WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE?

No, no, no, don’t look at me this way and don’t start your annoying caterwaul. This is your fault. I didn’t want to be a girl any more than you wanted to be a cat, but here we are, right?

Yes, I am sending him sexy pics, that’s what I’m doing. Yes, it’s a boy, guess I changed teams too, thanks to you, don’t forget that! And don’t freak out, but you know him. I am dating your nephew. There, I said it. Cody, the younger one. I know it’s weird, but I’m his age now, damn! I can be even younger. Another nice one you did, I don’t know my real age. I didn’t even have an identity, remember? When you finished your mess, I was a girl with her stupid cat.

Thankfully, Mrs. Hamlin, our neighbor saw the whole thing. Now I’m her daughter, can you believe it? The old lady adopted me; I’m our neighbor’s daughter now; I’m going to school all over again Marcia. Yes, that was how I met Cody. Of course that before, I didn’t have noticed, but he’s very sweet and very cute. Yes I know I’m behaving like a girl already, well, it’s been three months now, and again, you did this, I’m just adapting.

And who are you to judge? A few days ago, I know you were in heat, you kept rubbing yourself in everything and Marcia; I know what you do with Milo, well not only with Milo I know, but damn Marcia, Milo was our pet. So yes, guess we all have new needs and tastes now, right?

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