bdsm webcam chat Will meet Aunt Nadia, she was at dinner and asked me: – Will you stay with Oleg? , he, that temperature – Yes, of course, of course, I am free and I will be with you as usual, until late.
Can I spend the night with you today? – Okay, we’ll see in the evening – Thank you – Lyosha, only there were no more liberties and sorties, Oleg was very bad tonight, they called Ambulance, they gave injections.
I lowered my eyes to the floor and muttered: – this will not happen again, on the other hand And I looked at her absolutely honestly and calmly.
– What a beautiful child – this is the phrase I have heard many times since childhood.

But my appearance gave me some problems.
Stately, flexible boy with slightly curly brown hair and huge brown eyes framed by “girl” eyelashes.
Add plump lips and delicate skin to the portrait.
Needless to say, that otherwise, than the “girl”, I was not teased.
If I had a fighting character, maybe everything would not be so bad, but Mother Nature, continuing her joke, made me timid, indecisive, and, what to hide, cowardly.

I did not know how to fight, and I was terribly afraid of being beaten.
In the event of any conflict, I was completely lost, my hands began to tremble, tears appeared in my eyes.
But, if we reject all this, my childhood until the age of 14 was quite ordinary and serene: rare games with peers (most often, girls), schooling, my favorite books.
But at the age of 14, the entire familiar world collapsed: literally within a month, a happy marriage of parents scattered into smithereens. bdsm webcam chat
The house was shaken by scandals, the cause of which I could not, and did not want to understand.
One day, far from a wonderful day, father raised his hand to mom, and the joint life of our family ended.
The divorce was quick: my mother received me, alimony and a decent amount for which she bought an apartment in the opposite end of the city (“To be as far as possible from this bastard!”).
I was waiting for a new school.

On top of everything from stress, or something else, but strange things started to happen to my body.
At first, my chest began to ache and swell, but completely confused by the chaos in the house, I did not attach any importance to this.
My chest was increasing, and in a place with it, the beginning of “kink” and the rest of my body: my butt, and earlier the girl who was more suitable, began to acquire even more “provocative” outlines, which was especially noticeable against the background of a narrow waist.
The member, on the contrary, remained childish and offensively small.
Naturally, I terribly compiled about all this and tried as much as I could to hide the problem.
In the course were shapeless sweaters and other tricks.
However, the parents were so passionate about their clashes that they would not have noticed not only the growth of women’s boobs in their little son, but also the appearance of branchy horns on his head.

Already after moving to a new apartment, I realized that the changes are becoming more and more noticeable: the chest already had a full second size and a surprisingly beautiful shape.
Blushing, turning pale and constantly lost, I finally told everything to my mother, and the very next day I appeared before a doctor.
The doctor, a strong man of about fifty with a confident voice and steel-gray eyes, talked to my mother while pawing my breasts.
No, for sure this action had some kind of medical name, but for some reason this word came to my mind.
Probably, because sometimes in his eyes something flashed that made me shrink in fear, and my strong fingers quite painfully twisted one another nipple.
– Do not worry too much.
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