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No Man Would



He lay there feeling his naked nubile body, staring at a nearby clock. 

His right hand lay on the pussy of his feminine form, lightly stroking fingernails over the top of the slit he’d been given for a solid weekend. 

His left hand lay on the back of his neck, feeling the catch at the base of his neck, intimately aware of the knowledge that if he sink a finger under it he would release the suit and be able to pull it off, and be free of this. 

“No man would willingly let themselves become a woman” he remembered the version of himself from before the start of the weekend echo in his mind, foolishly proclaiming. 

He felt his body heating from inside the suit all the way out to the skin his delicate finger gently caressed. There wasn’t a trace of the old him to be seen with this body, he moaned in response as he felt the tingling pulses ripple out from the entrance at the intersection of his legs and pelvis. 

“You wanna bet?” Dan, now Amanda grinned at him. The memory flashed followed by the very next days 

“This suit has a three day limit on it, spend the weekend with me and if you don’t like it I’ll give up my suit as well, but if you lose…” 

There was no way he could lose. He was secure in his manhood, in his masculinity. 

He found out how wrong he was.  

That first time he felt arousal from with in swell up and waves across his body, making his nipples push out against his bra felt like being high, unable to sit still, unable to think quite clearly until--

Amanda’s tongue was a little slice of heaven between her legs 

No man would do this. 

Buy obviously she was no man at all. 

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a slightly disjointed experiment of a cap. again something sitting in my black library for a very lonig while, but felt like I needed to publish something. 

hopefully you all like it 
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  1. LadyabelladonaMay 19, 2021 at 8:17 PM

    I didn't find it disjointed at all, I enjoyed it a lot, I think no man would find that story disjointed at all

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