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My GF and I had a bet on the game btw the Heat and Thunder. She took the Heat, and I lost. We usually bet on something sexual, and give a choice of 3 things sexually the person would have to do, and pick one. Mine were tame, a hand job, she goes bra less all weekend, or doggy style. Well She had wrote down hers on three pieces of paper. I turn over the first, It says, "Eat her p**** out after I c** in her" Eat my own c** ? Yuck. So I read the next one, "Let her f*** me in the ass with a strap-on." Ouch! Never did THAT before. I am hoping the last one is something normal, and she is just s******* with me. Nope worst than the others, "Lick her a****** ." I asked her are there any others to chose from? She gets p***** , saying I better not back out now. She gives me until Saturday to decide. I really don't want to do any of them, but I also do not want her p***** at me either. Which of these is the least offensive? Because I can't pick one. I may just put the choices in a hat and go by a random draw.

She's grooming you to have a bull come in so you can clean them up and he can f*** you.

Go a few days without cuming. Fill that p**** up. Eat the cream pie.

I would want all three if I had won the bet. LOL.

If you haven't done ass play don't do 2 as you could get hurt. If you have and know what you're doing it can be a lot of fun. I personally am grossed the f out by my own load so there is no way I would consider 1. 3 is fine imo so long as she cleans up first. You may even enjoy one of these so open up and try to have fun. Your lady sounds pretty awesome to make these fun sexy bets with you.

Go for all three and shock her you may find a new fetish that really excites you also

Eat her. Women do it all the time. There's nothing bad about it and it won't make you sick. In fact, have her sit on your face. Just make sure you're both clean first. Nothing like that stale urine smell.

All of them, lick her a****** to start with, then get f***** by the strapon and then f*** her and c** (which would take me 5 seconds after that) and then eat her out. I would happily do that with most girls if I could!

Lol OP: I have licked my wife's a****** willingly several times. I have also eaten c** from her p**** . Both my own c** and other men's c** . Just have her take a shower then just tongue f*** her a****** . She will love it.

Eating your own c** out of her well f***** p**** will turn her on, because it shows a willingness to connect. plus the combination of the two, isn't barely noticeable.

sounds perfectly fine to me so all of the above id pick the strap'on first the lick her ass 2nd but its a close call btw ur gf is awsome for being open minded and eating ur own c** ant that bad....

You better LIKE all of them....your GF has wanted to do ALL of these for a long time...now, you will become her s** slave...you better RUN now.

Eating your own c** .. trust me.. dont loose your manhood.. to a woman. lol

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My pantyless life started with a lost bet with my ex-ex-ex boyfriend. I had to start my payoff right after my periods. The first week was awful, specially at work. The second week was better, but I was still very nervous. The third week was like "what's happening?" - sometimes I forgot that I am not wearing panties while at work. Pants were a pain without my undies, so I wore skirts, and I realised that I feel more comfortable wearing skirts despite the higher risk that I'll expose myself. The fourth week was sort of interesting, because that was the moment when I realised, that I want to have more skirts and dresses in my wardrobe. I went shopping for skirts and dresses. After my payoff for the bet was over, one morning I found myself dressing up for work without panties. I stopped for a few seconds, and then I just continued my routine. It was a very strange feeling when I stepped out my home commando. After a while I broke up with my ex-ex-ex boyfriend, and I started to go more and more without panties. I became a full timer at the beginning of 2016, when I decided to try to spend the whole year without panties.
It’s amazing how a bet turned into a lifestyle.
How do you feel starting the day without panties?
Is there a feeling of excitement and have you ever been exposed accidentally?

