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Becoming My Girlfriend
Date: 3/20/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: lana100, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
he moaned in horror, realizing another creaming girl's orgasm was imminent! Allison gave out a shriek as the masculine pleasure overwhelmed her, and her cock jumped and pulsed in her hands as thick ropes of jism sprayed out onto her hard chest! Once again, she aimed her cock into her mouth as drank greedily, her hair shortening to a male cut and turning completely black! Her balls throbbed as they emptied, the male cum pouring out of her. "UGH! NNNNNN...." Bernard desperately held on to the pool's edge as he threw his head back and thrust his swelling chest out, his bud tingling madly, his pussy cramping! His wet hair lengthened and pooled into the water behind him, as his breasts swelled into a very generous C-cup as his orgasm overwhelmed him. "AAAAAAAAAGH!" His scream echoed through the empty room as his wet walls rippled in pleasure, then began to flex and thump, his canal flooding with cream! "UH! AH! UH!" he cried with each erotic pulsation of his female passage, his breasts wobbling and jiggling with each spasm. Allison smacked her lips and gazed into the hotel mirror. So close! She was looking almost completely male, except for her wide hips and thick thighs, which looked freakishly out of place with her male skin and body hair. And then there was her stupid farmgirl's face, but she suspected that would be the last thing to go. She smiled in satisfaction, and returned to bed, looking forward to getting another piece tomorrow. Bernard sobbed in fear and frustration ... as he gazed upon his heavy breasts pushing out the front of his swimsuit, his pussy still throbbing weakly. He pulled himself out of the pool and collapsed on his face, moaning in pain and horror at the sensation of his new mounds being flattened on his chest. He flopped onto his back, and the breasts settled into his chest, but were still roundly prominent, the hard nipples pushing through the lycra. Between his legs his pussy still pulsed weakly, the last of his juices welling out, a pearly spot on his wet gusset forming. He covered his face with his hands and sobbed. Was this it, then? Was there nothing that could save him? With each foreign orgasm he had lost a piece of himself. There was virtually nothing left! He felt a horrible spasm of fear that he might be stuck like this for the rest of his life. He sat up, and felt the exceedingly strange sensation of his heavy breasts pulling at his chest, and he raised a trembling hand and cupped one of them. His hand felt the soft, heavy weight of a firm female breast, while through the lycra, his mammary relayed the pleasurable sensation of the girlflesh being touched and stroked! He removed his hand and stared at his bust for a bit longer. How the Hell was he going to hide those? He became aware of a weight on his head, and feeling behind him, he brought forth long, blonde locks of hair. His hair had grown! It now fell to mid-back. He sighed, well, at least it could be cut if necessary. Though he didn't know if doing so would ...