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Like a Woman
It was an extremely strange morning for Squalo when he woke up to find that he had breasts.
Now, like anyone, his first reaction was to scream and then curse whatever strange entity had bestowed upon him such an odd… gift. Now usually people would come rushing when someone screams like that, and demand what was going on, but, seeing as this was Squalo and screaming was a daily occurrence for the man, everyone brushed it off.
His second reaction, once he was sure no one would barge into his bathroom, was to poke at the alien parts that had magically formed on his chest- or would he be considered a she now?
The feeling was different from before, strange really. Squalo furrowed his brows in frustration, pushing the two blobs on his chest up, so they squashed together. Strange.
The more he played with them, the stranger he felt. A funny pang went off in the bottom of his stomach every time he squeezed them a certain way or he brushed the nipples.
Squalo looked at himself in the mirror and found that his face was flushed. He never understood how women got off with playing with their breasts. Xanxus fondled his chest roughly a lot, and he found that it hurt. A lot. But this, this was something else! It felt so good! Now if only he could just relieve-
Squalo froze again and groaned. He guessed he should have known.
Where his hand had reached down and expected to find a half hard cock, there was nothing but coarse hair. Girl parts. He'd woken up with girl parts. The man let out a frustrated scream before he let himself fall forward, his head crashing into his bathroom counter. This was so weird!
He pondered on his ability to become a were-woman but quickly decided that it was impossible because there wasn't a full moon outside. But still, what a strange morning.
Squalo lifted himself off the counter, rubbing his right breast where it has collided with the counter- it hurts when you hit it hard. He grumbled at himself in the mirror. His face hadn't changed- in fact nothing had changed but his chest and crotch. He absolutely hated what that implied.
Scowling at himself in the mirror one last time, he abandoned his experiment and jumped into the shower- He'd deal with this later, it's not like anyone would notice. They weren't too big.
Xanxus lounged in his large bed, against the big pillows, disregarding the number of papers that had surely accumulated on his desk.
Instead, he opted for a glass of wine and watching the large, flat screen opposite the foot of his bed. The flat screen that was currently showed a very feminine Squalo doing naughty thing in his bathroom.
Xanxus took a swig of his wine and smirked. He'd defiantly pay Mammon extra. He had outdone himself this time.
Who knew that a Squalo with breasts was such a turn on.
"Now he really is just like a woman." Xanxus was not missing out on this.
