Fun with the Costume Gun

 "So, there you are." Mark said as he popped out of the closet and placed the costume gun down and walking towards his latest victim.

  "In all of your entirity - nothing mean to say, no rude looks, no bullying. Entirely mine." Mark descended upon the bag of flesh that used to be his tormentor Amanda. He grabbed her off of the orange couch. Feeling her skin was such a weird sensation. "Finally, I can be the Amanda the world wants." He said as he flipped her over and unzipped


First Mark slipped in through the feet and immediately they stick. He looks down and wiggles his new petite, freshly painted toes 

"Woah" he states as he continues to put his legs in, her skin absorbing into his like a latex suit. He looks down to feel his new pussy, seeing the bottom half of her be attached to him with her top half dangling making him hornier by the second. He finishes putting on her top half and looks in the mirror. 

He lays seductively on the couch and slowly moves his fingers down to his now pulsating vulva. The New Amanda will make some well needed changes. But first, a little reminder.




Will try to encorporate more longer stories like this! Let me know what you think :^) 

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