All the girls thought he was gorgeous but were too afraid to admit it. Afraid of what their parents would say. Afraid of what their boyfriends would d.... And afraid to be the gossip of their tiny town. Quinn wasn't afraid, though. She didn't currently have a boyfriend, most of the town didn't even know that she existed, and she wasn't afraid to disappoint her father anymore. The football team was the talk of the town, and Marcus was the talk of the team. According to Quinn's dad, they had a good. He smiled. Then he began to grope me further, over my tits, under my skirt. I began to grow hot as he rubbed me downstairs. My underwear grew wet. It made me aroused to feel so foolish. I had walked into a trap. The doctor was aroused also. He began to sweat and shiver. I knew he wanted me even before he he brought me close to him. It was a sensitive movement. He knew I cold fight and struggle, and he brought me to him carefully. I stepped without a mind. It was hard not to step. His toenails turnedblack, and to his horror, began merging together. Then with a loud 'POP'his knees reversed. He emmediately recognized his legs. "Oh, no!" Hecalled out. His mom let out a scream of horror, and he looked over andsaw her on her knees, staring at her hands, only they weren't handsanymore. They were hooves, just like his own feet. He stared in horror athis mother, even as a long reddish brown tail sprouted from her tailbone.He could feel his own growing, and could feel the changes. "I have been wetting a lot." Good! Finish that bottle. Then we'll see how well you're wettingtoday. If I think you're doing well enough, then - maybe - we can findyou something else to wear. Maybe! But it's all going to depend onhow much I can see that you're wetting yourself today."How much she could see? That was going to be difficult to show her -despite how much he knew he was wetting himself. But any chance to notgo out in just his diaper was something he had to try for. He.