Seeing Spots
The flesh underneath expanded to match, pulling more of the former male's muscle away; the small mounds steadily ballooning outwards, from a small b cup to a nice paw filling c.
The Pacification Center... chap 1
Smiling he waved to the new couple as they left, the small stag laughing merrily as he took the big former male home to be his third doe...
Being my trans sister's valentine
He hoped it wasn't because of her being a former boy. boris then said: "i could be your valentine, you know, just until mom and dad gets home. i can keep you company while you watch your movies." ivana looked at him and smiled.
Simple Superiority
He drove his cock home relentlessly, his shaft ruining the former male's hole with its breadth. "and this is what i came for."
Chapter Twelve
Why didn't dale keep his former male identity? she knew humans did so in far less... extreme circumstances. from what they could gather, it was like they just threw mr. dale away, and replaced him with ms. dale. maybe that was it.
The Ship
A short while later they remerged, now sporting the eyes and limbs of my former men. the smell of smoke and sickening spices as the only clue as to what was done with the parts they didn't take.
Escalations of Errors
The former male looked down at her feminine body and sobbed. she brought both her hands to the alien mounds and pushed them up. a few seconds later, safiya returned. "i called my brother," she said. "he's on his way." "your brother?" cam cried.
The Meerkat and the Meteorite
She clasped her mouth in reflex because of how different she sounded now than her former male state. timon struggled to get up still trying to adjust to her new form and the extra weight in her chest.
Company of Wolves
The last of the former males human sperm shot into the wolf femme, mixing with her juices. paul felt his cock seem to crumpled, deflating with each spurt. finally, the his penis had shrunk and formed into her new clit.
From Hubby to Wife
She encouraged as jerome's lip's parted and he let his own former male hood slip into his mouth. "ohoooo ya that's it... suck on it... little slut!" pammy moaned thrusting the head of that big fucker between his lips, and against the back of his throat.
Within The Lab: Preparation
She could hear the noise dimly and could only imagine what the other former male felt while being taken like this. her long tongue flicked out as her muzzle bumped up roughly against the cervix and she could feel the dimpled opening.
Spotting the Shooting Star
Both former men laminated their inability to communicate in these forms, at least in human means. their growls and yowls had little meaning to still-human brains.