She waits a little longer for more messages (and becomes a futa)

One message wasn't enough. She had been outcast by her entire town, and now she wanted her entire town to come crawling back to their goddess.

Saying that made her think more about what the rules were that she could change. She thought through the various things people had called her. The boys that had worshipped her until they saw her as a lesbian, and the girls who would have loved a man doing all the same things, but seeing her do it was despised. Her thoughts rapidly turned into action. She started to write rules into the notebook.

NEW RULE: Alice Coughlan is the owner of the rulebook. "I" and "me" exclusively refer to Alice Coughlan. No one other than Alice Coughlan can see or write in the notebook until Alice Coughlan dies.

NEW RULE: I am six foot six inches tall, with an extremely strong body (even though it looks like a normal slightly chubby woman's), and I have a five inch penis with proportional testicles, and DD cup breasts. When I cum, I release a gallon of the most fertile semen ever.

NEW RULE: If a man is homophobic or transphobic to me, I steal half of his dick and balls (mine gets bigger by the weight he loses, maintaining normal proportions in both.) When this happens, he feels immensely nauseous.

OLD RULE: I am not bound by public indecency law, and nor is any woman within 3 yards of me.

She put the pen down, and then suddenly shivered as the rules took effect. She looked down over her newly bigger tits at her sweatpants as the bulge of a respectably sized dick appeared. It was slightly further away than she was used to, but her new body felt right, like it had been forged for her and no-one else.

She stood up and walked over to the next booth. It had the -in her experience- standard straight couple of a slightly dickhead man and a woman slightly more afraid of living alone than the man she was dating. Alice wanted to cuckold that man and then homewreck him.

"Hey beautiful. Want to ditch your boyfriend and get a real woman inside you?" The words Alice had wished she could say a thousand times, but never had the courage to, finally exited her mind.

"What the fuck do you mean, dyke? She's straight, and mine." The man said, then turned to throw up beside him. Alice laughed as she heard the words, then she shivered as her bulge grew.

"I mean, does this beautiful woman, who you don't deserve, want to have sex with me?" Alice spoke with a threatening tone, almost daring someone else to react.

"Of course I do." The woman finally spoke up, while pulling her sundress over her pale body, revealing a deliciously sexy unshaved mound, the same crimson as her asslength hair. "Make this cuck watch as his exgirlfriend is split in half by a lesbian in public."

Alice needed no more motivation. She slid her sweatpants down and her cock sprang free. The woman jumped onto it, and her pussy was amazing. Alice had been fingered before, but this was a whole different game. She pulled her mind into the rest of the world and saw the man wanking onto the seats. She stood up and moved to where the woman had been sitting. A cop walked obliviously past her and arrested him for public indecency. "Do you want me to pull out?" She asked the woman on her cock.

"Knock me up. I want some PTO, and I get maternity," was the reply, barely noticeable between her moans, which got even louder as Alice released a gallon of semen into her unprotected pussy, and onto the rest of her body, and her dress that Alice was sitting on.

She supported the woman as they had to stand up to get her clothes, as her cunt streamed cum out of it. "What's your name, even?" She asked while the woman redressed.

"Oh, I'm Abi." She said. "I work for the British Consulate, so I get their PTO laws. What do you want me to name our child after?"

"Hello Abi, I'm called Alice if that would help you name her." Alice glanced down at Abi, seeing the entire fabric of her dress slowly go transparent from the cum. "Do you want me to walk you home?"

"I'd love that, and it's not too far." came Abi's reply. "I'm living with a transbian couple, so you'll fit right in." She skipped away in her cumstained, nearly transparent dress.

Alice hastened after Abi, not wanting her to get arrested for public indecency. She was led through a series of alleyways and half legal shortcuts before she reached a black door with "keep out, transfemmes about" painted onto it. Abi opened the door to a quaint, cozy little sitting room, where a couple of mid-transition tgirls were locked in a naked makeing out session.

"Ada, Sophie. Wake up." Abi's voice was loud, but seemed ear-shattering in the enclosed space.

"Oh. You're back. And you didn't bring Chad 'real girls can't resist me' with you." One of the women said. Her arm had an oestrogen implant on it, which had given her b-cup breasts, and her nature had given her a short, soft dick. "And who you did bring back I like."

"But what happened to you?" The other said. She seemed a little further in, with c-cup breasts and a completely smooth crotch. "You look like it was raining cum, but looking at your new girlfriend's dick that might be the thundercloud."