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Hi! My name is Felicia, and let me tell you about my brother Sam's bet. This story happened two years ago when I was 17. I had waist long light brown hair, green eyes and an average looking body. My 15-year-old brother was the same height as me with brown eyes and short dark brown hair. I had my 4 closest friends around for a slumber party, Becky, Mary, Alison and Laura. It was around midnight and we were watching a film that Laura had brought. We were just chatting about how boring the movie was before we heard a discreet thump at the door. Quickly, Mary jumped up and opened it in an instant, causing Sam on the other side to lose his balance and fall in my room. That little perv was listening at my door! -You are in so much trouble bro! I said. -What are we going to do to him? asked Becky. -I know! said Alison. Remember last haloween? Lets dress him up! -Aw no, chimed in Sam, not again! I promise not to do it again! -Hell yes! I said. I still got those pictures, Sam. You looked so cute! We even got you a corset! -Is there no way for me to not get dressed up? I don't know, like making it into a bet or something? -Why not! said Laura. I'm the best Mario karts player in our group. If you win, I'll strip down to my undies for you. If I win, we dress you up for the whole night. Deal? And so, the bet was made. It was an intense game, but Laura won, with Sam a close second. -Come on! said Sam. Two out of three? -Ok, but the stakes double. -Ok, so if I win you have to french me anytime I ask you for the next two year. You also have to strip naked anytime I want when were not in public, completely naked. -No way! Not unless you also agree that if I win, you have to agree to anything that I come up with. -What kind of thing? -No, first you have to agree. If you agree then I get to come up with anything I want you to do, apart from public nudity. If you agree then there is no going back and you'll just have to do it. -Deal! -I'm getting Mom, I said. She'll love this. I then walked out of my bedroom to find my Mom. I found her downstairs and told her about the bet and what terms the two parties had agreed to so far. She said to give her 25 minutes and she'd come up to see us. When she did come upstairs she had a document which she got him and Laura to sign. She then took Laura out of the room and got her to tell her what she would have my brother do. She laughed when she heard Laura's terms and said she thought it was a good idea and that she would be back in another 25 minutes. Mom came back and said "Since I'm a lawyer, I know all about these kind of contracts. The signing of this document by Laura and Sam is a legally binding agreement which will outline what will happen. Now if you are serious about doing this Sam you must read and sign this." He took the document and signed it without bothering to read it. If he had bothered, he wouldn't have signed it at all. After Alison signed the second document as well, she asked my Mom to read out the terms of the bet. Mom continued. "The terms of bet read that Sam, if you win, then Alison will have to comply to the conditions you set, but because she felt sorry she agreed that if you win she will also be your completely willing slave for two weeks." "However now we come to what happens if you were to lose. You have to become a girl for the duration of this contract, which is until you become 17. You will have to do whatever your sister and her friends decide, her friends being the ones present tonight. I've called your school principal just now, and she will allow you to attend the school as a girl for the next two years. But the worst clause in this document for you is that if you refuse to do what your sister and friends decide, or oppose too much reluctance, you would start a course of hormone treatment that will turn you into a girl." "If you behave yourself over the next 9 months till you are 16, then the reluctance clause will disappear and the failing of total obedience will only result into the hormone treatment if I decide it. As part of the document you have given permission for the girls to glue breast forms onto your chest using any non-permanent glue that must last for at least a full year before needing to be replaced. What this means is that the breasts will remain fixed at least until 3 months after you're 16. If the hormones have started then they will not be replaced, but if not, then they will be. After that, Sam didn't look too well, but the game started again and this time, he got rolled in the mud. All the girls squealed with glee before pounding into his sister's cupboard to find what je would wear for school the next day. First, they took out last Halloween's corset. It was a small black plastic corset, more made for show than for really achieving anything. "First rule, you will wear a corset all the time, no exceptions." I said. "This one will do until we buy you a better one." After fitting it on him, they brought up a bra, that they filled up with napkins, saying that that would do until they bought him his new breasts next week. Then came what he would wear at school. It was a girl's uniform, composed of a white blouse, blue blazer with a school symbol embroidered on it, a blue-tone, pleated mini-skirt, opaque, navy-blue spandex pantyhose, and a pair of shiny patent leather, mary-Jane style shoes. "Rule number 2. You will always wear this set of clothes at school, no matter the time of year.", I continued. "But our school doesn't even have uniforms!" he pleaded. "Rule number 3. If you want to do anything unrelated to school, or out of the ordinary, you must ask us. That includes going out with friends, going out at night, even hanging up posters in your room." And so on and so on. Two weeks later, his life had already completely changed. He had two new breasts stuck to his chest and a new black leather training corset which also served as cups for his breasts. His room was now entirely pink, and his wardrobe was refurbished. He now had night dresses and weekend clothes. At school, he was the only one in a uniform, which made him quite the attraction at first, but it soon died down. He did have a problem with heels, so we locked a pair to his feet every night and made him walk in them the whole day. Every month we tightened his corset a bit to give him a perfect shape, and we increased the size of his night heels. Once he turned sixteen, we started taking him out, and therefore bought him more form fitting dresses, which showed his new looks well. We needed to buy him a plate that forced his penis inside a small tube between his legs and made that space completely smooth. He could wear the tightest of pants or dresses and no one could have seen that he was a boy. He did behave well until that time, so we didn't use the hormones, thankfully. At that point, he could walk in the highest of heels and never trip. He knew how to put on makeup and disguised his voice perfectly. His hair had grown out to his shoulders and was still going down. To the eyes of the world, he had become a girl. Once he turned 17, we knew our complete control was coming to an end. So instead of reusing the same glue for his breasts, we used one that lasted ten years! That way, he would have to live as a girl during all university and the beginning of his career. His waist now was permanently slimmed, and his ribs would never return to their original position. His feet tendons got stiff from always standing in heels, so we don't think he could ever walk with anything else. Maybe if he slowly decreased the height of his heels, he could walk in normal shoes in a dozen years. Maybe. It's been 20 years now, and Ms Oness is happily living her life. She studied chemistry and started her own makeup brand, SaurOness. She found a woman and the two are now married. They even have a daughter named Bariss! That's more than what I can say myself. It seems that making that bet turned out well for everyone without bringing up any harm.

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Jim slipped the stolen key card out of his pocket. “Approved; welcome Dr Jane Francis!” the robotic voice said as the doors slowly slid open. Jim watched as all the lights in the room lit up one by one. He looked around at all the experiments contained within glass boxes. Jim took a deep breath in before walking inside the lab.

Jim walked past the tables covered with beakers filled with chemicals and began looking at the glass boxes. He took out his phone and began taking flash photos of the experiments. Many of the experiments were new animals that had been created and quarantined within the lab. He continued to walk across the
It was a Friday night and I had been invited to my cousins for a sleepover. My parents had gone out of town for the weekend and decided to dump at her place for the night. The fact that a she was hosting a sleepover that night was just dumb luck. I show up and my cousin Nicki lets me in, apparently my aunt and uncle going out to a play that night. I walk by the living room where some of her friends are already sitting, playing a game of truth or dare. They glance up at me and giggle as my I’m lead into the guest room. I put down my bags and change into pajama pants and a t-shirt for comfort, before following my cousin out into the livin
Before the story begins, I would like to say something. I wrote this story over 2 years ago so when part two is released, it will be much better than this.

I was walking around my old primary school’s summer fete. It was on once a year and I always came to see how my school was doing and to see my old friends but this year none of my friends had shown up. I decided to stay for a bit just in case one of them came late and to look at all the stalls.

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New story! First steps into the making of the continuity. Watch out for that company, because when the baroness takes charge, things are going to change for the worse. (the baroness is Bariss Oness if you haven't got to that point)
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If i had mother and sister like their, i would run from family or suicide, it better, than fait like this

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