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"Just Beastiality forum keep up the great work. That's all the thanks I need." As they exited, each of them smelling the heady perfume of the roses, I was struck for the millionth time as to how truly lucky I was to have them on my team. Just how lucky I was about to find out. As I walked out of the elevator the next morning, I was greeted by a sight guaranteed to warm the blood of any man over the age of puberty. Standing to the side of her desk was Samantha. She was bent over, legs apart, running her hands up over her sheer nylon encased legs. The stockings were black with seams running up the back. She wore a short, hip hugging gray skirt with a wide, black leather belt and a dazzling snow-white shirt that contrasted her tanned golden skin to perfection. Finally the attire that attracted my singular attention were her shoes. They were sexy black pumps with four-inch stiletto heels. It was these shoes that arched her full calves and thus accentuated her formidable gams.

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Seeing Beastiality thumbs me over her shoulder, she continued smoothing the stockings and greeted me innocently. "Good morning, Paul. Looks like it's going to be a great day." Attempting to avert my gaze from her round, full derriere, I mumbled a reply in kind. That was when Diana appeared from around the corner carrying a stack of folders and I knew I was in big trouble. She was attired almost exactly as Sam, the only differences being her blouse was a light blue and around her neck she wore an ivory cameo broach on a black velvet choker. Other than that, she also was decked out in wicked high heels, hosiery and a very tight skirt that rode the sway of her hips as she walked. 11692I had always wondered what it would be like to be a woman. Not in a cross-dressing sense, but to be an actual woman. I wondered what it was like to be filled instead of doing the filling. I wondered what it was like to be the pursued, instead of the pursuer. I wondered what it was like to grab my own tits and play with my pussy... and then one day I had the chance; I was a woman...but wait, lets start at the beginning.

I am a man in my thirties, married and with children. I am not gay. I even have trouble watching 2 guys kissing in a movie. But for as long as I can remember I always wondered what it would be like to be a woman. I would dream of the opportunity. I would go to bed at night praying for an opportunity to wake up the next morning a woman. Temporarily, nothing permanent. Just for a while to see what it would be like to finger myself, or to have some man want my body and hunger for me the way that I had hungered for woman in the past.

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What Horse love sex happened next I can’t explain. I don’t know why or how, I just know it was. I was going through my normal day. Wake up, kiss the wife, kiss the kids, and off to work. Nothing unusual at work, just another normal day with normal problems. Then something unusual happened... traffic!. OK, for most of you this is a normal occurrence, and it used to be for me too, but I am a back-roads kind of guy now. I zip through the housing communities and follow the winding roads to and from work and never run into traffic, but today is different.

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In Beast tgp front of me is a line of cars winding through the development, and all I see are brake lights. I react by switching off my normal route, but I run into the brake lights again. So now I have time on my hands ... oh what to do? I flip on the radio, but to no avail, I get a bad signal on all my stations except some psychiatrist show that I have no interest in.

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I Women having sex with horse quickly turn the radio off and slam the steering wheel. This is exactly why I started to take this route, I thought to myself. I hate traffic and have no patience for it. I slam my head back against the headrest and then it hits me like a wave at the shore... I wish I was a woman. “ Wait, where did that come from...” I caught myself saying aloud. I hadn’t thought about that in years.

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“I Petlovers wish I had a cock in my pussy...” hold on, did I just say that out loud!... I am a man, I have a wife and kids. I put it out of my mind for a while and opened my window to get some air. “I want a dick in my mouth...” oops, there it goes again. I said this out loud, with the window open. What was I doing. I hope noone heard me.

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“Oh Beastiality story archive I wish I were a woman just for a week, just to see what it would be like...” why is this coming out of my mouth. Why was I saying these things out loud. I reach for the window button to raise it so noone would hear me. As I push the button forward and the window begins to rise I see out of the corner of my eye this old woman. She is dressed as you would expect a bag lady to look like. Old cloths that are tattered and dirty, old shoes that don’t appear to fit right.

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I turned my head slowly to get a better look at her. I wanted to see if she heard me... did she hear me? Oh my God, she may have heard me. I began to panic as I looked into her eyes. She just stared back at me with no expression. “Great!”, I caught myself saying. “Great!” wait..., she didn’t hear me. But just after the second “great” tumbled from my lips it happened, she winked and smiled at me. It was a wicked smile, almost evil like. She knew!, she heard! Panic was not just setting in, but overpowering me.

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I Beastality pictures was frozen. She heard me! The traffic inched up, but I remained frozen. I was snapped back to reality by the car horn blast from behind. I inched forward as I looked back for the woman. She heard me I repeated. Shit! She heard me. I was embarrassed, I was panicking. She heard me... what the fuck is wrong with me... why did I say these things out loud.

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I Redhead and horse and sex scanned the area where the woman was... “she’s gone! Where the fuck is she!” Did this happen, did I imagine this? Why would I imagine this? I turn my attention to the traffic... wait where’s the traffic? The car horn blast again and I look into my rear view mirror. The guy behind me is screaming something and gesturing for me to move. I depress the accelerator and drive home, traffic free.

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I pull into my driveway all the while running that scene through my head... did it happen? Was there traffic? What is wrong with me? I rush into the house to my waiting wife and kids, kiss them all and head to our liquor cabinet. “ I need a drink!” I proclaim. “ Thank God its Friday”... as I pour myself a double.

My Women having sex with horse wife asks if I am OK, but I just pour myself another double. “ Bad day?” she asks as she hugs me. I mumble something undetectable and pour another double. “Wow hun, must have been awful” she declares. She kisses me on the cheek and says dinner would be ready soon. I gulp down my third double and refill my glass. As I move over to my chair, I rerun the situation in my head again and again. There was traffic, wasn’t there?

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Did I see that old woman? What is wrong with me? I finish off my forth drink and run for the bottle again. My wife watches me with concern. “ Are you OK honey, is there something I can do? “Do you wanna talk about it?” “No” I shout. She looked pained as I normally don’t shout at her. “ Sorry, I just had a real bad day at the office”, “I need to rest”.