As a girl, you can't stop thinking about cocks, sucking on them, and fucking them like a wanton little slut, even though as a guy you are straight and...the fact that you become a cock hungry nympho as girl terrifies you and makes you even more embarrassed and determined to break the curse.The only way to break the curse is to knock up a girl and make her pregnant with your offspring. This can happen because when you are in direct physical contact with a girl and you grow aroused, you won't. He and dad both took to calling her ‘Mel’ and she even cleaned the whole house the way one would do a ‘spring’ cleaning. Monday morning Nathan forced himself up with the alarm, and dressed for work. He could head dad snoring through the walls. After tying his shoes he made it to the fridge for some cereal and found a list of food items they might need soon hung on it with a large magnetic letter F. Stuffing the list in his pocket he decided to pick the things up on his way home. Melanie was. In Texas, most of the pastures seemed to be larger than my father’s entire farm. The further we drove, the hilly the country became, and the pastures were filled with lush, green grass. When I remarked about that to Susan, she explained. ‘We’ve really had a lot of rain this year,’ Susan said, ‘normally the fields aren’t quite that green, and the grass isn’t that heavy.’ In North Carolina, we had huge oaks, and towering poplar and pine trees. In Texas, there weren’t many trees, and most were. Everything had its place. It was the sort of room only visited even by its owner. I had been going out, and sleeping in, with him for almost a year but that remained the picture I had of him. He had all the toys --- tailored suit; red sports car; straight cut hair; straighter teeth; shiny trinkets --- but it were as if he kept the real him tidied out of the way. I picked up a small wire sculpture of an a****l. A pig? It did nothing for me. I put it back in its place on the dustless sideboard..