Well now
“Sophie, I screwed up; I am royally screwed. Please help me,” Ulrik begged.
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Gratitude
The blue van squealed into the lot, and Timothy shook his long blonde hair and adjusted the woolen scarf around his neck while shivering from the chill.
Liberty Peters
Henry drunk at the party said to his buddy running for mayor, “I love politics, give me liberty or give me pussy.”
Lift Your Skirt in the Air Like You Just Don’t Car
The Great Shift hit, and many of Ted’s friends that didn’t shift wondered how he felt being a chick now.
Comfort
When i first got changed into a female due to the great shift I was devastated. But now I have realised the luxury of not having a cock and being able to sit however I please due to my new pussy.
The most of it
Rick’s roommate Dennis had moped around for months after his bitchy girlfriend had dumped him; sure, Derek had maybe cheated a little on a brief, drunken fling, but it was a bit extreme for Sarah to take his cock away and transform him into a girl just for that. All of Rick’s efforts to cheer Derek up had achieved nothing, and he was just about ready to give up.
April fool
“Adam, I’m back! I’ve got pepperoni pizza and beer and—wait, who the heck are you?!” James exclaimed, shocked to find a topless redheaded girl in his living room. The girl gave him a sultry look and bit her scarlet pantyhose with her pearly white teeth. James couldn’t help but stare at her tits. “W-where’s Adam?” he asked.
Requesting Reinforcement
Paul called out for reinforcement as the swat team that entered their offices to bust their drug lord boss wasn’t sufficient. Paul had found a genie earlier that week, and she was away from her bottle in his pocket. She had patiently been waiting for him to make a wish, so asked him again, through all the commotion and gunfire, while he was hiding under his desk, the informant that got the swat team involved for the bust.
Mind Over Matter…
I had been reading a lot about how you can change things with your mind if you just concentrate and focus your mind on it. I had been practicing, taking small steps on what I would try. First on losing weight…It took a while but it worked! Next , I tried on restoring my hair , again it worked, but slowly. I had read about a natural herb that would help you concentrate better. I figured it wouldn’t hurt, so I got some. If I could maybe accelerate the process, it would happen quicker. When I got home. I brewed some tea and mixed a healthy dose of the herbs into it. I took my glass of tea and went into the den and sat on the couch with a mirror in front of me. I wanted to see if any changes were happening. I drank the tea down and started to concentrate… my mind wandered to the beautiful blonde I saw at the store…she was beautiful! Have to concentrate! Her luscious lips! Her perky breasts! Must concentrate! I can see my hair flowing down past my shoulders…I have my legs spread apart , running my left hand inside my pantyhose to my wet slit….Must concentrate….My smooth nylon encased legs….my breasts heaving with each breath I take…This feels so real…must concentrate….must…open my eyes….OMG!!! This feels so good!!! I look just like her! I don’t want to stop rubbing but…
Taste Test
Jerald was at a taste test, and said all the pies tasted bad. He was being a butthole. One of the ladies that baked took action against him.