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Becoming My Girlfriend
Date: 3/20/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: lana100, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
it, and crestfallen he nodded. "I guess we'll have to for now. But I want to change it." "To what?" Amanda asked, praying he wouldn't choose something male. He was as far away from male as a person could be right now. "...I don't know. I'll think about it." They returned to Allison's, now his, room, and dropped the stuff on the floor. Bernard looked around, and privately thought that Allison, despite looking and dressing like a girl, had a remarkably spartan and utilitarian room. The only thing giving it away were the girl clothes on the floor and in the closet. He picked up a short denim skirt. "At least we don't have to get clothes for you, you're set already," Amanda said, and Bernard, looking at the full closet agreed. He pulled out a drawer and saw panties and bras. "Now tell me the whole story," Amanda insisted and Bernard sighed. He didn't want to tell it, it was so humiliating and horrifying. But she deserved to hear it. He sat down and over the next half-hour described how he had been tricked by Allison into having a pussy, and then how over the proceeding week he had lost one male part after another, always with a girl's creaming orgasm! He saw Amanda start to fidget, and shortly little hard knobs were pushing through her blouse. She grinned as she caught him staring, and he blushed, continuing the story. He got to the part about Allan, and she darkened, anger clouding her face. He looked at her apprehensively, and she said, "I'm not angry at you Bernard. I've met ... Allan and he's quite the charmer! Still, now that we're a couple, no more slipping off to fill your pussy with cock, okay?" Bernard flushed again and muttered, "You have to tell me again." But then he was shocked when Amanda added, "At least not without me!" He gaped at her and remembered she said she was bi. Oddly, he found relief in the thought. His body, while very appreciative of Amanda's female charms, would still require periodic infusions of hot, throbbing male cock to satisfy its inner need to breed. He finished the story with Allison's final words to him, and she darkened, this time with real rage. She gritted her teeth, muttering a series of words in Greek that didn't sound nice at all. She finished in English, "I hope that bitch never comes near us again, or she's going to find herself a woman again after I rip off her balls." Bernard thought about what he would say or do should he ever meet Allison again. Oddly, he couldn't think of anything. "I'm going to get something, stay here and get dressed. Remember you're a girl, and as my girlfriend, I expect you to dress nicely." She winked as she left, and Bernard smiled. The sensation was strange, and he realized dumbly that it was the first time he had smiled since adopting Allison's face. He cast around the room for a bit, picking clothes of the floor and tidying up. He pulled the blanket off his body, and suddenly realized he could smell his old self on it. Amanda must have taken it from his room. He sadly sniffed it ...