What different things are now. Before I was the stereotypical nerd of the class: not very socially skilled but with outstanding grades, wore thick glasses, was short for my age and had arms even thinner than those of the girls. I was an easy target for jokes and heavy teasing from the guys, and I couldn't even complain because they had me totally intimidated. The girls ignored me, didn't want me as a friend or partner, only the most brazen and interested ones would seek me out solely to ask for help with some task or exam and I'd stupidly accept to feel included in a group. My whole life was like that until the arrival of that virus.
At first, we all thought it was a joke, that's what anyone would think if they were told there's a virus that turns men into women. However, after the virus started spreading globally and cases began to intensify, we only took it seriously then. It affected only the male sex and transmitted through fluid contact like saliva, blood, vaginal secretions, etc. So all governments established mandatory quarantine for men, only women who were completely immune could go out on the street. Since I didn't have a woman at home who could go shopping or work to get some money, my dad was forced to take the risk of going out. He always went well protected, obviously he didn't want to end up infected, and when he returned, he would disinfect completely not to infect me. But only one small mistake, an unwashed food item, could send all that prevention to hell.
My father started having a mild cold, which in just hours became much more chronic, making him sneeze, sweat, and vomit intensely. Obviously I tried to help him as best I could, but it was inevitable that when I got close to him, some drops of his saliva would come into contact with my skin, causing me to suffer the same symptoms within minutes. It was the worst feeling of my life, I felt my muscles contracting and crushing my bones, my face and chest burning, but the worst were my testicles that hurt like never before, as if they were being kicked back and forth. I felt like I was going to die, practically agonizing in my bed, the last thing I remember before fainting is seeing long strands of hair covering my face. I woke up feeling much better on a hospital bed, with a very beautiful woman beside me, who held my hand and smiled as she slowly opened her eyes. I had never seen that woman before, but there was something about her that seemed familiar. When I fully regained consciousness, I found out that the woman was my dad, who had completed his transformation. But even I didn't have time to process and be surprised by this news, because no sooner did I look down than I realized that now I was one too.
My short and unkempt hair grew exponentially, clarifying a bit and becoming much softer to the touch. Ironically, my arms were slightly thicker, but nothing compared to my thighs, which were triple the grade of what I had as a boy. Now I also had breasts, teenage girl breasts that didn't compete at all with my father's endowed cup D bust, but they were stuck to my chest in the end. It's strange and embarrassing to say that the first breasts I touched in my life have been mine. But undoubtedly what had developed most were my hips and butt, which were already large for a girl of my age, I think even bigger than those of popular girls at my school. Both my dad and I spent some days hospitalized in the hospital, days where we took a lot of tests and got several samples, only to arrive at a conclusion: we were completely functional women, that is, with the ability to ovulate, menstruate, and even get pregnant.
When I got back home, both my dad and I tried to adjust to our new feminine condition. Our family understood the situation and supported us in everything we needed. An aunt and some cousins would come up to me offering women's clothing and accessories and teaching me how to behave. Now I felt very feminine among them. My father, on the other hand, went back to work and spent most of his time working, almost never being at home, but eventually we adapted to this new stage. Months later, the pandemic had ended, there were vaccines, and I had to go back to school, but those months I spent locked up in my house had passed some very strange things with my body. The only ones who had seen me were my cousins, aunts, and my mother. Fear of facing my family with this revelation overwhelmed me, so I decided to let them discover it on their own. I decided there was no way to explain this to my family and that I would have to leave them to find out for themselves in the morning. I wondered what all the women in my family expected from me, as they had very large breasts, and now I wasn't an exception.
Gazing at myself in the mirror, the reality of my transformation became even more apparent. My eyes filled with astonishment as I saw my breasts, much larger than I had anticipated. It was as if my body had been completely remodeled, every detail meticulously designed for maximum femininity.
I found myself trapped in a shock of emotions, a mix of overwhelming joy, fear, and a deep sense of self-discovery. As I tried to process this new reality, a soft knock at the door of my room pulled me out of my reverie. It was my aunts and they told me to change for school because classes were resuming in person, which filled me with terror.
In all that time, I had grown accustomed to having long hair, wearing bras and panties, menstruating, using the bathroom sitting down, even getting ready with makeup and nail polish alongside my dad. But I wasn't ready for my classmates to see me like this. To make things worse, I now had to wear the girls' uniform, so I expected insults like 'faggot' or 'homosexual.'
