The moment the bully uttered these last words, a crushing realization flashed through her mind: When she was still a man, deriving "authority" and "respect" from bullying and humiliating others, she was feared. , but wasn't loved or loved in any way, let alone having "real friends" at the time! Then she looked into the eyes of "her victim", and read something that shocked her: despite the bullying, he had a strong self-consciousness, she saw no fear in his eyes, but compassion for her... . Then the last pride broke into the womanized bully, and she sat down on the floor, weeping. She experienced herself as empty and worthless, and was shocked at how she had been like a "male bully". Then she felt her "victim" sit next to her and put an arm around her. He pressed her to him, comforted her and stroked her. When she had calmed down a bit, he handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears. She looked up at him and felt - precisely because of her vulnerability - so surprisingly safe and familiar with her former 'victim'. She hugged him spontaneously and kissed him full on the mouth. "Whatever the future holds for us, I won't let you go, I don't want to be yours alone, I'm all yours..." Then he sealed her words with a tender, sensual-loving kiss full on her mouth. That was the start of the rest of their life together, in which they, as a remarkably loving and loving couple, helped everything and everyone selflessly, wherever and whoever needed their help..... - Tom -
Probably about time I updated my links to the other places you can find me on the Internet. Bluesky : my place for short caps and silly posting now twitter has succeed in chasing all the cool folks off. DMs open Tumblr : the old standby still almost functioning after all these years. Chyoa : A whole bunch of sexy stories by me and many others. Ideas and contributions welcome. Discord: I technically have my own discord group but since I never use it probably best to message me directly if you want to chat.
Wait? What the heck! Why does the bodysuit feel different all of a sudden? It feels like my real skin only softer and smoother and down there... Oh shit I can't feel my cock anymore just... Fuck, no... It's just the inside of my pussy ! No no no, this can't be happening. Why did I let him talk me into this? Wearing this custom bodysuit and pretending to be his ex for the weekend. I knew it was a bad idea, but I owed my friend a big favour, and he really didn't want to turn up to his sister's wedding without a plus one, so like an idiot, I went along with it despite my better judgment. I mean sure, it was kind of fun playing at being a hot girl, dancing, flirting, soaking up the attention. Maybe a bit too much fun, and definitely a few too many of those champagne cocktails because I ended up sleeping in the suit and when I woke up this morning it... it was real! I really hope there's a quick way to fix this because oth...
Model; Melanie Marie Sir is so kind and generous. He gives me everything. This lovely home, all the pretty clothes and jewellery I could ask for, and obviously his massive dick in my pussy anytime I want. In return, I just have to do three things for him. First, I have to take my pill every day. When he's ready to breed me, he'll tell me to stop, but until then, he doesn't want any surprises. Second, I can't fuck anyone else unless he tells me to. But that's okay, he likes to lend my ass out all the time. I've fucked his friend's, his family, guys he owes money to, and I love being used that way even if none of their cocks are as nice as sir's. And the last rule, the most important one, I can't tell anyone who I used to be. Which is so silly, as if I'd ever say. If people found out I used to be Sir's brother-in-law. That he transformed me into his eager fuck puppet using black magic. All because I was a racist prick who conned my loser si...
The moment the bully uttered these last words, a crushing realization flashed through her mind: When she was still a man, deriving "authority" and "respect" from bullying and humiliating others, she was feared. , but wasn't loved or loved in any way, let alone having "real friends" at the time! Then she looked into the eyes of "her victim", and read something that shocked her: despite the bullying, he had a strong self-consciousness, she saw no fear in his eyes, but compassion for her... . Then the last pride broke into the womanized bully, and she sat down on the floor, weeping. She experienced herself as empty and worthless, and was shocked at how she had been like a "male bully". Then she felt her "victim" sit next to her and put an arm around her. He pressed her to him, comforted her and stroked her. When she had calmed down a bit, he handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears. She looked up at him and felt - precisely because of her vulnerability - so surprisingly safe and familiar with her former 'victim'. She hugged him spontaneously and kissed him full on the mouth. "Whatever the future holds for us, I won't let you go, I don't want to be yours alone, I'm all yours..." Then he sealed her words with a tender, sensual-loving kiss full on her mouth. That was the start of the rest of their life together, in which they, as a remarkably loving and loving couple, helped everything and everyone selflessly, wherever and whoever needed their help..... - Tom -
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