It all starts one day when I get a phone call from a man by the name of John.He calls me up asking me to come over and help him fix his boat. He says ...e will pay me five hundred if I can get it running before their trip to the lake this coming weekend. So I say, "Well why not? I can use the money."So I go get in my piece of crap S-10 and head to his place. He lives about two miles from town. As I'm driving just out of the city limits I get a text from John saying - we're gonna be working. ”“What do you mean?”“Well, I sometimes take an extra sachet of sweetener when I leave a restaurant. It’s good to have one on me. I sometimes use restrooms in supermarkets without making a purchase. Never paid for a single computer game until I was about fifteen, sixteen years old. Is that stealing?”“Technically, yes.”“Then yes, I did steal.”“You admit to stealing?”He marked the paper again.“No.”“But you just said...”“I lied. I figured you could tell. Not so much as a toothpick, mate.”That was a. Kathy had shown up. She had cast aspell and taken his cock. She had given him her...'No, this is impossible' Stephen reasoned as he reached down between hislegs and felt his new labia. He quickly retracted his hand feeling sick.'Why would Kathy do this to him?'To make matters worse he still needed to pee quite badly. Feeling pissedoff Stephen knew what he needed to do. He lowered the seat again and satdown. It took a few moments to realise which muscles to relax but hefinally felt a relief as. I cannot wait!" She laughed aloud as the male's cock pulsed against the leather at her words, and with the sound of the descending rattan. A great cheer and applause went up as his cry of pain echoed around the arena as a closely placed microphone ensured no female anywhere in the huge crowd missed his agony.He bucked and squirmed in the tight leather straps as Destiny delivered her five strokes with all the venom she could muster; his cock slithered and dribbled on the padded bench, he was so.