The Reversion Syndrome always comes back!Uncensored version: i.imgur.com/5VYMzHZ.jpg ---Text:

Even when the sudden ache made her kneel down Max somehow managed to still remain model tier sexy perfection, but, at that moment, that didn’t make Georgia any happier.

“Max? Are you okay?” asked the chubby girl.

They were like night and day, Max had all the beauty and Georgia was just average.

“Y-yes...” said Max, feeling the accelerated beating in her chest. “Don’t worry, I’m fine...”

Despite how different they seemed, Max truly loved Georgia and after Georgia had told her how she had been ditched by the last mean bastard, the shout of a confident male voice was triggered inside Max.

“Are you sure...?” mumbled Georgia, noticing how her friend was shivering.

Barely holding herself together as a woman Max lifted herself up.

“Yes, totally... look, I have to go... really go... but, come to my apartment later... tomorrow... and... everything will be fine? OK? Promise?”

Georgia nodded, worried, Max grinned feebly.

“I love you...” said the young trembling woman as she then began to run away, already feeling like an erection with legs.

Already imagining herself penetrating Georgia’s groin.

Max was going to reverse, she knew her friend deserved a good man and apparently she was disposed to pay the price to give her that.

The price was her having to live as a penis and she found that the idea didn’t perturb her as much as she thought it would.

...

Groaning and shouting, stripping naked as she clumsily stumbled into her apartment without closing the door.

Max’s petite body pulsed with heat as she dragged herself into the bathroom.

A wave of pleasure blurred her vision as she dropped down onto all fours and crawled, her slender frame becoming covered by hair, her soft muscles swelling with strength.

Feet twisted into hands, the same but the inverse at the end of her arms, neck stiff, with an odd motion her body raised up into what should have been a handstand, but wasn’t any longer.

She didn’t have any control as her body sat on the edge of the bathtub, as the knot twisted her in place, as her tits began to shrink into a hairy ballsack and her head rose with the erection.

“Listen to me...!” she gurgled between tears, moans, and changes as her head pushed into what was the tip of a hard cock. “Youg better makle her happly... or I will leave youg impotlent...!”

Georgia found the trail of clothes in the hallway, the door opened, she grabbed the warm panties and walked in.

“Max...?” she asked to the symphony of fleshy sounds coming from the bathroom.

When she entered the changes had ended and a very handsome naked man looked at her, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, the girl looked in his eyes and then to the ******.

She understood... and didn’t like it...

“Don’t tell me...!”

The man nodded as Georgia kept looking at the hard penis.

“Lord... Max! No...!”

“Well,” the man said with a sensual, comforting voice. “Not sure if saying this will ease it for you in any way, but, as you have noticed, my **** is quite happy to see you.”

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