The Witch And The bong Chapter 2: Clarissa

Story by DarthStrainjyer

Clark has fully become Clarissa, and now, Winter invites Clark's old friends Simon and Rich over to teach Clarissa how to be a proper TG stoner slut.

The second and third chapters were originally one chapter but I split them in two to avoid it being too long.

Contains stripping, twerking, futa on futa, shemale, sissy, male on futa, oral and anal.

I guess drop a comment if you like this story, since I've just noticed the 'thank' button is gone.

Chapter 1: https://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?67107-The-Witch-And-The-Bong-Chapter-1-Winter

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THE WITCH AND THE BONG

CHAPTER TWO: CLARISSA

By Darth Strainjyer

“Oh have you ever met that funny reefer man, reefer man.

have you ever met that funny reefer man, reefer man.

If he said he swam to china, and he sell you south Carolina.

then you know your talkn to that reefer man.”

--Cab Calloway

The doorbell rang and Winter cheerily ran to answer it, leaving the newly feminized Clarissa to stare after her in shock. Had Winter really called some of Clarissa’s friends over to have sex with her, or was she just kidding around. She had a feeling that she wasn’t. Her fogged mind tried to grasp at what was going to happen. Did they know what had happened to her, or were they just gonna think they were getting a chance to fuck a hot t-girl? She tried to recall which of her friends, if you could really call the assholes she used to hang with “friends”, might be into that. None, that she was aware of. What if they didn’t know she was a t-girl? Would they get mad? Would they try to hurt her? She wasn’t six feet anymore, she felt vulnerable and defenseless in this small new body.

On the other hand, she was starting to feel horny at the thoughts that there were gonna be guys here to fuck her. She had thought that maybe she’d be like a trans lesbian, maybe only having sex with other trans girls, but the more she thought of boys, the more interesting it sounded to her. Still, she was nervous, she had no idea what to expect and it seemed like she was at the mercy whatever Winter wanted of her. Still, she felt anticipation of what was to come, feeling her penis twitch in her panties.

She glanced at Winter’s skull bong, still packed with the Trainwreck, and took another drag on it for good measure. Fuck, Winter had good weed. She wondered if she’d cast some kind of spell on this stuff to make it better?

She heard the front door open, and then heard voices talking. From back in the den, she couldn’t quite make out who they belong to, and she felt her heart flutter slightly in her chest. She was definitely getting excited about this, in spite of her fear. She heard the music change, this time into something more fast paced. Clarissa smoothed out her skirt and looked in the mirror again, hoping she looked good. She felt a deep need for people to see her as pretty. She took deep breaths, trying to steady herself.

She heard the clack of high heels in the hall and Winter’s voice called.

“Okay, come on out.”

Hesitating at first, but now feeling delectably horny, Clarissa stepped forward, up the steps, through the hall and towards the living room. She realized that when she walked she automatically swayed her hips in a very sexy manner. Like a stripper or even better a porn star. She hoped her ass looked as great as she hoped it did wiggling as she moved. As she got closer to living room, she could hear that Winter had changed the music to some metal playlist, sounding like Doom Metal or more appropriately, Stoner Metal. It sounded like old Black Sabbath but it was something else. Coming to the living room, she hesitantly peeked around the side of the entrance.

She could see Winter, and standing there were two guys she knew: Simon and Rich. Her mouth dropped open, she’d had no idea how good they both looked before. No wonder they got so many chicks, they were b

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