I arrived with shaking legs, trying to lower my skirt as much as possible, walking with my head bowed and repeating in my mind if you don't see them, they won't see you, if you don't see them, they won't see you. I felt all the gazes on me, I was totally embarrassed, I just wanted to run and go back home. I entered my classroom, and it was only a matter of time before the history teacher, who used to be my professor, called out my name from the roll and I had to say present. My last name was one of the last ones so the wait was much more agonizing, but the moment arrived, -Víctor Andrés, Zambrano Espinoza-, I stood up, with flushed cheeks and said in my now-feminine voice -present, teacher although now it's Victoria-. Everyone stayed open-mouthed, I wasn't the only infected one in the classroom, but I suppose my transformation was the most drastic, happily for the moment I counted on the teacher's protection, but I knew it would end during recess. The bell rang quickly to hide myself in the library, but Ethan, one of the guys who bothered me the most, blocked my way. I thought that would be the start of my torture, but to my surprise he now seemed shy and gentle towards me, and said looking at the floor -you look... very beautiful-. I, not knowing how to respond to a compliment from someone who was once my bully, nodded and left quickly anyway, I didn't trust him, it could be a trap to humiliate me.
I stayed in the library until I felt like going to the bathroom. Obviously, now I had to go to the girls' bathroom, so I went and did my business while sitting down as was customary. When I came out to wash my hands, Ashley, the most popular girl in the grade, approached me with her select group of friends. I was intimidated, but they didn't seem to have any malicious intentions; instead, they invited me to eat something with them. It was the first time a girl had ever done that with me, so I accepted and joined their group, although at first I felt uncomfortable, but gradually I felt more confident. By the end of class, I stayed by their side, feeling protected by them, and we left school together before Ashley invited me to a slumber party at her house. I couldn't believe it - I was finally part of a group in less than a day.
Dad took advantage of the fact that now, as a woman, he continued with his work, although surprisingly his services were more in demand than before, I imagine this was due to the two big reasons hanging from his chest. He didn't care as long as he had more money, and in fact, now he wore more revealing clothes like skirts and blouses that exposed his cleavage. Also, jeans and dresses that accentuated his prominent female curves. My part continued with my classes, which was a mission for me, those tits were heavy and annoying the clothes I wore didn't hide them. I was forced to wear low-cut tops, and every time I went out on the street, all men would stare at my enormous tits, which bounced and jiggled with each step - it was nice, I felt desired, but also uncomfortable because not only did they have a good butt, but also a good pair of melons, even though they were very large; they didn't rival my mother's, who sometimes arrived home late with too many drinks one day she came home late, I hid in her closet and saw that when she took off her clothes. I had her entire vagina, bathed in semen, and it was evident they were getting it on. When she went to take a bath, I left for my room, as days passed. It was more than obvious that my mother was getting it on, probably for money, and her bosses wouldn't dare take those enormous tits as their own
Things only got better from that first day. I had become part of the most popular group of girls at school, something that would have been just a dream for me before. I didn't really like their superficial conversations about fashion and guys, but I suppose it was better than nothing, at least I learned to combine my clothes and make myself up more professionally while being with them. Those who used to bother and hit me now treated me with care, told me nice things, invited me to eat and drink during recess, and even Ethan asked me out. It was what I always wanted, for him to stop bothering me, but now that I had a new pretty girl look. One Saturday afternoon, my aunt had gone to the supermarket and my father was at work, obviously he was having an affair at work, but I didn't say anything, and so I spent the late afternoon watching a TV marathon when suddenly someone knocked on the door and when I went to open it, I realized it was my uncle Eduardo, looking for his wife. I told him I was alone and no one was here, but as he said that, I noticed he wasn't taking his eyes off my cleavage. I politely told him to come in and wait in the living room, already there I served him a glass of water and sat down next to him watching TV, passing some time, I realized he wasn't stopping looking at my tits. He was taller than me, so from where he was sitting, he could clearly see my tits from above, and when I turned around, he pretended not to have seen anything and I directly told him why you're looking at my tits and he didn't hide it and said they're very big, Victoria, the biggest of all the women in the family, even your late mother's. Instead of feeling offended, I felt flattered and told him many thanks, these enormous tits gave me confidence because it wasn't easy to adapt to this new stage of my life.
