Taking the shot. Part 2

The good news is, my brothers no longer going to marry that bitch.
The bad news is that i’ve replaced her as his girlfriend.

The good news is, my brothers no longer going to marry that bitch.
The bad news is that i’ve replaced her as his girlfriend.
It wasn’t my first tattoo and it certainly wasn’t going to be my last. It was just like any other when it came to the weeks of work, outlining, and filling in. The stinging pain was expected, but the aches and cramps at night were what I spent months saving money for. I knew I needed to have a few weeks off while the process was completed.

Chris was certain he is the best when it comes to sex. He was handsome and all the girls had a crush on him, no wonder they so eagearly hoped into his bed. Chris was good and he already had sex with at least quarter of the girls in college. However he couldn’t keep his mouth shut about it. Some guys were tired of his bragging. They found a spell that would put him into his place. The spell turned him into very hot and horny blonde girl.
He continued his work, but this time he was on the other end. Christine was very well known among the boys, she already had sex with most of them. Currently she was giving a blowjob to her former roommate Steve

Simon war auf dem Weg zu einem Vorstellungsgespräch. Er wusste nicht genau, um was für einen Job es ging. In der Stellenanzeige stand nur, gute Bezahlung und eine abwechlungsreiche Tätigkeit.
Er erwartete nicht viel, aber anhören konnte er es sich ja mal. Er betrat das Bürogebäude. Die Empfangsdame begrüßte ihn und brachte ihn in ein großes Büro.

Rianne’s Diary, Age 16, May 15th

It was bad enough that the Great Shift put Angela (23), Mandy (19) and Don (22) into the bodies of a trio of young middle school boys but could they have not been anyone else? Nick (13), Pete (14) and Kurt (13) were some of the most disrespectful, obnoxious & crudest boys in their grade. Teachers were having enough with their antics within two weeks but the Great Shift was supposed to fix that.

I was making out with my girlfriend Kim in her bedroom. It was the first time ever she allowed me to get to second base, “finally” I said as I squeezed her right breast. “You like my breasts John?” she asked me, which I found even more weird, except when she is mad, she never calls me by my first name. Then, someone else entered Kim’s room. It was Kim, I mean, another Kim, dressed exactly the same as the Kim I was making out with. “What the hell?” she asked, “John? who is this? were you cheating on me?” I was as confused as her. “No! I was with you, I mean I thought it was you”. “Well, throw this BH out!” she said, but the other Kim then said “I don’t know who this girl is, but I am Kim, the real Kim. Throw her out!”.
After Daniel (23) was shifted into the body of his sexy teenage neighbor, he did nothing but stay inside and finger his tight pussy. Bringing himself to Earth-shattering orgasms each time was not enough for the former sex-craved man; he needed something else.

BANGBANGBANG
“What the hell. Now what?”
First his girlfriend hadn´t come home the usual time, hours delayed. Secondly she didn´t answer her phone when he called her. None of her friends knew where she was. And now somebody was banging on the door like they wanted to knock it down.
Sigh. Better open the door. If anything they could have news about the whereabouts of his girlfriend.

Last night must have been quite a bender. My whole body aches, I have a bad taste in my mouth, like I threw up all night. I must have drank my ass off. And that is not all, I swear I can feel the cold wind on my body. I openned my eyes, and realized I was resting on the fire escape balcony of the 5th floor. No wonder I was feeling cold. I noticed I was wearing nylons, “wow, that must have been some party” I said outloud. Not paying attention to my off sounding voice. “What kind of girl would ask me to wear her clothes?” I asked myself. I looked down, looking for something to cover myself up. I rubbed my eyes after seeing breasts sticking off my chest. “what the?” I said. I reached further down, and realized my thing was gone too. I felt my long hair move with the wind. I started to panic, “this can’t be real, must be a dream” I kept telling myself.