A Modern Metamorphosis
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Ash took a deep breath.
For as good as life had been for the trainer, things were starting to become... stale. It felt as if he was stuck in a loop of sorts, unable to break free no matter what he did.
"I just want a change." he thought, laying down in his bed. Sleep came quickly, with him unaware of what would await him come tomorrow.
As the morning rays of sunlight pierced through my bedroom window I was awakened from the most intense dream, reenacting what had happened the night before. My throbbing hard little cock was gently humping against the sheets of my bed while I couldn’t stop thinking about the amazing big black cock I had in my mouth just hours ago. I could still taste him on my tongue, and I could smell him on my lips. What had happened to me? Why was I so turned on by all of this? I thought to myself, ‘Maybe it...
This is the first part of my second novel. See my profile for details.-------I: THE METAMORPHOSISMy name is Shawna. At least, according to my driver’s license it is. I used to be Shawn Milner, a relatively successful businessman with a bit of a drinking habit. I had lived as Shawn for twenty-seven very satisfied years, taking what I wanted from life and giving it my charming company in return. Even when that company was unwanted.I was handsome, bold, strong… I really had it all. Not that I...
As the morning rays of sunlight pierced through my bedroom window I was awakened from the most intense dream, reenacting what had happened the night before. My throbbing hard little cock was gently humping against the sheets of my bed while I couldn't stop thinking about the amazing big black cock I had in my mouth just hours ago. I could still taste him on my tongue, and I could smell him on my lips. What had happened to me? Why was I so turned on by all of this? I thought to myself,...
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No sooner had Jack done this and had stood up to head down stairs when he saw a little green flash and heard a familiar pip emanating from the top of Susan’s dresser. Her Lifestyle Nudism identity band had also just decided to wake up! Jack walked over to the dresser, picked up the ID band and handed it to Susan who was still lying in bed. “Here you are, sis” Jack said. “Your turn” Susan looked at the unit in Jack’s hand then very quickly began to rouse herself from her bed. She threw down...
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When the kids on the school bus got off the bus just around the corner from St. Barts, I told the bus driver that I had to pick up something from the store on the corner—my house was only a mile away from St. Barts. I walked to the convent, knocked on the door of Mother Superior’s office, and was asked to come in. Mother Superior picked up the crumpled hanky, getting my semen on her fingers, and dropped it saying “Yuk.” I had jacked off in it in the boy’s restroom just before getting on the...