Thanksgiving Swap: Sean
Oh thank Christ we’re not actually related or this would be too weird…” Sean whispered to himself as he slowly slipped out of the robe he had found himself in to get a look at the tits he’d now be sporting for the rest of his life. A few hours ago, Sean would have placed the possibility of him ever seeing his stepmom’s body naked at a strong zero percent. The Great Shift, however, had other plans. He had done his best to avoid Thanksgiving dinner at his dad’s house the past few years ever since his dad remarried a woman 20 years younger after the divorce, a choice made easier by the fact that her attitude around him was pretty hostile any time she wasn’t actively spending his dad’s money on whatever spa treatment or fashion trend she was obsessed with that week. Still, as embarrassing as it was to admit it, her demeanor only partially spoiled the fact that she was clearly out of his dad’s league, something which made the occasional family dinner at least somewhat bearable. At lea...