In that moment, he said if he could see them so directly it was okay, I stayed in shock and told him that wasn't correct because I'm his niece, to which he changed his attitude and became more arrogant and said don't say nonsense. Show me those huge breasts and start ripping off my blouse, leaving my tits exposed and get on top of me. It seemed like a baby, eating from my tits, and they were also making me excited, and he was slowly increasing the level, lowering it to my crotch. I told him to wait and that if he wanted to fuck me, he would have to do it in bed, so he picked me up and took me to my room where he finished penetrating me, feeling so tasty, it was the first time I felt a cock and my vagina. Then I understood what my mother used to do and couldn't leave him. It was so addictive and pleasant. I was screaming like a slut and my tits were jumping from side to side until I felt him coming inside my pussy and after that the satisfied man pulled out his cock while semen was dripping from my vagina. I got scared. I thought I was going to get pregnant, but he took out a pair of birth control pills from his bag and gave them to me, then left it clear that he came to my house with only one intention.
Pasar a week and my relatives were coming to a family reunion where all my uncles, aunts, cousins, and cousins would arrive. I put on a super tight dress that left my huge breasts and huge ass looking like a heart. My father surprised us by arriving with his boyfriend, who was his boss from work, and I was surprised at the way he arrived very diva-like and empowered. I knew that the man he brought was one I had sex with every day. Throughout the day, I saw many of my cousins not taking their eyes off my ass and breasts, even though I spent most of the time chatting with my cousins, one or another cousin would come up to me to ask me to dance or offer me a drink, they were very servile towards me, even my cousins got a little jealous and told me that the reason they were so servile was because of my obvious curves. When I saw my uncle Eduardo from afar, I got excited, he winked at me from afar and I smiled in a way that it was evident we wanted a second round of sex.
So I sent him a hint with my eyes and headed towards one of the rooms. I turned off the light and took off my dress, leaving myself in lingerie and got into bed, eagerly waiting for my boyfriend to arrive. They called out and when I heard someone opening and locking the door, my skin went cold and when I felt someone on top of me, I realized it was my uncle Eduardo. At that moment he started eating my breasts and then buried himself without warning. His penis in my vagina and we were both coming at the same time, and he shot his semen into my uterus and I was moaning like a fox, and when I reached climax and came, I turned on the bedside table light and there I realized it wasn't my uncle Eduardo who was having sex with me, but his brother, my uncle Alberto. And I told him what was happening because he had done that to me, and he said don't make yourself a slut. I knew you liked it and I didn't deny it and we kept having sex for a good while until we rested and returned to the party, almost at night. I was left alone with my uncle Eduardo and told him why he hadn't followed me into the room and he replied that he hadn't picked up on my hints and I understood. At that moment, I wanted him to have sex with me but I made myself difficult and left with my cousins.
A little while later I was in the kitchen washing dirty dishes, since my aunt had told me I had to help out in the kitchen. Now that I was a woman, I had to adapt to feminine jobs and that's what I did. It took me a good amount of time to wash them all and I was a bit distracted. When suddenly I felt a slap on my butt and when I turned around it was my cousin Javier, and he said You're carrying a great ass, Victoria, I'd like to put you on four and I told him to leave me alone or I'd tell his dad, he got angry and took me by force, putting me on four and there in the kitchen he penetrated me, and there I was being screwed again like a slut. My large boobs were bouncing, they came out of my dress on their own, and when I felt him coming inside my uterus with my arms, I pushed him away because I didn't want to get pregnant, and at that moment someone entered the kitchen - it was my uncle Raúl, Javier's dad, I complained to him in that moment but he didn't say a word to me and left telling Javier Well done, that's how you treat women like whores. Now we have to give them both at the same time, and when they said that, I stayed there for five minutes, then they were penetrating my holes while I was moaning like a slut, and when they came inside me, they left me lying on the floor like a dirty rag that's worth nothing.
Days later I was a bit depressed because several men from my family had caught me. I couldn't do anything. Now my enormous tits were a curse I started crying and went to vent with my cousins and aunts, but they told me it was completely normal in the family. All women are here to serve men and the most beautiful ones with exuberant bodies were the ones who got caught the most when they said that I left in shock and asked my cousins directly if they had all been caught and they replied that all my cousins were big-breasted but their breasts weren't as big as mine then I understood my function as a woman in my family One day my father came home and told us I was pregnant and would be marrying his boss in a few months and to be honest his stomach looked a bit big, maybe two months of pregnancy and his breasts were full of milk We all got excited and congratulated him but it wouldn't be the only one pregnant in the family, now my daughter is also pregnant
A couple of weeks later I felt dizzy and was vomiting all the time and my aunts made me take a pregnancy test which resulted positive. The whole family went crazy when they found out, wanting to know who the father was, and the truth is that neither did I know and those who had taken me presented themselves in front of everyone, and as the men were decided to pay for all future expenses for the baby as if it were theirs with the condition that I would be their woman. I accepted but also counted on being the woman of each one of them, that is, they would take me every time and far from disliking it, I liked it.
