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Studio:Ludella Hahns Fetish Adventures
Format:mp4
Length:22 min
Resolution:1080p
Format:mp4
Length:22 min
Resolution:1080p
to wear? There’s got to be something left behind out here because I’m not walking all the way back to my room like a NAKED GIRL when I know the kind of dudes who are here because I am one. Haha. Am I right, STEP-BRO? Hahaha! Or...I used to be, anyway,” She frowns. She finds a swimsuit somebody left on their beach towel and shimmies her way into it. “Sun’s out, buns out?” She reads. “Oh well, it’s all I could find,” While putting it on and having to make adjustments to keep her privates covered, she gets distracted by her new fat jiggly booty. “There’s some meat you can grab. YEAH! Except, that it’s on me. Ugh! What am I doing? I need to figure this out.” She adjusts the swimsuit again, claiming that it’s a little slutty and that her new vagina is basically sticking out of it. And then, she gets distracted by her tits. “Heh. Boobs.” She squeezes them. “What are these? DDs?” She pulls them out of the swimsuit and gropes and squeezes them. “Yeah, two big double handfuls. The best kind. Haha. Big, bouncy, squeezy tiddies.” She bounces and squeezes them, greatly enjoying her new tits. “Oh, some tingling down below. Haha. Oh, these are Niiiiice! Exactly the kind of tits that I like to play with. Except that they are attached to me. Okay. FOCUS!” She slaps the swimsuit back over them. “How do you figure out why you’re suddenly female? Why your body suddenly morphed into a girl?” She laughs nervously. “I got to get back to my room and figure out what I drank last night that turned me into a fucking woman!” Her phone dings a text alert. “Oh, my phone!” She digs them out of her discarded swim shorts. “Guess who?” She reads. “Ugh, how am I even supposed to guess that? Okay? ’Who?’” She texts back. Her phone dings with a response. “Oh, just some chick you dumped because I wasn’t a big titty bimbo blow-up doll..” She reads, looking perplexed. “Um, would I even be fucking somebody who wasn’t? Haha.” She finds out that it’s the chick she (he) dumped before going to this resort, but she didn’t think they were ever actually dating. Another text comes in: Are you enjoying that new body of yours? Her eyes go wide. “Uh, how do you know about that? Wait, did you do this to me? Are you a fucking witch???” She types back, in a passionate rage as she begins to realize why she’s now a girl. “I thought I’d give you the gift of BEING a big titty bimbo blow-up doll since that’s what you like so much.” The ex writes. GASP. Her eyes dart around in panic. How is this even possible? How could she do this to him? “Change me back, witch! Change my body NOW” She demands. She paces nervously, huffing and puffing. How could this be happening? DING. She reads the text, “You know what, I think I will change your body.” Great, she thinks, grinning at how easy that was, but then she reads more, “I don’t think your boobs are BIG enough. Let’s make them BIGGER...