Hold it

Perry pounded the ceiling with his right hand and tried to get his friend Rick to stop licking.
Perry pounded the ceiling with his right hand and tried to get his friend Rick to stop licking.
Cody was totally being dominated in bed, and part of him loved the thrill. As Wendy rammed him from behind, she suddenly grabbed his hair for better control. There was no denying it: she was in charge now!
As Hank swept the last speck of dust off the glass, he turned and said: “Okay, Liz, I’ve finished cleaning the entire house and cooked dinner. Could you turn me back into a man, please?”
Ryan in Diana’s body was prepped and ready to receive his husband’s dick inside of him on wedding night, when suddenly a burst of static interrupted his reverie. He picked up the CB radio his sister Diana had left him for emergencies. “What is it now, Sis?” he asked irately, as he felt soft blonde tresses tickling his bosom in his white wedding dress. “I’m wearing the dress you picked out, the panties you picked out, and I even married your fiance because you were too chickenshit to walk down the aisle. What else do you want?”
Kenneth pouted and sat down on the cold stone steps until Jennifer finally noticed. “Honey, what’s wrong?” she asked.
Harvey was thrilled when the Role Exchanger floated into his neighborhood and gave him a new body: this female blondie body. He lifted his left arm and deeply inhaled his wonderful feminine smell. It was much, much better than his old bad B.O.
Grant had long nurtured a secret crush on his stepsister, Riley.
Darien stuck out his right hand with thumb up and held his legs together to recover some balance. He wasn’t born with this body after all, so it was gonna take some time getting used to. However, he was realistic about his chances to get a ride even on this backcountry road. Someone would stop for him, hopefully a nice guy like he’d been previously.
“Oh, so that’s your fantasy, Beth?” Mark said, playfully licking his finger as his wife stepped out of the machine sporting enlarged tits, wavy pink hair, balls and a ten-inch cock springing between her legs.
Charlie’s wife Clarissa was a lovely girl with raven locks, but Charlie was unhappy about how prim and submissive she was. Many men might enjoy that, but not Charlie. A woman’s place was not to stay home or in the kitchen, but rather to be outgoing, confident, and strong—Charlie believed this fervently.