At first, we all thought it was a joke, that's what anyone would think if they were told there's a virus that turns men into women. However, after the virus started spreading globally and cases began to intensify, we only took it seriously then. It affected only the male sex and transmitted through fluid contact like saliva, blood, vaginal secretions, etc. So all governments established mandatory quarantine for men, only women who were completely immune could go out on the street. Since I didn't have a woman at home who could go shopping or work to get some money, my dad was forced to take the risk of going out. He always went well protected, obviously he didn't want to end up infected, and when he returned, he would disinfect completely not to infect me. But only one small mistake, an unwashed food item, could send all that prevention to hell.My father started having a mild cold, which in just hours became much more chronic, making him sneeze, sweat, and vomit intensely. Obviously I tried to help him as best I could, but it was inevitable that when I got close to him, some drops of his saliva would come into contact with my skin, causing me to suffer the same symptoms within minutes. It was the worst feeling of my life, I felt my muscles contracting and crushing my bones, my face and chest burning, but the worst were my testicles that hurt like never before, as if they were being kicked back and forth. I felt like I was going to die, practically agonizing in my bed, the last thing I remember before fainting is seeing long strands of hair covering my face. I woke up feeling much better on a hospital bed, with a very beautiful woman beside me, who held my hand and smiled as she slowly opened her eyes. I had never seen that woman before, but there was something about her that seemed familiar. When I fully regained consciousness, I found out that the woman was my dad, who had completed his transformation. But even I didn't have time to process and be surprised by this news, because no sooner did I look down than I realized that now I was one too.My short and unkempt hair grew exponentially, clarifying a bit and becoming much softer to the touch. Ironically, my arms were slightly thicker, but nothing compared to my thighs, which were triple the grade of what I had as a boy. Now I also had breasts, teenage girl breasts that didn't compete at all with my father's endowed cup D bust, but they were stuck to my chest in the end. It's strange and embarrassing to say that the first breasts I touched in my life have been mine. But undoubtedly what had developed most were my hips and butt, which were already large for a girl of my age, I think even bigger than those of popular girls at my school. Both my dad and I spent some days hospitalized in the hospital, days where we took a lot of tests and got several samples, only to arrive at a conclusion: we were completely functional women, that is, with the ability to ovulate, menstruate, and even get pregnant.When I got back home, both my dad and I tried to adjust to our new feminine condition. Our family understood the situation and supported us in everything we needed. An aunt and some cousins would come up to me offering women's clothing and accessories and teaching me how to behave. Now I felt very feminine among them. My father, on the other hand, went back to work and spent most of his time working, almost never being at home, but eventually we adapted to this new stage. Months later, the pandemic had ended, there were vaccines, and I had to go back to school, but those months I spent locked up in my house had passed some very strange things with my body. The only ones who had seen me were my cousins, aunts, and my mother. Fear of facing my family with this revelation overwhelmed me, so I decided to let them discover it on their own. I decided there was no way to explain this to my family and that I would have to leave them to find out for themselves in the morning. I wondered what all the women in my family expected from me, as they had very large breasts, and now I wasn't an exception.Gazing at myself in the mirror, the reality of my transformation became even more apparent. My eyes filled with astonishment as I saw my breasts, much larger than I had anticipated. It was as if my body had been completely remodeled, every detail meticulously designed for maximum femininity.I found myself trapped in a shock of emotions, a mix of overwhelming joy, fear, and a deep sense of self-discovery. As I tried to process this new reality, a soft knock at the door of my room pulled me out of my reverie. It was my aunts and they told me to change for school because classes were resuming in person, which filled me with terror.
In all that time, I had grown accustomed to having long hair, wearing bras and panties, menstruating, using the bathroom sitting down, even getting ready with makeup and nail polish alongside my dad. But I wasn't ready for my classmates to see me like this. To make things worse, I now had to wear the girls' uniform, so I expected insults like 'faggot' or 'homosexual.'
