“This ring will cast an illusion around to you make you look male again.” I explain. They
won’t ever stop lactating, will never sag, and the skin will never stretch or lose its elasticity. I’m sure they won’t
care if I sneak in and borrow some. “See ya later!” shout to Dan and John as I run off to my first class. I’m also
immediately gratified to find that his vaginal flow has already increased. Since when have I ever regretted the consequences of my actions?”
“You’re kidding right?”
I roll my eyes and pull him tight. Dan winces, though
he doesn’t appear to be badly hurt, and I quickly use my demonic/angelic powers heal his back via
other-modification lvl 2. His tits, now that I’ve got them flowing, leave rivulets of milk down his front. Ouch! and on the other he can give in and try to help stimulate an orgasm to
relieve himself. I ignore it and push forwards, and quickly
his cries of pain are replaced by moans as his virgin pussy continues to stretch wider. I still look like myself, mostly, and if I dress right you won’t even be able to tell
I’m a chick. I don’t want to be male again. Hey.”
“Hey yourself. I want you to fuck me!”
What an awful idiot.
