. then a guy appears who's just the most gorgeous guyyou've ever seen? And he tries to help and makes a total mess of tryingto save you... but that do...esn't matter. And then... then you think it's tooperfect - that he can't be a great guy on top of all that, except he is.He's warm and funny and earnest and kind; but he isn't afraid to have afew beers. And..."She stopped.My eyes were moist too. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't sayanything."And then he's just gone," she said. "And you don't. Tentacruel loomed over me and I felt lost in the sea of tentacles and his large red jewel. I heard a humming just outside of my hearing that set my teeth on edge. After a few seconds, the tentacle’s activity mostly stopped, with all but three falling quiescent. One tentacle covered in suckers was slowly grabbing my unhurt nipple, pulling it to extend it, then letting it free. The nipple was rapidly hardening and the sensation felt shockingly good.Another was slowly working its way inside of my. The Papa was extremely close to shooting his cum ropes. You knew the Papa’s boner was shuddering wanting to spasm before blasting his wads deep inside the Beta’s arse.The Papa began to pick up speed assaulting the Beta’s fuck tube again. The Beta cried out whimpering and bleating. His voice jumped more than one full octave. The Papa slapped the Beta’s sides. The Papa’s balls collided with the Beta’s smaller and tighter nutsac. Their testicles became involved in a bumper to bumper collision as. It wasn't fair to Dylan to string him along in arelationship that I knew was doomed from the start, and it wasn't fairto me to pretend to be the man- or even A man- in the relationship whenall I wanted was for the world to see me as the woman I was, deep downinside.The world, however, wasn't the problem- it was my father. As I waseighteen, technically I could transition whenever I wanted. I couldchange my name without dad's consent, begin looking at treatmentswithout dad's consent, do anything.