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I hadn't stepped foot in this place for almost 10 years, and I haven't missed it for a day. A hick burgh in the middle of nowhere, New England. The most fun people have around here involves driving away for a night, or popping pills. Usually both. The best things I could say about it were that its leaves were very pretty in the fall, and it was home.

I was a different person when I left. A promising young lad with a scholarship that no one in their right mind could refuse. My school was only a state away, but once I left the city limits, I was determined to never come back.

I had a different name now. A different body too. Almost unrecognizable. I still had the same baby blue eyes with long eyelashes that I always had, but the rest only had traces. I'd thinned out, going from wide all over, to only wide in the hips. I lost my man breasts, and some hormones grew them up as a respectable b-cup. My face became pretty, my pointy nose and soft lips went from determents to assets, and damn it, my freckles were always cute. I kept my red hair in a wavy pony tail, and I was the image of a respectable, beautiful woman. Just, hiding a little something between my legs.

Only my dear mother knew how I'd changed. A home-body with a severe grudge against most of the townfolk for one reason or another, she isn't keen to tell a soul while I stay over.

Of course, the reason I was staying over was simple. I was flat broke. My job laid me off, right when I had made some risky investments, and my money evaporated. I managed to walk away without debt, but with only a suitcase full of clothes and one place that wouldn't charge rent.

So who are you, and how do we meet?

Are you my old friend from highschool, coming back to take over your old man's pizza joint, one of the few shining lights in this shit hole?

The pig of a teacher who insulted me at every opportunity before I left, but has a very different tune towards this new lady around down.

The kid I used to baby sit, grown up into a punk, hanging out with some friends that like him since he can't drink for another year or two, so he hasn't gotten his license revoked yet.

If you have any character ideas of your own, feel free!

As for how we meet:

Maybe I have to take up a new job as a pizza girl to get by.

Or I could go jogging to maintain my body, and keep my mind from slipping into depression.

A good old fashion cat-call, since I'm the best, newest piece of ass in town, and you have nothing better to do.

Again, I'm open to your ideas too!

Kinks: big cocks, big balls, big loads, bulges, comparison, dancing, man handling, spanking, cock worship, ball worship, hate fucking, cuckold, big men, hairy men, musclefat, aftercare, and more!

Limits: Scat, piss, vomit, blood, death, underage.