XChangeItAll.Cum

XChangeItAll.Cum was the name of the website on the pop-up. It promised that I could type in my every fantasy and I would get what I wanted. Immediately.

What the hell, I thought, might as well try it.

I looked down at my dick and sighed. It was small. I was very afraid, at least at that time, that I would be called a girl by other boys. That it would be mistaken for a clit.

The website was a simple textbox with an enter button. I didn't know what to write.

I was staring at the screen when my mother entered the room.

"What the hell are you doing?" she screamed. "You have school in the morning."

Some of my porn was still playing in another window. There was a guy sucking on a strap-on this girl was wearing, while another guy was ramming in and out of his cock. Everyone was wearing a dress.

"That's disgusting," she said.

"Shit," I said out loud, and tried to think carefully. I began to type into the box. Either I was in trouble, or this would work.

I typed carefully:

I had thought it was my mother, coming in to scream at me. But that was just a premonition. I woke up, as if from trance. The door creaked open and I saw who it really was...