Wednesday, July 3, 2024

What Gracie Never Had || Commissions Open

 

"O-oh Wow!" Craig remarked as he moved his new youthful body,

"Why - even at her best Gracie never had - had this!" he said, his hands exploring his wonderfully soft and supple breasts. On the edge of his deathbed, Craig had regrets. He never found out where his wife left off to after she mysteriously disappeared one day 30 years ago, despite his vigilence and passion he just could never get the closure he wanted. The God of Death took pity on him, as he had lived a good life, and took his soul and placed it inside of the young body of the girl in the room next to him. She had been in a terrible car accident that would leave her in a coma permanently. 



Craig stuck out his tongue as he pulled out his new fancy phone, his body's muscle memory taking over and helping his old soul get used to how to operate things like Instagram and Snapchat. It was his body now, so he could dress it and do whatever he wanted to it. So he snapped a couple pics, his new pussy getting aroused just at the sight of him in the mirror. Craigs hands start rubbing his body, warmth growing and tension increasing with every second. Oh, how he wanted to be taken this very moment.

"Katie! Are you up yet?" Katie's mom shouted - ruining the moment. 

"yes-yes mother! I'll be right down" Craig would had to focus on battling the hormones of an 18 year old girl and finding his wife. 


(Girl in the photo is Brooke Monk)

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What Gracie Never Had || Commissions Open

  "O-oh Wow!" Craig remarked as he moved his new youthful body, "Why - even at her best Gracie never had - had this!" he...