1. Becoming My Girlfriend


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

    sparsened and lightened, becoming a triangle of soft blonde curls. He rubbed his face, feeling the soft skin and female down of a woman. There was no sign of his five o'clock shadow. Behind the fabric of his t-shirt, his nipples pinkened, and wide areola formed around them. "No...no!" He whispered. He had changed again! Oh god, what was happening! Allison... she must have done something! He sat for a couple of minutes, stock still, until he was convinced that no further changes were going to happen. He didn't know where Allison was now, but after class he would go back to the dorms and wait for her. Enough of this! He was going to put an end to this! He cleaned up as best he could, grimacing at the feeling of toilet paper rubbing his sensitive mound. As he walked back to class, he could still feel a slippery, sliding sensation between his legs from the leftover honey in his canal. His boxers rubbed against his still swollen nether lips. They were both extremely foreign sensations, and made his heart clench in fear that he might be feeling them for the rest of the week! Bernard rejoined the classroom, slipping into his seat, lost in thought. He tried to focus on the teacher again, but he was distracted by the girl next to him. Girls smelled very nice, he had decided long ago, and she was no exception. He breathed deeply, inhaling the scent of her, the subtle mix of feminine odors causing his pussy to twitch and throb as it received the confusing male signal to harden and ...
    come erect. He smelled again, casting a sidelong glance at her seat. And stared. She wasn't there. He flushed. Fuck! He raised a soft, tanned arm and smelled. It was him! He smelled like a girl! Screw the lecture. He gathered his things and left to seek out Allison. The guy next to him closed his eyes, caught up in a sexy daydream... he could swear he could smell his girlfriend's pussy! *** Bernard walked back to the dorms, his nether lips starting to feel raw from all the rubbing. He understood now why women wore panties. The softness of his new skin was distracting, he never realized how coarse his clothing was. His nipples were becoming as raw as his pussy lips. Angrily he stalked to Allison's room, and knocked on the door, hard. "Allison!" He rapped again. "Allison!" In Bernard's room, down the hall, Allison heard Bernard shout. Showtime, she thought, and started twisting and pulling at her eyelashes. The pain started her tears flowing. "She's not there, dude," a student in the room across the hall called out through the open door. "I saw her leave like a couple minutes ago." "Shit" Bernard said under his breath. He returned to his room, and walked in. Allison was there, head bowed, sobbing. She was dressed in a long-sleeved, clingy shirt, a short skirt, and tights. Her new equipment caused a slight bulge to tent her skirt. "Allison!" Bernard cried angrily, the door slamming behind him. "What the fuck just happened! Are you screwing around more?" His voice rose. "I fucking ...
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