Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Jamie could still tell herself that none of this was her fault. That this slut, this shameless, cock addicted whore wasn't the real her. That she was still James deep down inside. She could pretend her behaviour since becoming Jamie was solely a result of her wildly fluctuating hormones and the gender changing drug still thundering through her veins. But the truth was the drugs had only brought our what had always been there.  This was who she truly was it always had been and the longer she stays this way the less she'll care about anything beyond where her next boy toy is coming from

 So let me get this straight.  You transformed the three of us into your fantasy girls and now you expect us to what?  Perform for you?  To pleasure you?   Compete with each other so prove which is the biggest slut?  All just so one of can win their manhood back while the other two join your "harem"? Yeah, that's not going to happen.  None of us are particularly happy about being stuck as chicks but spending the rest of our lives dealing with catcalls and periods has got to be better than spend another five minutes with a pathetic loser like you.