I arrived with shaking legs, trying to lower my skirt as much as possible, walking with my head bowed and repeating in my mind if you don't see them, they won't see you, if you don't see them, they won't see you. I felt all the gazes on me, I was totally embarrassed, I just wanted to run and go back home. I entered my classroom, and it was only a matter of time before the history teacher, who used to be my professor, called out my name from the roll and I had to say present. My last name was one of the last ones so the wait was much more agonizing, but the moment arrived, -Víctor Andrés, Zambrano Espinoza-, I stood up, with flushed cheeks and said in my now-feminine voice -present, teacher although now it's Victoria-. Everyone stayed open-mouthed, I wasn't the only infected one in the classroom, but I suppose my transformation was the most drastic, happily for the moment I counted on the teacher's protection, but I knew it would end during recess. The bell rang quickly to hide myself in the library, but Ethan, one of the guys who bothered me the most, blocked my way. I thought that would be the start of my torture, but to my surprise he now seemed shy and gentle towards me, and said looking at the floor -you look... very beautiful-. I, not knowing how to respond to a compliment from someone who was once my bully, nodded and left quickly anyway, I didn't trust him, it could be a trap to humiliate me.I stayed in the library until I felt like going to the bathroom. Obviously, now I had to go to the girls' bathroom, so I went and did my business while sitting down as was customary. When I came out to wash my hands, Ashley, the most popular girl in the grade, approached me with her select group of friends. I was intimidated, but they didn't seem to have any malicious intentions; instead, they invited me to eat something with them. It was the first time a girl had ever done that with me, so I accepted and joined their group, although at first I felt uncomfortable, but gradually I felt more confident. By the end of class, I stayed by their side, feeling protected by them, and we left school together before Ashley invited me to a slumber party at her house. I couldn't believe it - I was finally part of a group in less than a day.Dad took advantage of the fact that now, as a woman, he continued with his work, although surprisingly his services were more in demand than before, I imagine this was due to the two big reasons hanging from his chest. He didn't care as long as he had more money, and in fact, now he wore more revealing clothes like skirts and blouses that exposed his cleavage. Also, jeans and dresses that accentuated his prominent female curves. My part continued with my classes, which was a mission for me, those tits were heavy and annoying the clothes I wore didn't hide them. I was forced to wear low-cut tops, and every time I went out on the street, all men would stare at my enormous tits, which bounced and jiggled with each step - it was nice, I felt desired, but also uncomfortable because not only did they have a good butt, but also a good pair of melons, even though they were very large; they didn't rival my mother's, who sometimes arrived home late with too many drinks one day she came home late, I hid in her closet and saw that when she took off her clothes. I had her entire vagina, bathed in semen, and it was evident they were getting it on. When she went to take a bath, I left for my room, as days passed. It was more than obvious that my mother was getting it on, probably for money, and her bosses wouldn't dare take those enormous tits as their own
Things only got better from that first day. I had become part of the most popular group of girls at school, something that would have been just a dream for me before. I didn't really like their superficial conversations about fashion and guys, but I suppose it was better than nothing, at least I learned to combine my clothes and make myself up more professionally while being with them. Those who used to bother and hit me now treated me with care, told me nice things, invited me to eat and drink during recess, and even Ethan asked me out. It was what I always wanted, for him to stop bothering me, but now that I had a new pretty girl look. One Saturday afternoon, my aunt had gone to the supermarket and my father was at work, obviously he was having an affair at work, but I didn't say anything, and so I spent the late afternoon watching a TV marathon when suddenly someone knocked on the door and when I went to open it, I realized it was my uncle Eduardo, looking for his wife. I told him I was alone and no one was here, but as he said that, I noticed he wasn't taking his eyes off my cleavage. I politely told him to come in and wait in the living room, already there I served him a glass of water and sat down next to him watching TV, passing some time, I realized he wasn't stopping looking at my tits. He was taller than me, so from where he was sitting, he could clearly see my tits from above, and when I turned around, he pretended not to have seen anything and I directly told him why you're looking at my tits and he didn't hide it and said they're very big, Victoria, the biggest of all the women in the family, even your late mother's. Instead of feeling offended, I felt flattered and told him many thanks, these enormous tits gave me confidence because it wasn't easy to adapt to this new stage of my life.In that moment, he said if he could see them so directly it was okay, I stayed in shock and told him that wasn't correct because I'm his niece, to which he changed his attitude and became more arrogant and said don't say nonsense. Show me those huge breasts and start ripping off my blouse, leaving my tits exposed and get on top of me. It seemed like a baby, eating from my tits, and they were also making me excited, and he was slowly increasing the level, lowering it to my crotch. I told him to