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Chapter 22 by weepingwillow weepingwillow

What's next?

Enter the coach

As I pumped the dildo into my pussy, I shut my eyes envisioning how weird this day was. I was female now, and everything was different now.

"Mhhhm," I moaned, opening my legs wide for the camera. It would be weird to say the least, to see myself online once I transformed back. A sort of half cocked smile appeared on my lips at the idea of sending this video over to some of my friends, having them fantasize about fucking me.....that thought felt weird.

"CAANDHY," a voice startled me, sending me a jolt of reflexes that led to me jamming the dildo far into my body. I groaned, before staring at the figure of a man dressed in a tracksuit. Obviously my costar. I could barely see him with the studio lights pointing in my eyes.

"Coach!" I cried feigning to protect myself from his view.

Who is coach?

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