Hey there, beautiful ⭐
Here's a personal fave of mine. I wasn't completely sold on the image, but the I feel liek the story I came up with is more than a perfect fit. I hope you enjoy :)
"How about this?" Liam was developing a bit of an attitude - absolutely perfect for what Ken needed.
"Perfect, bro!" Ken nodded with a sly grin, "There's no way we can't get backstage passes now. Those bouncers are gonna bounce out of the way for a bombshell like you!" Ken was a talented shapeshifter, and was growing impatient with Ken's requests.
Liam looked at Ken and folded her newly feminized arms, pushing up her ample cleavage, "Bro, you can't go around calling me bro when I look like... Like..." Liam just flailed her arms up and down her sides, "This!" Liam exclaimed, pushing her chest forward and placing her manicured hands on her wide hips.
Ken just nodded slowly, eyes making contact with anything but Liam's new supermodel face. He was completely dumbfounded, practically drooling, over the physique Liam was inadvertently showing off.
Liam just stood there, beginning to put the pieces together. "Alright, alright," Liam started, sounding more agitated than ever, "We can't get those passes if you're drooling like an idiot, so let me fix this issue."
Liam shot her arm forward and behind Ken's head, forcefully pulling his lips onto hers. Ken instantly calmed down as Liam put her womanly hands delicately onto Ken's stubbled face. In turn, Ken expertly ran his hands onto Liam's new breasts and cupped them both, fingers slowly working their way down to Liam's now erect nipples. There was suddenly an unexpected jolt of pleasure that coursed through Liam's body down to her pussy. She opened her eyes wide with a startled moan and pushed Ken away with her weak arms.
"Okay, you know what?" Liam exasperated, her tone a sexy alto, "Fuck the concert, bro.
We need to fuck."
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