Holsteinxxx TG Lair

  Morgan watched in awe as the medallion felt down the street and broke in pieces. She laughed as Gary, the new permanent inhabitant of her former body, rushed to the balcony and leaned over to see what Morgan had done.  "What did you do?!" he said.  Still leaning, he turned his head and looked at Morgan with a shocked face, with his plumped lips parting in a spectacularly bimbo fashion. He was only wearing a fishnet bodysuit that barely contained his huge knockers. Leaning like he was, Gary was also giving Morgan a great view of his magnificent ass.  She felt her cock stiffening at the view. Morgan was loving the new sensation. She used to have a great ass.  "Oh, isn't that clear what I did?" she grinned "I just took you over, bitch. Now I'm going to be the suit with tons of money and you're going to be the bimbo whore you so greatly were yesterday." Gary stood up, nervous and ashamed.  "Don't worry, luv. Judging by yesterday's pe...

  "Sam, I don't know how to tell you this, but you see...I lost the medallion. I can't switch us back," said Trish.  "Say what??" asked Sam from the hospital bed. He wanted to say more when a painful contraction hit him: " OoooooWWWWWW OWWWWW." Regaining some breath Sam managed to say: "Man, that was a big one....When the fuck it..Mphf..happened?" Trish bit her lips nervously: "A month ago." Sam's eyes went wide and he started to stand his upper body up and yell at the woman who took his body and left him pregnant with twins, but another subdue contraction blocked him.  "Look, it's not like I did it on purpose. I was careful, the medallion was locked in the same place for months, one day it was gone," Trish explained.  "Why the f-fuck...OWWWW....you fu-fucking decided to not tell...OWWW...me?" Sam asked in pain.  He was convulsely moving around in the bed and Trish came closer to try to calm him down...

“Good job honey! I think soon you’ll be ready to suck real cock instead of my strap-on!” giggled Sara to her former husband Pete. Pete looked up at her, while still sucking Sara’s plastic phallus. He knew better than stopping a blowjob when not told. However, his perplexed stare was not lost on Sara. “Don’t worry honey, it won’t be a stranger, I’ll call in your colleague Mark. I know you two were close!” Pete hated Mark and Sara knew it. She was just teasing him more. Ever since she decided to punish him for his frequent infidelities by transforming him into a busty woman, it has been humiliation after humiliation for Pete. The idea of sucking Mark’s cock was no more repulsive than give a handjob to the neighbors’s son or being livestreamed while fucked by Sara. What was different was that Pete remembered that Mark had a rather impressive cock and Pete could only imagine how big it could grow. Worse still, he felt his pussy moistening at the thought and deep down Pete foun...

  “Will you please change me back now?” said angrily Jack, while stroking Tom's cock. Ever since he changed him into a woman, he was making him doing all kind of demeaning acts, like giving him a handjob in their living room. Jack agreed to be changed into a woman using a weird magic spell Tom found somewhere on the internet as compensation for failing to pay rent for two consecutive months, but his patience was running thin. Especially because Tom continued to postpone the moment where he would change him back and kept asking to do more and more stuff. And now he was on his knees stroking Tom's cock. “I dressed nicely for you, took you to the company’s dinner, lapdanced for you and now I’m giving you a handjob just like you request—ed...Oh fuck no, you didn’t!” Jack’s speech was interrupted by Tom cumming copiously all over his face. Still panting from his orgasm, Tom said: “I’m—sorry...y-you were looking too good...Oh man, I think I've never cummed this much!”...

  Troy looked over at his schedule and sighed. The beginning of the year was always a busy period for a gym instructor. People flocked gyms, full of their new year’s resolutions that in two weeks they will forget. After years of working, he knew the drill at that point. His next one was a returning one, Jim Brookman. He was a scrawny college freshman who came a couple of times months before. He said he wanted to beef up but then he disappeared without much notice. Maybe he got some nasty remark at home and felt the need to come back. Entering the room where he did his lessons, Troy was surprised by what he saw. On the floor stretching up there was a blonde girl dressed with yoga pants and a tight tank top that barely contained her impressive cleavage. She seemed to recognize him, but Troy was damned if he could remembered her. “Oh, hi Mr. Jones. I hope you don’t mind that I started warming up a bit by myself,” she said smiling. “Uh, no, it’s fine...But who are you? My n...

  Jason stirred his multivitamin juice with the straw. That was all he was going to eat for the day and he could feel the hunger growl of his flat stomach. But if he wanted to keep it flat, that’s what he had to do. He couldn’t risk getting some extra pounds. An even marginally fatter Sonja Richards could lose her fans and her rich husband. He sighed. Being a hot woman was harder than he thought. He bet that Erika would be laughing at him if she knew what he was thinking. It was her doing that put him where he was now. When Jason was a man and he and Erika were going out together, he was constantly complaining that hot women had it easy, that they could just bat their eyelashes and show some boobs to get anything they wanted. Erika would have been fine with this annoying trait of him, wasn’t for the fact that he was also complaining about her not looking pretty enough. He simply wouldn’t listen to the fact that to look like supermodels it was hard and painful. So she ...