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A tough as nails guy from the hood, Tyrone truly thought his life was solved when his grandmother died despite the fact that the last time he talked with her she said that he was a disrespectful good for nothing who knew nothing about his family.

He shouldn’t have been surprised when the woman only left a pair of pearl earrings to him.

Angry back at home, sitting shirtless on the couch, he ground his teeth, looking at the only two things that the woman had left to him... when an idea crossed his mind...

Tyrone wasn’t sure from where the idea came from... but it had a powerful lure...

“Crazy bitch!” he declared with a smug grin as he put the earrings on his ears.

As soon as the second was in place the magic began, he yelled, feeling the most amazing thing he could ever feel.

Muscles swelling into softness, body hair lost as it grew on his head... he yelled, falling back, feeling a kick in his balls.

“HELP! HELP!” his voice whiny and loud as he tried and failed to take off the jewelry.

Tyrone gasped, lifting up... feeling oddly weird and warm, especially in the crotch, a hand with long nails touched silky raven hair, the other grabbed and fondled one of the massive and tender breasts...

“Holy shit...! Crazy bitch...!”