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Jack was waiting for his plane at the airport, yawning and barely able to stay awake; Even though he tried to maintain his composure, he failed and fell asleep... even so, he barely heard that his plane was taking off. He woke up suddenly and ran towards the line to get on. Once he had boarded and chosen his spot, the flight took off and unfortunately he couldn't even blink; Luckily, an Asian-looking flight attendant offered him an option to sleep well by showing him a pill. Jack, without knowing it, just nodded his head and consumed the pill, falling asleep suddenly even with the immense noise inside the plane. He was still asleep but his body was beginning to change, his waist and hips firmed up, leaving him with an hourglass figure, his hands and arms became more delicate and fine while only an expression of pleasure could be seen on his face. . His back arched as the excess fat from his stomach went to his buttocks and ass, inflating it, crushing his penis. His legs and feet

Principal Johnson: "Good afternoon, Mr. Smith. I hope I'm not interrupting your day." Smith: "Not at all, Principal Johnson. I'm always available for a chat. What's on your mind?" Principal Johnson: "I appreciate your open door policy. This matter involves a new student. She's joining us from China and we're hoping you could assist her in adjusting to the American environment." Smith: "Oh, that sounds like a meaningful task. I'd be happy to help. Can you tell me more about her?" Principal Johnson: "Her name is Li Mei. She's 16 and a very bright student. However, she's understandably nervous about living and studying in a completely different culture. We thought you'd be the perfect person to guide her." Smith: "I'm honored that you thought of me. I'll do my best to help her settle in." Principal Johnson: "Excellent, Mr. Smith. I believe you're particularly suited for this task. For instance, you both wear glasses." Smith, reaching up to touch the glasses that have suddenly

(Male to MILF) (Male to Female Gymnast) As dusk settled over the small town of Ashtonville, I found myself standing outside the formidable edifice of Ashtonville High School, home of the mighty Hawks. The sky was painted in hues of soft pink and warm orange, a gentle backdrop to the school's scarlet and white colors. The whole scene exuded an air of serenity, masking the storm that was about to brew within those sacred gymnasium walls. Michael and I had decided to make our mark on our last year of high school with a senior prank. It was an unwritten tradition, one last hurrah before we moved on to the unknown world beyond these familiar halls. Tonight's target: the girls' gymnastics team's practice session. We'd heard rumors that the team was struggling, both financially and in terms of members, but they had always managed to put on a good show during school events. Standing there, leaning against the chain-link fence that surrounded the school's gymnasium, I couldn't help but feel