It’s not My fault your so horny I’ve given you the chance to cum once a day. And well I’ve been masturbating like crazy to all the porn on your ...omputer while you’ve been at work”I can believe that was happening since Tish worked from home and often had time in between clients to play.“I must say you have collected a lot of porn I especially like the quotes you’ve written to pictures”i thought to myself i could be in real trouble here some of the pictures were of cuckold’s sucking Bulls cocks. By the time we left I was dying to get drunk, and that's precisely what I did when I got back to my hotel room. I was on my fifth bourbon and coke, watching television when my mobile rang. I toyed with the idea of letting it go to voicemail, but instead I answered."Hello," I slurred."Dave it's Tenneille, how are you?" came the chirpy voice of my cousin."Hey baby how are you?" I said, my cock rising instantly at the thought of her. At 19 she was a fucking stunner, blonde haired blue eyed cutie. Unsteadily I stood up and looked around more closely. I walked over to the wardrobe and saw my reflection in the mirror. I was blonde and definitely a female. I checked myself out properly. I looked quite good, I thought. Inside the wardrobe the clothes matched the new me. I had a nice selection in there and I spent a couple of minutes just looking at them in wonder. Then I grabbed some underwear a pair of jeans and a jumper and sat down at the dressing table. Then I realised I'd dressed. I ditched my actual luggage and ID cards in the bus station locker and picked up some worn, but not shabby, clothes from the Goodwill store.Moving in was pretty painless, what with having no furniture and all. I bought a lawn chair, a blue tarp, some tools, some screws, bolts and a little bit of assorted hardware, and a sleeping bag. A few groceries, a Styrofoam cooler, a copy of Stephen King’s “It” and a deck of cards pretty much completed my efforts.Then I began to hunt.It really feels more.