Bad Carbon Copy
Bad Carbon Copy By Angie (kitn) Hughes There she was. Standing in the mirror in front of me in all her natural beauty. The most beautiful girl in the world. So, why wasn't she smiling? I looked down at myself, curves like a two-by-four, breasts just barely more rounded than a sheet of paper. The... thing sticking out from between my legs, pointing up at me like it was trying to remind me of its existence. I looked back at the beautiful girl in the mirror and...