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THE RENEWED STEP FATHER 02
((specially to @reaperbot666))
I think I’m going to like it here
George was exhausted and bored. He had a long night at the bar and was a bit hungover, but, there were too many projects waiting for him at the office. So he rolled out of bed and dragged himself to the shower. He always found that a quick jerk in the shower in the morning gave him a good start on the day. So after lathering up, he grabbed his throbbing dick and started to whack away. He loved to fantasize about hot babes, but for some reason, this morning, all he could think about was cock…big cocks, thick cocks, little cocks, cocks of all shapes and sizes, but he was sucking them all.
How Insatiable Is He?
My friend (with benefits) Lucy was over, and we made a bet.
Things could have been worse.
Jason never wanted to be a woman or even a single mother but after the great shift left him in his mother’s pregnant body he had little choice in the matter.
Was this really an accident?
Patrick looked over the bath at his sister in his body watching her flicking through the book that had caused this to happen.
So what do you guys think?
I had recently gone thorough some troubles, having been diagnosed with Second Puberty, still it wasn’t all that bad, the transition was tough but I was always adaptable so turning into a girl wasn’t so bad.
Old life new rules.
Matthew tried to cover his breasts when his friend walked in on him whilst he was changing.
Annoying Little Brother
Ever since my younger brother Nick found out he had second puberty he’s become really annoying. He started turning into a girl, and as if that wasn’t awkward enough he figured out he could just get what he wants by acting like a spoiled baby.
Once every new moon
Funny how wishes are misinterpreted most of the time. When my aunt passed away, I inherited her wishing stone. I thought about wishing to be wealthy, or having the perfect girlfriend, you know, the usual stuff. I knew exactly how the stone worked. My aun had thought me well. I knew that for every wish I made for myself, I had to previously had made a wish for some one in need. She never told me what she had wished before, but I knew she had only used the stone once.