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[JuveJay]

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[ALC]

I want @ALC to tell us the story behind this brave woman here.

Sam was always a tomboy. Her given name, Samantha, never sat well with her and people who dared call her by it were met with an intimidating stare. When she was young, she was the tallest and strongest kid in her entire group of friends, consisting of solely boys. Around the 7th grade, Sam started to notice the boys were catching up with her. They wouldn't submit to her takedowns as easily, they were beginning to outrun her, and some even started to become taller than her.

But she started to change too. Her body began to feel and look different and other boys didn't hesitate to let her know. She didn't even have a mother to talk to her about it, since she was raised by her only dad at a trailer park in Port Melbourne. She would rarely see him anyways as he spent most of the day working at the docks while spending the little free time he did having getting drunk.

But she did end up growing, never fully understanding the changes she underwent. In her mind, Sam was a boy in a girl's body. Her hair was always short, her clothing modest and loose, even now in her late thirties. What she couldn't change was her attraction to Max, the 40 year old dishwasher at the Gator Tavern. He used to be her best friends when they were young and now they'd eat the leftovers in the kitchen after-hours. Max would rig his lighter to stay lit and act like a candle.

Sam was however jealous of the other women she'd see Max with sometimes. She had told him they were just friends, and she knew men wanted other things she hadn't been willing to do so far. But Max was different. So the next time they were at the Gator Tavern, Sam told Max how she felt. Max kissed her, and it felt great. Her body was trembling, she had goosebumps all over yet she was much warmer than usual. The way Max started touching her felt so good. Sweat was beading on top of her goosebumps now and her thigs were quivering with pleasure. They went into the cooler and had sex.

Sex openend Sam's eyes to things and now she spent a lot more time with Max. She was still a tomboy and kept trying to prove it over and over, even more so now that she had a boyfriend. One day, they went to the river with a group of friends. Max intended to propose to her. The afternoon soon came and it was getting late so Max was running out of time. Sam seemed different that day. A lot more distant and quiet than usual. Max didn't know what to make of it but he was hoping that the proposal would bring her spirits back up.

All of a sudden, Sam was on top of the ledge where all the men and boys were swinging from with a rope. She used to swing like a pro, shaming the most athletic men in the beach. But this time was taking longer than usual. She stood there for a few minutes, looking down, lost in her thoughts. Then she grabbed the rope, turned around and yelled Max's name. Max looked at her...

"I'm pregnant" - she said.

 

[Lion]

 

[Fr3sh]

 

[JCK]

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[Klin]

Sam was always a tomboy. Her given name, Samantha, never sat well with her and people who dared call her by it were met with an intimidating stare. When she was young, she was the tallest and strongest kid in her entire group of friends, consisting of solely boys. Around the 7th grade, Sam started to notice the boys were catching up with her. They wouldn't submit to her takedowns as easily, they were beginning to outrun her, and some even started to become taller than her.

But she started to change too. Her body began to feel and look different and other boys didn't hesitate to let her know. She didn't even have a mother to talk to her about it, since she was raised by her only dad at a trailer park in Port Melbourne. She would rarely see him anyways as he spent most of the day working at the docks while spending the little free time he did having getting drunk.

But she did end up growing, never fully understanding the changes she underwent. In her mind, Sam was a boy in a girl's body. Her hair was always short, her clothing modest and loose, even now in her late thirties. What she couldn't change was her attraction to Max, the 40 year old dishwasher at the Gator Tavern. He used to be her best friends when they were young and now they'd eat the leftovers in the kitchen after-hours. Max would rig his lighter to stay lit and act like a candle.

Sam was however jealous of the other women she'd see Max with sometimes. She had told him they were just friends, and she knew men wanted other things she hadn't been willing to do so far. But Max was different. So the next time they were at the Gator Tavern, Sam told Max how she felt. Max kissed her, and it felt great. Her body was trembling, she had goosebumps all over yet she was much warmer than usual. The way Max started touching her felt so good. Sweat was beading on top of her goosebumps now and her thigs were quivering with pleasure. They went into the cooler and had sex.

Sex openend Sam's eyes to things and now she spent a lot more time with Max. She was still a tomboy and kept trying to prove it over and over, even more so now that she had a boyfriend. One day, they went to the river with a group of friends. Max intended to propose to her. The afternoon soon came and it was getting late so Max was running out of time. Sam seemed different that day. A lot more distant and quiet than usual. Max didn't know what to make of it but he was hoping that the proposal would bring her spirits back up.

