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Becoming a Hermaphrodite

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Chapter 20

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 20 - I never set out to become a hedonistic, promiscuous hermaphrodite, but once it happened, I embraced every inch of the change without a single regret.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Hermaphrodite   Futanari   Slut Wife   Incest   Mother   Daughter   Spanking   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   First   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Squirting   Water Sports   Transformation   AI Generated  

Homecoming - Saturday, March 14 Afternoon through Sunday, March 15

In the late afternoon, Jessica came in the front door, her ponytail swinging as she dropped her bag. She looked every inch the college athlete—tight leggings hugging her toned legs, a cropped hoodie showing a strip of her flat stomach.

“Mom!” She crossed the room in two strides and wrapped me in a hug. Her body pressed against mine, and I felt that familiar heat building low in my belly. Her lips brushed my cheek in a quick kiss before she pulled back, her brow furrowing.

“You look ... different,” she said, tilting her head. “Your face, your skin—it’s glowing. And your chest ... did you get new bras or something?”

I laughed softly, guiding her toward the kitchen. “Come sit. Let’s talk.”

She slid onto a stool while I poured us both water. “Be specific, honey. What exactly are you noticing?”

Jessica’s cheeks colored. “Your boobs look bigger. And firmer. And your whole vibe is ... I don’t know, more intense. Like you’re radiating something.”

I took a breath. “I’ve been dealing with a hormone imbalance for a while. My doctor put me in a clinical trial. The medication is helping—more than helping. I haven’t felt this good, this alive, in twenty years.”

Her eyes widened, but she nodded slowly. “Is it safe?”

“So far, yes. And the side effects are ... manageable.” I smiled, keeping my tone light. “Now, tell me about school.”

We chatted until David joined us, and the three of us fell into easy conversation. Dinner was simple—pasta and salad. Jessica helped me clear the table while David loaded the dishwasher. Afterward we moved to the living room for a movie. Jessica curled up on the armchair, David and I on the couch. My hand rested on his thigh, and every so often his fingers traced circles on my knee. The warmth between us built steadily.

When the credits rolled, Jessica stretched and yawned. “I’m beat. Night, you two.” She kissed us both and headed upstairs.

David turned to me the moment her door closed. “Bedroom?”

I nodded, already wet. We barely made it through the door before his mouth was on mine. His hands slid under my shirt, cupping my breasts, thumbs circling my stiff nipples. I moaned into the kiss, my own hand reaching down to stroke the thick length of his cock through his pants.

“I need you,” I whispered.

 
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