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Chapter 3 by Admiral_Daala

So then, Who Are You.

Jeremy, a young adult, due for his first day of work.

The brown haired, pale skinned 22 year old groaned as he awoke. Jeremy flaining blindly to turn off his alarm clock before getting up out of bed. Something smelled... off as he did so, but his unclear vision kept him from investigating further. Briefly, he recalled the weird dream he had last night as he shuffled naked towards what he could barely recognize as his dresser.

Opening it, Jeremy would immediately be presented with the smell of shit, rank and, strangely appealing, a scent joined by that ourine ne as he realized he was presently naked while his cock and asshole produced a seemingly endless stream of piss and shit respectively. The look down also letting him see that he was not necessarily a he anymore, on account of the swollen, bouncy K cups on his chest, a quick feel between his legs finding a cunny nestled up between Jeremy's legs, just under his scrotum. Somehow, hed been turned into a herm, or was it a futa.

Feeling the spray of piss coming from their new cunt as well, Jeremy, er, Jayjay, would withdraw his hand, trying to stop his continued soiling only for nothing to happen but a numb tingling where the muscles for controlling his bowels and bladder would be. Inciting a bit of panic as Jayjay desperately inspected their dresser, finding only a selection of spiled lingerie, thigh highs, arm warmers, fingerless gloves, thongs, pitifly skimpy panties, and cloth diapers. What normal underwear and pant there were were so soiled that he couldnt stomach even thinking about putting them on, especially as his unending stream of piss splattered all over them. The futa further soiling their own wardrobe as they settled on some of the less piss soaked thigh highs and embarrassing lingerie. Blushing as the attire showed off holes for her naughty bits and utterly failed to conceal them, quite the opposite in fact. This shame was interrupted however by a knock on the door, followed by the voice of Jayjay's mother.

"Good morning sweetie, im coming in"

Do you let your mother in?

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