Tell Trish the truth

Numbly you start pressing the tape down, covering Trish's devilish tattoo with protective gauze. While you cover her spine Trish slips off her skirt and removes those sodden panties. The sight of the oozing panties causes you to suck in a deep breath and savor her scent.

"Hmmm, easy there girl," Trish says, laughing. She waves the panties in your face, giving you the chance to drink in more of her strangely feminine musk. "Plenty more where that came from."

When the last strip of tape is firmly pressed in place you sit back on your haunches and just stare at your one-of-a-kind girlfriend, smiling down at you. The way she's grinning it's now or never, so you suck in a deep breath and say, "Trish - Please, please just sit down and hear me out."

She looks a little confused, but she sits cross-legged on the clover across from you. Distractingly, her cock stands before you, rigid and beating in time with her heart. You try to come up with a way to tell her and finally you just let it all tumble out, crazy detail after impossible adventure.

As you tell your story you keep your eyes fixed on her cock - sometimes, like when your sister's boyfriend made a move on you, it flags, other times, like when you talk about trying to keep it together long enough to talk to the schoolgirls, it gets harder. Finally you reach the end and tell her, "So that's it. I'm really John, but if you cum in me now I'll be Jane forever. I'll lose everything I was and I'll never find out who had it in for me or how they did this to me."