I met my Sexual Angel here in one of the story, Her name is “Pra”(Not the actual name, sorry).Let me describe her – She was Wheatish, 5.8 tall, ...thletic body, cute melony boobies and her most attractive part was her curvy ass which u would want to caress them all day, after reading her story I decided to mail her and ask for a chat request which she surprising agreed.I started chatting with her on hangouts, after chatting casually we got to know that we were from the same city.I started. What was going on? Ny chest felt heavy. I soon found out why; I had breasts. What the hellhad happened to me?I took a look down at my body. As I did, long hair brushed against mycheeks. It felt itchy until I brushed it away.With the cover of the bed off, I got a look at the body I now wore. Itwas nothing like the body I knew. I sat up, prepared to get out of bed.The second shock hit me. Who was I? As I was wondering, The bolt of painlanced across my temples again. I blacked out.When I came to,. “Did I seriously just say ‘hanky panky?’ Way to use, like, the lamest words possible, Ria.”“What exactly do you mean by ‘hanky panky?’” Shane asked at last.“Can we please pretend I didn’t say that? That instead I used one of the million other stupid euphemisms for sex?”Finally, after staring at me for about a thousand years with an unreadable expression, he simply said, “Really?”“Of course, ‘really!’ You think I’m all nervous like this because I gave her a fucking hug and fell asleep? We were. ”Didi kia Kishore tujhe chod chuka hai? Fir ussne mujhe yahan kion bheja tujhe chodne ke liye?”Sonia hans kar boli,” Madan, ek to Kishore ko naya maal chahiye tha chudayi ke liye aur vo thee teri behan Sharda, jissko vo abhi chod raha hoga. Dusri baat ye hai ki mujhe bhi ab Kishore ke lund se utna maza nahin aata tha jitna aana chahiye.Iss liye maine program banaya tha ki Kishore tujhe raazi kar le ki tum meri chut chod lo aur Kishore teri behan Sharda ko chod le. Iss se chudayi mein nayapan.