The Sixth Generation

 

Sam was a very athletic teenager and loved going on runs, his family were runners by blood and had a glorious record stretching back generations with a treasure trove of gold medals and awards sitting snugly in their family vault. many people who met his family were shocked that they were very wealthy considering they lived rather modestly as they put most of their wealth into training and ensuring every member could be able to focus on their wishes. Sam was set to receive a few million as soon as he got accepted into a university which was only a matter of time since as his application to Runner University, where four generations of his family had went to which he was both proud and sad of since he would be the only member of the fifth generation since his mother died during childbirth and his father had never remarried due to a broken heart   Sam woke up bright and early pulling his blue now bright pink cover off of his toned, tanned body. His belly button piercing he didn’t have the night before shining due to the thin ray of sunshine that was peeking through his aqua once black curtains. If Sam had been fully awake he would have also noticed the pink sports bra sitting on the chair next to his bed which he didn’t need or have the night before. He stripped, pulling down the red satin shorts he wasn’t wearing he night before and took off the matching top before walking over to his chest of drawers and pulled open a drawer filled with panties that had once been boxers, taking out a white thong and pulling it up his soft, hairless feminine legs that were masculine the night before and over his wide childbearing hips and round curvy rear which were once flat and narrow and covered a bush of hair over a thin slit where once a large bulge lived.   He then walked over and picked up the pink and grey yoga pants that were once black and white and pulled them up until the rested on his waist clutching tightly to his legs. He then pulled out a thin white zipper that was cropped exposing his flat toned stomach and piercing and put it on, using his small hands and soft feminine fingers with nails painted pink before stopping noticing that his two large breasts where popping out of the zipper. Moving his long dark blonde hair out of the way he let out a feminine giggle from his plump lips that were apart of his soft feminine face and said in a seductive sounding female voice “ God I should really wake up before I get ready, I never pay attention. Going out braless especially with these gazongas would be both painful and embarrassing” before hearing the sound of a lawnmower outside “although,  I bet that hottie next door wouldn’t mind a peak” he thought thinking about sucking off the hottie’s huge dick which he had spotted while getting a tan while taking off the zipper and putting on the pink sports bra before putting the zipper back on and exiting the room.  Sam wasn’t aware but several generations prior when a witch granted his family exceptional running skills in return for a member of the sixth generation  being given a terrible curse.By the end of his morning run, all memories of Sam being male would be gone as would be his male identity and any refrence across reality. In its place a female Sam with not only her family’s exceptional track skills but an unsatisfiable addiction to cum and the need to see, feel, suck and be fucked by multiple cocks which will make her very popular at Runner University especially with the many fraternities there.