Think Clean Thoughts

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Kammi Yammi

"All I've got to do is go 24 hours without having perverted thoughts about any woman and ,poof, I'll turn back into a man." I reminded myself, Once the shock of my sudden transformation had worn off, "Easy, I do in fact have plenty of self control no matter what that witch seems to think."

Deciding to get dressed and go about my day as normal seemed like the best way to prove m. 

Rooting through my clean laundry I found my wardrobe had changed to match my new female body forcing me to choose between dressing like a girl or going naked.

"Hmm, feels a little weird wearing a skirt but my ass looks amazing in it." I mused, smoothing the tight denim and admiring myself, "I'd love to yank it up and fuck this slut like..."

The magical timer counting down my punishment buzzed and reset to zero startling me out of the fantasy.

"Oh, shit," I squeaked "I guess having perverted thoughts about myself still counts. This curse might take longer to break than I first thought!"

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