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High School Girls

Date: 4/9/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Shemales, Author: lana100, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

be boys. Can I play too?" Sam nearly drove off the road in shock. "What makes you think we're playing a game?" "C'mon s*s, you always think I'm stupid. I'm not stupid. I heard you talk about 'changing back', and everyone at the pool heard Joanna scream about 'fixing it'. Boy, she's mad. Is she losing?" Yeah, losing it, Sam thought. "It sounds fun. Though I think your boy-name is dumb. Sam is what everyone calls you anyways. It should be something better, like Stephen or Sebastian. Does it have to start with the same letter? I think my boy name should be Chet, like my doll." Sam couldn't help but laugh. The high-pitched girl's laughter sobered him. "It's not a fun game, Cherise. And it's not for much longer anyhow." He rubbed his temples, trying to focus on the road. It had better not be for much longer. "Good." Cherise said. "I'd hate it if you were a boy. I love having a s*s like you, even if you do yell at me sometimes. You'll always be my s*s, right?" Sam didn't know how to answer. *** Joe trudged in, and was surprised to see his mom waiting for him in the foyer. She gave him a hug, and Joe felt his heavy breasts push against his mother's smaller ones. He quickly broke the hug, and f***ed a smile to lessen the rejection that showed in his mother's face. "Hi Mom." "You're just in time for dinner! And maybe afterwards, I thought we could get started on your room?" "My room?" Joe asked, and his mom gestured to some paint cans next to the stairs. "I got some paint from my ... friend Ellen, who's just finished painting her own daughter's room. There isn't enough for all four walls, but I thought we could paint two of the walls rose and the other two lavender pink. The walls that get sun would get the rose color, what do you think?" What do I think? Joe asked. He realized he didn't care at all. It might as well be someone else's room. Hell, he thought, it already was. "Sounds good mom." He said, plastering a smile on his face for his mom's sake. "Great! You won't be able to sl**p in your room tonight, but you can crash in the living room, sl**p with me if you like." "The living room would be fine mom." The thought of being in the same bed as his mom was uncomfortable, bordering on revolting. He joined his mom and his b*****r Jack for a simple supper and afterwards spent and hour or two helping his mom paint the room. His mom chattered at him about gettting new clothes, and Joe admitted he had borrowed his mom's swimsuit. He could still feel the lycra drying against his curvy body. To his surprise, his mom seemed actually relieved, even pleased. But then, he reflected, she too knew the alternatives he had available. Without realizing it, he agreed to go clothes shopping with his mom on the weekend. It should have bothered him that he agreed so easily, as if the weekend itself was some impossibly faraway date that would never come. Deep in his mind an awful thought was hatching, and the world around him was growing gray and transparent. *** Darren lay ...