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I'm not going through a good time right now, I know I'm not the best, but I'm going to sell commissions for anyone who would like to support me through this. I can mimic styles, any that you suggest, and I can try to fulfill any fetish requests you might have.
Need to fit in at Bear Weekend?🐻 💪🏾
Your boyfriend has just the spell to help you look the part.
Now you’re packing more beef than anyone at the venue can handle 😈
Kai knew he wanted to possess this massive hairy hunk! The question was how to get inside…😈
Kai shrinks himself and hitches a ride in Kevin’s gym bag. Once the huge bodybuilder is out cold, he makes his move! 🏃♂️
Kevin, now under Kai’s control, takes stock of his impressive new body 💪🏾 and starts downloading the apps to plan a new life of unlimited hookups ✌🏾🍆🔥
Lo kebangun dan pantat lo kerasa banget nyerinya, dan lo heran karena sepanjang malem kayaknya lo yang nge-top si Irfan. Mata lo terbelalak saat lo buka mata dan ngeliat badan lo sendiri ada di pojok ruangan udah pake celana pendek lo dan senyum lebar banget kayak dia yang kesenengan lo udah bangun
"Hey man, sumpah semalem asik banget sih. Thanks ya, ini gue udah mau workout pagi dulu sebelum kelas. Lo istirahat dulu gih, gak ada kelas kan lo hari ini? Lumayan kan kalau besok baru keluar kamar seenggaknya jalan lo udah bakal mendingan,"
Lo cuma bisa tertegun heran saat dia pake jersey lo dan ngeluyur keluar aja dengan entengnya ngebawa tas lo dan seakan seluruh hidup yang lo kenal menjauh dari genggaman lo setiap meternya yang dia ambil....
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You feel that your asshole and back incredibly sore after last night's fucking, which is weird because clearly you're the one topping Irfan. But then your eyes goes wide as you witness your impostor looked at you with a wild, confident smug smile wearing your shorts
"Hey, you're finally awake! Last night was crazy, now I'm heading out to the gym ya, you said you have no class today, right? Well, a day rest so you don't have to walk funny this week then, aight see ya!"
You are stunned beyond belief, watching your impostor carrying your life away from your grasp with every stride he takes, and you don't even stop him.....
Recording a video for his friends after getting his rich stepdad...
Atendiendo al cliente
*Llega una notificación*
Es de un hombre mayor queriendo chatear con GingerBred, el sujeto de las siguientes fotos:
En realidad Rodrigo creó está estafa usando fotos de este modelo y creo un perfil de citas para engañar a cualquiera persona que se interese en su perfil al ver las fotos de Ginger. Rodrigo agarró su teléfono y revisó el mensaje del hombre mayor con la siguiente transcripción: -oye hermoso, he visto tu perfil y me interesa conocerte, aunque yo sea algo viejo, aún tengo muchos trucos para enseñarte 😜❤️-
Al ver la determinación del anciano, Rodrigo supo que debía corresponder el mensaje con alguna foto para lograr quitarle varios billetes al hombre mayor. Con suerte Rodrigo es un cambia formas, solo visualizó minuciosamente cada ángulo y composición de las fotos de Ginger que tiene en su perfil y con una sola respiración el se transformó en él.
Rodrigo se volvió una copia intacta del modelo Ginger Bred, cada vez que Rodrigo lleva a cabo una transformación, su adrenalina se eleva al máximo y sus deseos sexuales se incrementan demasiado, la emoción fue tanta que Rodrigo le compartió las siguientes fotos al viejo con un link de su ubicación para que ya venga ahora mismo a su casa.
Ya hasta Rodrigo olvidó poner la cantidad de dinero que costaría la visita a su casa, pero por ahora eso no importa, igual todos los viejos siempre tienen mucho dinero. Está será una ganancia exquisita.
Still getting my tits out after all these years
The antique grandfather clock in the hallway had a pendulum that swung with a heavy, metallic thud. It was a clumsy piece of furniture, smelling of lemon oil and old dust. Every sixty seconds, it let out a guttural chime that vibrated through the floorboards. It had been in the family for three generations, outlasting everyone who ever tried to wind it.
“I can’t be… no,” I groaned, the words coming out as a wet, wheezing rattle. I looked down and saw a vast, pale expanse of stomach spilling over the waistband of some beige slacks. The skin was mottled and loose. Suddenly, a hot, bubbling pressure surged in my gut, and a loud, wet rip echoed through the quiet room. A warmth spread rapidly across my rear, soaking into the fabric of the pants.
“Eww,” a voice piped up from below. I looked down to see my own young body—lean, smooth, and terrified—staring back at me with an expression of pure disgust. My uncle was inside me, his eyes blinking with a confused, childish innocence. He shrugged, a small smile playing on my lips. “Relax, uncle. It happens.” The humiliation hit me like a physical blow, and I felt a sob catch in my throat, but the urgency in my bowels was undeniable. I waddled toward the bathroom, my heavy thighs chafing with every step.
The bathroom was a cramped, tiled cell that smelled of bleach and stale urine. I barely made it to the toilet before the floodgates opened, a violent and messy release that left me shaking. I sat there for a long time, listening to the rhythmic thud of the grandfather clock in the hall, feeling the sheer weight of this alien, decaying body. When I finally cleaned myself up and stepped back into the hallway, the air felt colder, and my skin felt tighter, as if the fat were settling into new, permanent folds.
My aunt was waiting by the door, her floral dress clinging to her hips in a way I had never noticed before. She looked at me—at the man she thought was her husband—with a gaze that was far too hungry for a casual Tuesday afternoon. "Darling, could you hold the dog while I get the leash?" she asked, her voice a low, honeyed purr. Before I could answer, she stepped into my space, her chest pressing firmly against my bloated stomach.
I looked down at the tiny Shih Tzu yapping at my ankles, its fur matted and gray. "Relax," I muttered to the dog, though the voice that came out was a gravelly, masculine rumble that vibrated in my own chest. My aunt didn't seem to mind the tone; instead, she leaned in and pressed a lingering, open-mouthed kiss to my jaw. Her tongue flicked against my skin, tasting of peppermint and something metallic, sending a jolt of electricity straight to the groin of this foreign, heavy body.
Across the living room, my uncle—trapped in my young, athletic frame—was sprawled on the sofa, legs kicked up, tossing a stress ball against the ceiling. He looked vibrant, his skin glowing, a smug grin plastered on my face. He was enjoying the novelty of a metabolism that actually worked and joints that didn't creak, while I was left to manage the logistics of a sagging midline and a wife who was suddenly very interested in my presence. The anger flared for a second, but as she slid her hand down my back to give my rear a firm, possessive squeeze, the resentment dissolved into a heavy, languid heat.
I tried to tell her that something was wrong, that I wasn't the man she thought I was, but the words died in my throat. As she pressed her body closer, grinding her hip into my thigh, a surge of blood rushed south. It was an intense, throbbing sensation, a biological imperative that ignored the psychological horror of the situation. This body was old and tired, but its desires were primal and insistent. My cock strained against the beige fabric of the slacks, hardening into a thick, insistent rod that left no doubt about my state of arousal.
Is it really punishment if you enjoy it in the end? 🤔😆🤣
Zach thought he could ruin the "pudgy guy's" life forever. Well, until he turned the tables...
Kissing is transformative…💪🏾😚
