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Chapter 6 by Captain Protom Captain Protom

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He is male, you are female? (futa) (original concept by "monkey17", proofread by me)

Publisher's Note: I take no credit for the underlying concept of any of these chapters, and especially not the twisted or lacking logic behind the gender changes in this one.

You blink several times, but nothing changes. Your younger twin is decidedly male, and according to your new memories he is named Tom, while you are Rose. However, you both have a cock and balls as well as a pussy now. Thanks to your new memory you don't find this strange. Your brother stands naked in front of you, his tiny 4 inch cock in a cage. You dwell on the fact that you let him keep his balls. It is apparently common for the younger twin to be castrated if they are born male.

You remove your shoes and wave your sock-clad feet at him. "Tom, baby, be a good boy and worship my feet, will you? Its been a long day for me and I know you want to."

He gave a small smile and replied. "Yes please, big sis! Let your baby brother clean your wonderful feet. " Tom then got on all fours and crawled to you. Once in front of you, he took a long sniff of your socks before taking the hilt of your right sock in his moth and gently pulling it off your foot. Once it was off, he started sucking each of your toes, starting from the little and working to the big, making sure to lick in-between each toe as he went along. You lay back enjoing the massage his mouth was giving your feet. You had Tom do this ever since you both turned 18, as well as having him worship your friends' and even your mom's feet. Once done with the toes, he moved on to the sole of your foot. As he began licking it, you pushed it up against his face, moving it up and down. As he finished the right foot, he moved on to the left and proceeded to do the same. You had discovered that foot worshiping was one of his many kinks and not even the dirtiest. It didn't mater nowadays whose feet he was worshipping. It could be a family member's, One of your friends'. One of your past lovers' and even that one salesman's. Once Tom was done, you tell him to take your dirty socks and stuff them in his mouth, then sit down on the floor. Now what to do?

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