wait and that if he wanted to fuck me, he would have to do it in bed, so he picked me up and took me to my room where he finished penetrating me, feeling so tasty, it was the first time I felt a cock and my vagina. Then I understood what my mother used to do and couldn't leave him. It was so addictive and pleasant. I was screaming like a slut and my tits were jumping from side to side until I felt him coming inside my pussy and after that the satisfied man pulled out his cock while semen was dripping from my vagina. I got scared. I thought I was going to get pregnant, but he took out a pair of birth control pills from his bag and gave them to me, then left it clear that he came to my house with only one intention.Pasar a week and my relatives were coming to a family reunion where all my uncles, aunts, cousins, and cousins would arrive. I put on a super tight dress that left my huge breasts and huge ass looking like a heart. My father surprised us by arriving with his boyfriend, who was his boss from work, and I was surprised at the way he arrived very diva-like and empowered. I knew that the man he brought was one I had sex with every day. Throughout the day, I saw many of my cousins not taking their eyes off my ass and breasts, even though I spent most of the time chatting with my cousins, one or another cousin would come up to me to ask me to dance or offer me a drink, they were very servile towards me, even my cousins got a little jealous and told me that the reason they were so servile was because of my obvious curves. When I saw my uncle Eduardo from afar, I got excited, he winked at me from afar and I smiled in a way that it was evident we wanted a second round of sex.So I sent him a hint with my eyes and headed towards one of the rooms. I turned off the light and took off my dress, leaving myself in lingerie and got into bed, eagerly waiting for my boyfriend to arrive. They called out and when I heard someone opening and locking the door, my skin went cold and when I felt someone on top of me, I realized it was my uncle Eduardo. At that moment he started eating my breasts and then buried himself without warning. His penis in my vagina and we were both coming at the same time, and he shot his semen into my uterus and I was moaning like a fox, and when I reached climax and came, I turned on the bedside table light and there I realized it wasn't my uncle Eduardo who was having sex with me, but his brother, my uncle Alberto. And I told him what was happening because he had done that to me, and he said don't make yourself a slut. I knew you liked it and I didn't deny it and we kept having sex for a good while until we rested and returned to the party, almost at night. I was left alone with my uncle Eduardo and told him why he hadn't followed me into the room and he replied that he hadn't picked up on my hints and I understood. At that moment, I wanted him to have sex with me but I made myself difficult and left with my cousins.A little while later I was in the kitchen washing dirty dishes, since my aunt had told me I had to help out in the kitchen. Now that I was a woman, I had to adapt to feminine jobs and that's what I did. It took me a good amount of time to wash them all and I was a bit distracted. When suddenly I felt a slap on my butt and when I turned around it was my cousin Javier, and he said You're carrying a great ass, Victoria, I'd like to put you on four and I told him to leave me alone or I'd tell his dad, he got angry and took me by force, putting me on four and there in the kitchen he penetrated me, and there I was being screwed again like a slut. My large boobs were bouncing, they came out of my dress on their own, and when I felt him coming inside my uterus with my arms, I pushed him away because I didn't want to get pregnant, and at that moment someone entered the kitchen - it was my uncle Raúl, Javier's dad, I complained to him in that moment but he didn't say a word to me and left telling Javier Well done, that's how you treat women like whores. Now we have to give them both at the same time, and when they said that, I stayed there for five minutes, then they were penetrating my holes while I was moaning like a slut, and when they came inside me, they left me lying on the floor like a dirty rag that's worth nothing.Days later I was a bit depressed because several men from my family had caught me. I couldn't do anything. Now my enormous tits were a curse I started crying and went to vent with my cousins and aunts, but they told me it was completely normal in the family. All women are here to serve men and the most beautiful ones with exuberant bodies were the ones who got caught the most when they said that I left in shock and asked my cousins directly if they had all been caught and they replied that all my cousins were big-breasted but their breasts weren't as big as mine then I understood my function as a woman in my family One day my father came home and told us I was pregnant and would be marrying his boss in a few months and to be honest his stomach looked a bit big, maybe two months of pregnancy and his breasts were full of milk We all got excited and congratulated him but it wouldn't be the only one pregnant in the family, now my daughter is also pregnantA couple of weeks later I felt dizzy and was vomiting all the time and my aunts made me take a pregnancy test which resulted positive. The whole family went crazy when they found out, wanting to know who the father was, and the truth is that neither did I know and those who had taken me presented themselves in front of everyone, and as the men were decided to pay for all future expenses for the baby as if it were theirs with the condition that I would be their woman. I accepted but also counted on being the woman of each one of them, that is, they would take me every time and far from disliking it, I liked it.
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