1. Becoming My Girlfriend


    Date: 3/20/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: lana100, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    dug around some more, and pulled on a tightly knit shirt and over it, his largest button-up shirt, which he left unbuttoned. He looked at himself in the mirror. Not bad! This could work! The heavy knit of the shirt would prevent his nipples, even erect, from showing. The long, unbuttoned shirt helped disguise his swollen ass. He tried walking around, and immediately noticed two problems - the inseam of his jeans rubbed against his pussy, causing it to twitch, and his nipples lanced across the coarse fabric of the knit, sending a pulse of pleasure to his sensitive groin! Fuck, what now? He glanced at the two pairs of panties he had left on his desk, a pair of pink satin panties, and a dark lacy one. He picked up the pink satin ones, and taking off his jeans he slipped them on. He sight of the shiny fabric cupping a female mound, and stretched wide over jiggling female orbs, was erotic, and he felt his pussy throb and moisten! He quickly covered it with his jeans, and tried walking around again. Better, but his nipples were starting to hurt from the irritation of his knit. He pulled off his shirts and stared angrily at the saucer-shaped swells, and the thick nipples. He thought about paying another visit to the laundry room to get a bra, but rejected the thought immediately. He wasn't going to wear a fucking bra! Bad enough he had to wear panties! Then something he saw once in a movie came to mind, and he pulled a trunk from under his bed, and started rooting. Where was it... ...
    after that injury... ah, yes! He pulled out a wad of tensor bandage, a silver clip still embedded in it. Bernard stepped out of his room, his lab notes in the rucksack slung over his shoulder. Below his shirt and around his chest, he could feel the tensor bandage wrapping around his breasts, pushing them back in. It hurt a little bit, and it was a little difficult to breathe, but it did the job. His bust was completely hidden. From down the hall, he heard Amanda's voice ring out "Bernard? Oh my god!" He hastily whipped around, his female ass jiggling and wobbling behind him! Oh god oh god oh god she knew she knew. "What have you done with your HAIR? It looks GREAT!" Amanda said, walking down the hall to him. Bernard almost collapsed in a quivering pile, his relief was so strong! "I...uh... dyed it! You like it?" he stammered and Amanda replied. "Like it? It's awesome! Holy shit, can I feel?" Bernard wanted to say no, but Amanda just reached out anyways and ran her fingers through his wheat-colored locks. "That's amazing! It feels so soft! How did you manage that? Who's your hairdresser? Usually dyed hair feels rougher than this!" Bernard replied, "Um.. it's a friend of mine! He's going to hairdressing school, and he's...really good with dyeing!" "You've got to introduce me to him." Amanda couldn't keep her hands out of his hair, it really was incredibly soft and full. He looked shaggier now, but it wasn't anything a trim couldn't fix. She ran her hand through his hair again. ...
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