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Becoming My Girlfriend
Date: 3/20/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: lana100, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
not enough for his cream to flow. He wasn't feeling wet, but was aware of a moist stickiness between his legs. His groin felt heavy and turgid. It was a pleasant, but very foreign feeling, even by the normal standards of strangeness that he had so far experienced. He wondered what was going on, but was glad all the same that he wasn't again being subjected to the thumping, flexing orgasm of a woman. "Up here!" Amanda said, grabbing Bernard's hand and pulling him towards the escalators that led to the second floor. She noticed how soft Bernard's hand was. He really did have skin like a girl's, she thought, feeling another rush of excitement. She brought him to the second floor, and still holding his hand, took him to a fairly secluded area of the library. She pulled out a list. "I'm going to need some of these books - could you track them down for me? Then we'll need to cross-reference these bibliographical notes - I think some of them are wrong." That should keep him busy for a little bit while she thought of how to proceed with her plan. She didn't want to panic him, or make a fool of herself. She's need to do this slowly. Bernard, bemused, took the sheet of notes and started tracking down the books. He was happy to help Amanda out, just being with her made him happy, and forget about the misery of the past couple of days, forget about the damn female body he sported! He shivered, suddenly feeling cold, thinking about the woman's bl**d laced with strange hormones coursing ... through his veins, the soft female fat that gave his body curves any male would love, the alien mounds that he could feel aching in pain on his chest, and the round jiggling ass! He could feel his panties draw tight against his cleft mound ever time he crouched to pull out a book, reminding him that as far as biology was concerned, he was a fully functioning female! Even his face hadn't escaped the ravages of womanhood, he hadn't needed to shave since the first day the nightmare started, and the skin was soft, silky and sported a woman's soft down. In a darkened motel room, the curtains pulled tight, a TV was turned off. A girl chortled, the sound dripping with malice. It was soon replaced by the shuf-shuf-shuf of a meaty rod being pumped! Bernard felt his sticky folds suddenly quiver, followed by a pleasurable throb in his hips! He stood up, a book spilling from his hands. He waited, breath bated, and moaned in horror as the throb came again, even more strongly! Oh god, it was happening again! Please no! But his semi-turgid vagina needed no encouragement, and his inner walls, so close to complete arousal already, shone almost immediately as they opened and lubricated! He felt his quivering labia part, the sticky lips popping open, and his pink clit practically shoved its hood out of the way as it swelled above the slick nether lips. He felt a twinge in his back, that rapidly grew into an ache. Bathroom! Where was the bathroom! Bernard lurched into motion as he started scanning ...