The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Wednesday April 30, 2014

She blankly stared straight ahead at the mirror, fixated on the talisman she had put on just a few moments ago. It still felt warm even though it was no longer glowing,

She had watched her hair grow out, down her face and over her shoulders in just seconds and the color change just as quickly. The image of her breasts ballooning out and around the talisman was still fresh in her mind.

Her hands moved towards her pussy, her entire body still tingled with pleasure but she felt empty somehow. A finger found its way inside of her and she dropped to her knees as she moaned. The image in her mind replaced with a new one, a mans cocks.

Her head tilted back slightly as she opened her mouth. She pushed a second finger in and her new body easily orgasmed. The pleasure burned away her old self, leaving nothing but a sex starved fuck toy behind.

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