Dominik fand Frauen, die etwas molliger waren schon immer sehr heiß, doch mochte er das in der Öffentlichkeit nicht zugeben. Er war seit Jahren heimlich mit einem etwas molligerem Mädchen namens Jenny zusammen, doch wollte er mit ihr nie zusammen in eine Bar oder Disco gehen. Alle seine Kumpels hatten hübsche, schlanke Freundinnen und er wollte nicht, dass sie sich über ihn lustig machten.
Jenny war mit dieser Situation nicht glücklich, aber sie ertrug es.
Brandon lay there in the sun smiling. He glanced down at his limp cock and the full condom on it. His girlfriend had had to run off after sex, but he didn’t mind. This next part would have been awkward if she’d been around.
Tim lifted one leg and placed it on the table, simultaneously shooting Heather a pleading look and admiring his own psyche. He had to admit, as a girl he was a bombshell. Of course, the spell Heather had cast on him had turned him into his own dream girl for his date with Heather’s brother. It was the least he could do to get turned back after trying to put a webcam in the girls locker room. “Now, remember, slut, your going to keep my brother very happy during this date and afterwards, and I’ll think about turning you back.” Heather hissed. Afterwards? Heather hadn’t mentioned afterwards before. Tim gulped. He suddenly had a sinking feeling…..
Kyle was 17 years old and totally obsessed with his MILF neighbor Ms. Fredrick. Well MILF wasn’t right since she had no kids, but Ms. Fredrick was in her mid to late thirties, curvy, and hot. She liked to sunbathe in her backyard and from his room Kyle had jerked off to her many times, staring at her big boobies. Sometimes he’d be mowing the backyard and catch her staring at him, or she’d catch him doing the same. He always fantasized a day might come when they’d get closer.
To say my son was unruly would have easily been an understatement. He was rebellious to the core of his being, and after years of trying to discipline him, I was at my wits end. That is until I found Miss Haverdan’s school for wayward boys. They were very upfront about everything that enrollment into the school entailed, but I was convinced that anything less extreme would have no effect. I saw a great improvement after only the first year of enrollment. For the first time in his life, my son was finally applying himself towards something positive.
The end of his third year is coming up, and I will be visiting him for parent’s day. He told me that this year he had a special surprise for me and hoped I liked it. I was so filled with anticipation by the time I arrived I asked him to show me the surprise as soon as I saw him. He smiled and lifted up his skirt. I was a bit taken aback by the action, but upon a quick glance I understood why. There was no bulge between his legs. My son had received the best grades in his class and as such was rewarded with a cosmetic surgery of his choice. He had decided to fully accept femininity and opted to have bottom surgery to give him a vagina. He told me he actually forged my signature because he was afraid that I wouldn’t approve of the surgery. I was a little angry about the forgery, but looking at his smile let me know that he was as happy as can be. That and knowing that he was taking his life in a positive direction, made me feel nothing but happiness for my son and pride in the woman he’s become.
“Anything to avoid going to the jail, yes, that I agreed to do. But I didn’t expect this! I may have stolen some cash, but how do I deserve this?” I screamed.
Each day, the first time she pounds me she asks if I’ve learned my lesson. And I always say no.
There was nothing I used to enjoy more than gaming women in bars – hit as many as possible and you get a certain return rate. I had some standard pick-ups and a great line in negging. Basically, I was a full on douchebag.
“Hey I’m- Agh! God damn it Steven can’t you get blown in your own room?” Wallace said as he walked in on his roommate getting some vigorous head from a hot blond chick.
“Oh wow!” Joe said between lapping at Tom’s nipple.