feel so inadequate? But as the days passed, I found myself drawn to her in ways I couldn't explain. She was assertive, always taking charge, and there was something undeniably alluring about her dominance.

One evening, after a particularly tough day, I found myself venting to Emily about my insecurities. She listened quietly, nodding occasionally, and when I finished, she looked at me with a smirk. "You know, Paul, sometimes what we think are our weaknesses can actually be our strengths."

Before I could ask what she meant, she stood up and walked over to me. "Let me show you," she said, her voice low and seductive. She reached out and gently tugged at my shirt, pulling me closer. My heart raced as she pressed her body against mine, her height making me feel tiny in comparison.

"See, you're perfect just the way you are," she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. "And I think it's time you learned how to embrace it."

With that, she kissed me, hard and demanding. I gasped, shocked by the sudden intensity, but before I could react, she pushed me onto the bed. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and arousal as she loomed over me, her eyes dark with desire.

"Tonight, you're going to serve me," she declared, her hand reaching for the waistband of her shorts. "And you're going to love every second of it."

As she revealed her giant cock, my fear mingled with an undeniable excitement. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and part of me—a big part of me—wanted to see where this would lead.

My roommate is a futanari who is much taller, stronger and more dominant than me. I am an average but little insecure guy. She has a giant dick and turns me into her submissive boytoy. I serve her cock and her cum transformes me and makes me really sensitive. Especially my nipples and ass.

Transformed by My Tall, Dominant Futanari Roommate

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