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Feminized by My Father
Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Shemales, Author: AssLover1992, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
I opened my eyes, blinked, yawned, closed them again. I felt confused, disoriented in a way that was... strange. It wasn't like waking up was supposed to be, I wasn't half asl**p. I can't remember getting in the bed, in fact I can't remember the last thing I remember. Where did consciousness end last? I was clueless. I tired to move my body and I found it difficult. I could move though, I rolled over onto my stomach and opened my eyes, I was on the guest bed in the basement. Blinking didn't clear the fuzz from the world, so I went ahead and tried to get out of bed. As I stood I felt an incredible weakness throughout my body, and I gasp as my legs gave out and I hit the ground. "Oh son, I see your up." My father's voice, I try to say something back but can only mumble. I feel his hands on my shoulders, turning me over, then picking me up. He lays me back on the bed, with my head near the side. "Can you hear what I'm saying?" he ask. I mumble. "Great!" he sounds really excited. His hand touches my face, rubs my cheek. I wonder what he is doing, its a very odd touch. It gets even stranger as he slips a finger into my mouth. I feel myself suck on his finger just a bit, my tongue pushes against it, a reflex to the invasion. I wonder if he is trying to check me for vitals or something. "I think I used too much maybe..." he slaps my cheek, and begins to stroke my neck and face. He has large, powerful hands. The caress is strange, like he is fondling ... me. I start to see clearly and when I try to speak it comes out. "Wha... What's going on Dad?" "You don't remember?" he looks surprised. "No... what happened?" "You woke up several times during the trip, once during the operation too, haha boy what a shocker, lousy third world doctors huh, I even explained this to you already twice." I coughed and swallowed, confused. "What?" My dad took my hand and placed it on my stomach, it was then I realized I didn't have a shirt on. I didn't get what he was doing as he moved my hand lower. It hit me when he got to my groin that I had no body hair left. He left my hand there and reached down to my dick, rubbing my limp cock and stroking my balls. I stammered and mumbled but I didn't even know what to say, I was beginning to panic. Then the real shock hit me when he pulled my hand up and sat it on my left breast. I shouldn't have breast! My dad laughed. "I should keep you d**gged all the time just to see you relive this moment." I tried to sit up and my father pushed me back down, leaning over my body. I became aware that he had positioned his crotch right next to my face. Letting go of me he reached down to the floor and picked something up. I gasped when he held the mirror up to my face. My lips were larger, I had several piercings, and my face had been painted up to look like a cheap whore. "Your a cute little bitch son, it's been killing me waiting for this these past few weeks." ...