If it wasn’t for him or his creators, the Smurfs, my evil aunt Imperia would be on the throne right now.” Gerard proudly answered. Clockwork leape...d off of his king’s shoulder, grabbed Lotus’s hand and brought it to his mechanical lips as if he was kissing it.Lotus’s cheeks turned bright purple while a bashful smile formed on her face. “It iz a pleasure to meet vou, Monsieur Clockwork.” she replied. The robot Smurf made light buzzes as if he was responding to her in a bashful gentlemanly manner.. I stepped out the back door; it was a cool summer night, the kind where guys wore t-shirts, and girls wore almost nothing. The heat from my lighter as I lit my cigarette burned a few of my nose hairs, and as I took a drag of my cigarette I relaxed for the first time in hours.I quickly disposed of the trash bags, but as the lid of the dumpster closed I heard something unusual. This was an alleyway, so it was unusual for anyone to be in here, and I just hoped it wasn't a drug deal or something. But things inmy life never added up. Despite how hard I tried to be a boy, it justdidn't seem right. I was in a bad accident when I was ten thatcomplicated things further. Doctors started questioning my gender, whichin turn led to both my parents and me doing the same thing. I've beenseeing a therapist for six years now trying to figure this out." But you're a boy," Amber spouted. "You shouldn't be allowed to changewith us. That's not right!"I nodded at her. "If I was a boy then I would. He clung to my shoulders, shuddering with every wild thrust as he poured out his grief and frustration. I took every bit from him, hooking my legs round him and drawing him as deep as I could. I squeezed my muscles tight and he growled. “That’s it, let it out,” I cried. He gripped the stone plinth and drove harder, filling every inch of me with his hard, hot shaft. I could feel his tears against my neck and gripped the hair at the back of his head in my fist. My pussy felt raw and abused but I.