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 -
I know what you're thinking. A pretty young thing like me, working as a mechanic, what's that all about? "Did she used to be a guy?" You might be wondering if you've spent some time in certain corners of the Internet, "Was she some loud overbearing grease monkey until she pissed off the wrong girl and got transformed into a hottie?" Well, shame on you, that's a gross and sexist assumption based on outdated patriarchal notions of gender roles. Not that you'd be wrong, mind. That is exactly what happened, ran my mouth when I should have shut it, and ZAP! I wound up looking like a calendar girl. I'm half the size I was, none of my old clothes fit, and all my guy friends are trying to get in my panties. I'm lucky to still have a job but I'm not sure if the boss is keeping me on because I'm such a hard worker or because he thinks he's got a chance with me... Anyway, my point is, you shouldn't make assumptions about people. Tru...
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.
Christina Edwards After being swapped into the body of a random young woman by a passing cosmic energy wave, Adrian had expected to feel... different. Different, how he wasn't exactly sure, bad, maybe? Upset about the loss of his manhood? Afraid, about the future now it was clear the swap was permanent. Angry, he'd have to spend the rest of his life seeing this slender blonde in the mirror every day. But instead, the sight of a smooth pussy between his legs and the perky tits on his chest filled him with a sense of what he could only call euphoria. True, he'd never been totally happy with his appearance, but who was? Everyone felt a little insecure about their looks sometimes. Every guy had the occasional fantasy about suddenly being a hot woman. That was just normal, it didn't mean anything, and yet... Now that his impossible fantasy was a reality, he couldn't help feeling that, maybe, just maybe, this was how he was supposed to be, and it was the life he'd l...
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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