41.... *unamused*

[tastefulsilence]

*groggy, blink, rolls over onto stomach and experiences an uncomfortable surprise*
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*grope*
*poke*
*molest*
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FUCK!!!! WHY AM I A GIRL????  .

[[If you are at all offended by sexual activities involving gender confused individuals, people of the same gender, or vampires, I recommend not reading this post, which contains NC-17 content]]

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[80smusicforever]

*yawn, stretch, stares at self*

... Huh? Aah, good to know it isn't just me!

........ It was probably the damn food again. *irritated, After the last incident will NEVER trust the food again, double so if his suspicion turns out true*

[tastefulsilence]

Most probably.
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Wait... *dawning grin at the devious thought that both he and Paul are girls now*
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Wanna meet up and see if we can... research... this?

[80smusicforever]

*wicked grin, snicker*

Perhaps that would be a good idea... *smirk*

[[*pout* everybody has found fitting other icons but me... I feel oddly left out. *huff* I can't find a good alternative icon image! :(]]

[tastefulsilence]

Mmhmm.
*smirk*

Come to my rooms?

[80smusicforever]

*snicker, smirk*
... We'll see... I may in fact wander in that direction...

[tastefulsilence]

I'll be waiting.

[80smusicforever]

*smiirk*

[tastefulsilence]

*lounges on bed*

[80smusicforever]

*turns, skips toward the section of the castle where Dwayne's room is, quietly humming a tune as he she goes, very bemused at the extra bounce in her step*

[tastefulsilence]

*stretches languidly so her skirt- one of Paul's- hikes up her thigh a bit, is impatient*

[80smusicforever]

*smirk, bouncy steps as he slinks down the hall, seeming to sneak up on the door to Dwayne's room, tentatively checking to see if it is locked, keeps humming quietly, adjusting her tank top and skirt, pulling a cigarette from her jacket pocket and fiddling with it...*

*opens the door, trying to be quiet, glances around before slinking into the room and shutting the door quietly behind hiherself*

[tastefulsilence]

*hums absently and adjusts her top so it shows off more cleavage, moans quietly as she absently plays with herself, hopes Paul shows up soon or she'll have to start without him, squirms*

[80smusicforever]

*grins wickedly at somehow going unnoticed by Dwayne, bites her bottom lip and holds back a quiet breathy sigh at the sight of Dwayne the way he is, slinks further into the room, curious to know how close she'll get before her now undeniably female friend notices her*

*finally can't hold back when Dwayne starts playing with... herself... though some part of his her mind stumbles over the thought, she groans quietly, wishing she still had her origional 'equipment' to work with, stretches and sighs as she stops near Dwayne*

... Starting without me? *cute pout, rests her hands on her hips, tilting them slightly for just that extra pouty flourish she's seen other girls do countless times, usually directed at him when he says he has to leave before morning, usually the girls had less clothes on, but she's seen the pose often enough to know it*

[tastefulsilence]

*startles slightly and glances sharply at Paul, feels oddly embarrased with herself, crosses his her legs and arms, feels a blush*

I didn't hear you come in.

*fidgets, is highly annoyed at self for being self concious*

[80smusicforever]

*wicked grin, raised eyebrow at Dwayne's blush*

Course, not... That's the point of sneaking. *quiet giggle* But I'm surprised you hadn't noticed... Usually you do, but I suppose being distracted is reason enough.

*smirk, stretches* Blushing looks good on you, you should more often... *devious look, flips her hair back over her shoulder with a girlish shake of her head, like he has seen many girls on the boardwalk do, he's a bit surprised at how easy the move is and giggles quietly*

So, what's up? You look good... *leers, slinks closer and sprawls next to Dwayne*

[tastefulsilence]

*huff, scowl* I hate this. How do girls deal with this shit? *is referring to the emotional aspect of the change, but also means his seeming inability to reach orgasm effectively; uncrosses his legs and eyes Paul*

*decides to do away with the shyness*

I can't orgasm. *scowl* I've been trying for the past twenty minutes and nothing I do seems to work. *is highly put off and annoyed*