Slip out of her and into the cursed thong.
From Create Your Own Story
The idea hits you. In that moment, it’s a very bright one.
You grab the skimpy piece of fabric and slide into it, all in a single motion. The narrow strips of silk cling awkwardly to your young male anatomy. You don’t know whether to feel increasingly aroused or uncomfortable, but you don’t have to ponder for very long…
Suddenly, the underwear feels tight. Very tight. You fill out the thong in all the wrong places. The crotch strains to cusp the base of your erection – now a throbbing pole a full 10 inches long, wide as a bratwurst – and your balls hang down the sides of the thong like twin pendulums, the size of apricots.
Just like you had anticipated, the demonic curse you put on the lingerie works equally well on both genders. The girl manages to pry herself away from the mirror to stare blankly at the monstrous member before her.
| You are possessing: |
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| 12th Grade Boy |