All of a sudden, Sam was on top of the ledge where all the men and boys were swinging from with a rope. She used to swing like a pro, shaming the most athletic men in the beach. But this time was taking longer than usual. She stood there for a few minutes, looking down, lost in her thoughts. Then she grabbed the rope, turned around and yelled Max's name. Max looked at her...

"I'm pregnant" - she said.

 

[Hydde]

wow....dat story.

We have some really curious personalities in this forum

 

[DAiDEViL]

wow....dat story.

We have some really curious personalities in this forum

creative i’d say.

awsome @ALC :applause:

 

[Fr3sh]

creative i’d say.

awsome @ALC :applause:

Wait till someone you links you to the story with the dancing old couple then the old lady gets smacked and the old man dances on, it's a gif. You'll die when you read that one

 

[DAiDEViL]

Wait till someone you links you to the story with the dancing old couple then the old lady gets smacked and the old man dances on, it's a gif. You'll die when you read that one

be the one

 

[Fr3sh]

be the one

I'm bad at digging shit up

 

[Fint]

Sam was always a tomboy. Her given name, Samantha, never sat well with her and people who dared call her by it were met with an intimidating stare. When she was young, she was the tallest and strongest kid in her entire group of friends, consisting of solely boys. Around the 7th grade, Sam started to notice the boys were catching up with her. They wouldn't submit to her takedowns as easily, they were beginning to outrun her, and some even started to become taller than her.

But she started to change too. Her body began to feel and look different and other boys didn't hesitate to let her know. She didn't even have a mother to talk to her about it, since she was raised by her only dad at a trailer park in Port Melbourne. She would rarely see him anyways as he spent most of the day working at the docks while spending the little free time he did having getting drunk.

But she did end up growing, never fully understanding the changes she underwent. In her mind, Sam was a boy in a girl's body. Her hair was always short, her clothing modest and loose, even now in her late thirties. What she couldn't change was her attraction to Max, the 40 year old dishwasher at the Gator Tavern. He used to be her best friends when they were young and now they'd eat the leftovers in the kitchen after-hours. Max would rig his lighter to stay lit and act like a candle.

Sam was however jealous of the other women she'd see Max with sometimes. She had told him they were just friends, and she knew men wanted other things she hadn't been willing to do so far. But Max was different. So the next time they were at the Gator Tavern, Sam told Max how she felt. Max kissed her, and it felt great. Her body was trembling, she had goosebumps all over yet she was much warmer than usual. The way Max started touching her felt so good. Sweat was beading on top of her goosebumps now and her thigs were quivering with pleasure. They went into the cooler and had sex.

Sex openend Sam's eyes to things and now she spent a lot more time with Max. She was still a tomboy and kept trying to prove it over and over, even more so now that she had a boyfriend. One day, they went to the river with a group of friends. Max intended to propose to her. The afternoon soon came and it was getting late so Max was running out of time. Sam seemed different that day. A lot more distant and quiet than usual. Max didn't know what to make of it but he was hoping that the proposal would bring her spirits back up.

All of a sudden, Sam was on top of the ledge where all the men and boys were swinging from with a rope. She used to swing like a pro, shaming the most athletic men in the beach. But this time was taking longer than usual. She stood there for a few minutes, looking down, lost in her thoughts. Then she grabbed the rope, turned around and yelled Max's name. Max looked at her...

"I'm pregnant" - she said.

 

[DAiDEViL]

I'm bad at digging shit up

okay,
sounds like a bad excuse for being lazy though.

...or you are busy doing nude pictures, for the borderline girl i guess.

 

[Fr3sh]

okay,
sounds like a bad excuse for being lazy though.

...or you are busy doing nude pictures, for the borderline girl i guess.

It's in the American Football thread

I can't find it beyond that

 

[DAiDEViL]

It's in the American Football thread

I can't find it beyond that

why you not just admit you are doing the nudes?

i’ll give it a try though.

 

[Bianconero_Aus]

Sam was always a tomboy. Her given name, Samantha, never sat well with her and people who dared call her by it were met with an intimidating stare. When she was young, she was the tallest and strongest kid in her entire group of friends, consisting of solely boys. Around the 7th grade, Sam started to notice the boys were catching up with her. They wouldn't submit to her takedowns as easily, they were beginning to outrun her, and some even started to become taller than her.

