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“I’m sorry ma’am, but I don’t think that is necessary.”
“Wait, what? Why are you here?” She asks, so confused.
“I’m here to just have a little fun,” you say. “Tell me, old-timer, are you insecure about your age?”
Her cheeks go red as her face forms a deep scowl!
“Huh? How dare you just show up and be so...rude!” She says rather loudly.
“You are insecure about it. You miss the days when you were young and beautiful and you could...well, I don’t want to make any assumptions about your sexual preferences, but-”
She slams the door in your face. Classic, but hardly effective.
“You will open the door back up to me and continue to speak despite your anger. You won’t call the police and will tell me your name and sexual orientation.”
She does indeed open the door.
“You sicko! I don’t even know why I’m talking to you, but my name is Daphne and I am a lesbian! My girlfriend and I split up a long time ago and now I have a boy to myself, and YES I do miss my youth a whole damn lot! Happy now, psycho?”
“Yes, terribly so,” you say, smiling. “But being a lesbian won’t do. You’ve always been straight, Daphne.”
Daphne shudders for a moment as the thought of a huge, meaty cock being shoved into her makes her so, unfathomably horny. She found women sexually disgusting now...not that she ever didn’t. Reality changing fast, she now only remembers fucking so many young, huge guys when she was younger, and she remembers fucking that douche Georgie who would be her husband for less than 2 years before he ran off, leaving her with Billy, her biological (not adopted anymore, thus changing his reality) son.”
“What? I said I was straight you monster...why did I even fucking say that,” she says. “God, I so badly just want to slam the door in your fucking face!”
“Now Daphne...or should I say Renee, your actual name, I think you shouldn’t be insecure about your age and I don’t think you are. After all, you look amazing for it. A true MILF.”
Renee’s hair becomes blonder and straight as her mom outfit morphs into a dress while her body definitely becomes curvier and sexier overall. She looks much, much better for her age.
“Mhmmm...yeah, I am quite a MILF, aren’t I?” She asks, now sounding very confident. “But I still despise you for just showing up and being so rude! You make me-”
“-so incredibly turned on.”
“-so FUCKING turned on!” She moans, the anger washing away and being replaced by unmitigated sexual lust. “God I’m soaking wet! Get in here right now, mister, so mommy can show you the house!”
“Don’t mind if I do!”
“Wait, what? Why are you here?” She asks, so confused.
“I’m here to just have a little fun,” you say. “Tell me, old-timer, are you insecure about your age?”
Her cheeks go red as her face forms a deep scowl!
“Huh? How dare you just show up and be so...rude!” She says rather loudly.
“You are insecure about it. You miss the days when you were young and beautiful and you could...well, I don’t want to make any assumptions about your sexual preferences, but-”
She slams the door in your face. Classic, but hardly effective.
“You will open the door back up to me and continue to speak despite your anger. You won’t call the police and will tell me your name and sexual orientation.”
She does indeed open the door.
“You sicko! I don’t even know why I’m talking to you, but my name is Daphne and I am a lesbian! My girlfriend and I split up a long time ago and now I have a boy to myself, and YES I do miss my youth a whole damn lot! Happy now, psycho?”
“Yes, terribly so,” you say, smiling. “But being a lesbian won’t do. You’ve always been straight, Daphne.”
Daphne shudders for a moment as the thought of a huge, meaty cock being shoved into her makes her so, unfathomably horny. She found women sexually disgusting now...not that she ever didn’t. Reality changing fast, she now only remembers fucking so many young, huge guys when she was younger, and she remembers fucking that douche Georgie who would be her husband for less than 2 years before he ran off, leaving her with Billy, her biological (not adopted anymore, thus changing his reality) son.”
“What? I said I was straight you monster...why did I even fucking say that,” she says. “God, I so badly just want to slam the door in your fucking face!”
“Now Daphne...or should I say Renee, your actual name, I think you shouldn’t be insecure about your age and I don’t think you are. After all, you look amazing for it. A true MILF.”
Renee’s hair becomes blonder and straight as her mom outfit morphs into a dress while her body definitely becomes curvier and sexier overall. She looks much, much better for her age.
“Mhmmm...yeah, I am quite a MILF, aren’t I?” She asks, now sounding very confident. “But I still despise you for just showing up and being so rude! You make me-”
“-so incredibly turned on.”
“-so FUCKING turned on!” She moans, the anger washing away and being replaced by unmitigated sexual lust. “God I’m soaking wet! Get in here right now, mister, so mommy can show you the house!”
“Don’t mind if I do!”
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