Football femgas

Winning is everything to many. Is when the opposing football team is destined to win spray them with femgas. This team hear were favourites to win the championships but now the only thing they might win is a beauty pageant.
Winning is everything to many. Is when the opposing football team is destined to win spray them with femgas. This team hear were favourites to win the championships but now the only thing they might win is a beauty pageant.
“Oh, she should do nicely!” I thought, as I left the girl I’d just possessed in the woods just off the path and wandered into the group passing along the walk. I jumped into the younger looking one of the 5, and told them I’d forgotten something at the dorm.
As I began to walk back towards the dorms and Jess, I contemplated how best to go after her/his orientation change. I had to force her body to respond to mine. Did that mean I needed to be more aggressive?
John stared admiringly at the woman standing before him. She was perfect. No one could tell that she was one of the new sex robots. Well, except for the cold dead eyes. But John was going to change that soon.
In the months following the Great Shift, Dave had come to embrace his new femininity. One of the things he’d learned was the surest way to a man’s heart was through his stomach. Of course, having a great pair of tits didn’t hurt either.
The purpose of going to a nude beach wasn’t to ogle, but to relax in a more comfortable state. Of course, that didn’t keep some people from going to ogle anyways. Usually they were at least a little subtle about it.
When Jason and his class went on a school excursion to the fields of femininity they were unsure of how it would go. However, once they got there they loved it.
The fields of femininity require everyone to be female in that area. So for Jason and his mates as they entered they became female. Jason was pleased with his new body as was everyone else and their new bodies. He loved the feeling of the space between his legs that resulted in being more comfortable and he and all the others agreed that having boobs is sensational. They were all a little sad to leave the fields of femininity. They were worried that they may never see this beautiful bodies again. However little did they know that if on exit from fields of femininity if they are satisfied with being a girl they shall remain a girl.
Jason was over the moon when he was confirmed as a she. Once they passed the gate Jason who now likes to be called Jessica, proceeded to show everyone her vagina.
She shouted, “look at me I still have a pussy, I am a girl forever!” Jessica had never been this happy as Jason.
I was never a wealthy man. I always struggled to pay the rent and put food on the table. I had to buy a bicycle instead of a car, purely because I couldn’t afford the registration or gas. I often fantasised about what it would be like to be rich and where cost is no barrier. What it is like to be noticed by the community as something other than hopeless, poor and desperate.
So, when a website stated that it could make people get rich quick, I leaped at the opportunity. I didn’t read the terms and conditions. I was simply too excited. With the intense desire to be wealthy on my mind, I rushed through all the questions it asked and clicked “GET RICH”.
You see, I expected a cheque to come in the mail that would give me the financial support I so dearly required but instead my world went black. It felt like I was spinning endlessly. Floating like a cork in the ocean. Then the feeling passed and it kind of felt like I was on a plane, high in the sky. I hadn’t been on a plane since I was young, simply because I couldn’t afford it but I was positive that I was indeed on a plane.
I forced my eyes open. The interior was a tan leather, with Blackwood panels. The plane was certainly the most luxurious thing I’d ever seen.
Then I brushed my long hair away from my face. It was then I realised something wasn’t right. I never had long hair. After placing hands on my chest I found there to be two round soft fleshy mounds lying there. I was wearing a silk robe and ripped it off my body quickly. I did indeed have breasts. My hand flew to my crotch like a rocket but it was gone. Nothing was left except a slit. I had a vagina. I was a woman.
I was unsure of what to think. I never wanted to be a woman. I wanted to be rich but I didn’t see a reasonable reason why being a woman had to be part of it. I didn’t know how to wear dresses, skirts, bras, heels, panties and make up. I didn’t want to be a woman. However, I hadn’t tried it first.
A man in an impeccably tailored suit came to my aid. He explained to me that I was a model with quite a fortune due to a rich inheritance and that this is my private airplane.
It took a while adjusting to my new body. However, I love it now. It’s great being rich and all but if I was offered to change back to my old body but still maintain my fortune, I would politely decline. I would rather be poor than lose this body.
Being a woman is great. You get to wear all kind of gorgeous clothes. Heels just make me look sexy. Even if I wasn’t rich I could get anything I desire because of men’s strong attraction to me. I’m rich and I’m beautiful. It couldn’t be better.
When the hot blond who introduced herself as Erica started flirting with Mitch, Mitch was sure as hell happy to see where it went. That ended with them back at his place, him pounding her and her moaning, then him pulling out and finishing all over her tits and face. She smiled and squished her boobs together, giggling as some of his cum splashed into her mouth and ran down her neck to a charm sitting there.
“Where’s Greg?” Emily asked as she returned to the table from the bathroom. The music in the club was blasting pretty loud and it was hard to hear.
Warren was drunk one night and was on YouTube, and stumbled upon a video of a thicker girl, Kara, saying she was all natural and proud of it, happy the way she was.