But she started to change too. Her body began to feel and look different and other boys didn't hesitate to let her know. She didn't even have a mother to talk to her about it, since she was raised by her only dad at a trailer park in Port Melbourne. She would rarely see him anyways as he spent most of the day working at the docks while spending the little free time he did having getting drunk.

But she did end up growing, never fully understanding the changes she underwent. In her mind, Sam was a boy in a girl's body. Her hair was always short, her clothing modest and loose, even now in her late thirties. What she couldn't change was her attraction to Max, the 40 year old dishwasher at the Gator Tavern. He used to be her best friends when they were young and now they'd eat the leftovers in the kitchen after-hours. Max would rig his lighter to stay lit and act like a candle.

Sam was however jealous of the other women she'd see Max with sometimes. She had told him they were just friends, and she knew men wanted other things she hadn't been willing to do so far. But Max was different. So the next time they were at the Gator Tavern, Sam told Max how she felt. Max kissed her, and it felt great. Her body was trembling, she had goosebumps all over yet she was much warmer than usual. The way Max started touching her felt so good. Sweat was beading on top of her goosebumps now and her thigs were quivering with pleasure. They went into the cooler and had sex.

Sex openend Sam's eyes to things and now she spent a lot more time with Max. She was still a tomboy and kept trying to prove it over and over, even more so now that she had a boyfriend. One day, they went to the river with a group of friends. Max intended to propose to her. The afternoon soon came and it was getting late so Max was running out of time. Sam seemed different that day. A lot more distant and quiet than usual. Max didn't know what to make of it but he was hoping that the proposal would bring her spirits back up.

All of a sudden, Sam was on top of the ledge where all the men and boys were swinging from with a rope. She used to swing like a pro, shaming the most athletic men in the beach. But this time was taking longer than usual. She stood there for a few minutes, looking down, lost in her thoughts. Then she grabbed the rope, turned around and yelled Max's name. Max looked at her...

"I'm pregnant" - she said.

YES

 

[ZoSo]

 

[Post Ironic]

Sam was always a tomboy. Her given name, Samantha, never sat well with her and people who dared call her by it were met with an intimidating stare. When she was young, she was the tallest and strongest kid in her entire group of friends, consisting of solely boys. Around the 7th grade, Sam started to notice the boys were catching up with her. They wouldn't submit to her takedowns as easily, they were beginning to outrun her, and some even started to become taller than her.

But she started to change too. Her body began to feel and look different and other boys didn't hesitate to let her know. She didn't even have a mother to talk to her about it, since she was raised by her only dad at a trailer park in Port Melbourne. She would rarely see him anyways as he spent most of the day working at the docks while spending the little free time he did having getting drunk.

But she did end up growing, never fully understanding the changes she underwent. In her mind, Sam was a boy in a girl's body. Her hair was always short, her clothing modest and loose, even now in her late thirties. What she couldn't change was her attraction to Max, the 40 year old dishwasher at the Gator Tavern. He used to be her best friends when they were young and now they'd eat the leftovers in the kitchen after-hours. Max would rig his lighter to stay lit and act like a candle.

Sam was however jealous of the other women she'd see Max with sometimes. She had told him they were just friends, and she knew men wanted other things she hadn't been willing to do so far. But Max was different. So the next time they were at the Gator Tavern, Sam told Max how she felt. Max kissed her, and it felt great. Her body was trembling, she had goosebumps all over yet she was much warmer than usual. The way Max started touching her felt so good. Sweat was beading on top of her goosebumps now and her thigs were quivering with pleasure. They went into the cooler and had sex.

Sex openend Sam's eyes to things and now she spent a lot more time with Max. She was still a tomboy and kept trying to prove it over and over, even more so now that she had a boyfriend. One day, they went to the river with a group of friends. Max intended to propose to her. The afternoon soon came and it was getting late so Max was running out of time. Sam seemed different that day. A lot more distant and quiet than usual. Max didn't know what to make of it but he was hoping that the proposal would bring her spirits back up.

All of a sudden, Sam was on top of the ledge where all the men and boys were swinging from with a rope. She used to swing like a pro, shaming the most athletic men in the beach. But this time was taking longer than usual. She stood there for a few minutes, looking down, lost in her thoughts. Then she grabbed the rope, turned around and yelled Max's name. Max looked at her...

"I'm pregnant" - she said.

 

[Salvo]

This fucking Forum

 

[Jem83]

Good shit @ALC

Seriously, publish something. I'll buy it