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I’m sorry ma’am, but I don’t think that is necessary.”
She gives you a puzzled look.
“Wait, what? Why are you here?” She asks, so confused.
“I’m here to just have a little fun,” you say. “Tell me, are you insecure about your looks?”
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 PROUD 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 looks a whole damn lot! Happy now, psycho?”
You never would have guessed she was gay. Not that it matters, of course.
“Yes, very much 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 makes her so, unfathomably horny. She could jerk off to that picture all day, and why would she not be able to? She’s straight! She finds that women are sexually disgusting ...not that she ever didn’t feel that way, of course. 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 asks aloud. “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 should just calm down. You also shouldn’t be insecure about your looks and I don’t think you are anyway. After all, you look amazing for your age. A true MILF.”
Renee’s hair becomes longer and curlier as her mom outfit morphs into white pants heels, a black tank, and a leather jacket, while her body definitely becomes curvier, sexier and more youthful-looking overall. She really 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. You want me to fuck you.”
“-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!”
She gives you a puzzled look.
“Wait, what? Why are you here?” She asks, so confused.
“I’m here to just have a little fun,” you say. “Tell me, are you insecure about your looks?”
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 PROUD 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 looks a whole damn lot! Happy now, psycho?”
You never would have guessed she was gay. Not that it matters, of course.
“Yes, very much 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 makes her so, unfathomably horny. She could jerk off to that picture all day, and why would she not be able to? She’s straight! She finds that women are sexually disgusting ...not that she ever didn’t feel that way, of course. 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 asks aloud. “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 should just calm down. You also shouldn’t be insecure about your looks and I don’t think you are anyway. After all, you look amazing for your age. A true MILF.”
Renee’s hair becomes longer and curlier as her mom outfit morphs into white pants heels, a black tank, and a leather jacket, while her body definitely becomes curvier, sexier and more youthful-looking overall. She really 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. You want me to fuck you.”
“-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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