Whorelotta - Long Epilogue (Patreon)

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This first day at school was very, very strange for Charlie and it seemed to him that it would never end. Returning home after school, he several times received "whistles" in his direction from high school guys who were younger than him yesterday and whom he could easily beat.

But he also noticed that some part of him was happy about it. It was impossible to realize at that moment and he believed that it was simply because of stress and that his feelings were simply confused, so he just went home and tried to calmly analyze everything that was happening to him now and try to find at least some logical conclusions and pondering ways to bring his old life back. All this rested on that camera and he needed to find that photographer. It was the only explanation for all these impossible spontaneous changes that so radically changed Charlie's reality.

Long hair partially obscured Charlie's view and gaze, which he directed to heaven, praying that he would return to his old life. He already hated how he now felt in this body. The small, still growing boobs were already swaying unpleasantly, and the idea of ​​wearing a bra seemed simply absurd.

He just walked and tried not to think about how today, on the first day of school, he experienced real moral humiliation. Everyone around him treated him and considered him a little school whore. This was obvious and indisputable. Even from small dialogues with the girls, he realized that everyone demonstratively showed their disdainful attitude. And the guys ... Except for the school nerds, all the guys were making eyes at him. And this is the best case. Scott's morning problem wasn't the only one that day. The other guys also treated him accordingly. After only trying to explain himself to another friend of his, Jerry, Charlie realized that it was in vain. Jerry got it in his own way, too. For Jerry, this conversation meant only that Whorelotta wanted him and he even set a time when Whorelotta could come to his house. Of course, Charlie instantly gave up this idea and stopped trying to communicate with his former friends. 

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Standing in the backyard of the school, Charlie watched Scott walk towards his other former friends on the sports team. He could hear their conversations and how they were laughing approvingly at the pleased Scott and glancing at Charlie, who was standing in shock.

His mouth still had the taste of Scott's cock, which he licked painstakingly for maximum pleasure, which Charlie certainly experienced. It was like some crazy wrong and humiliating impulse that Charlie could not contain and which he now regretted terribly. But at that moment when he did it he wanted it. He held back the urges of this body for too long during these weeks.

Even on that first day of school when Scott publicly pinched Charlie's ass while wiping tears from his face, he noticed a strange feeling. Despite the fact that he was restless and terribly strange it was all a short moment when he remembered this public gesture of Scott and noticed that he liked it. Of course, he quickly removed that short smile on his pretty face and again realized that it was all wrong. He wiped away his last tears and headed to his lessons.

Charlie was already in his senior year and the lessons from Charlotte's curriculum should have seemed simple to him. However, in reality this was not the case. In the early days and weeks, Charlie thought it was just the effect of stress and that he actually knew everything, but he was focused on finding a way to get his old life back.

When he realized that he would have to live like Charlotte for some time, he decided that he needed to somehow do his studies. And the realization that he knew nothing of what he had already studied shocked him. This is not to say that Charlie studied well - he was an excellent and strong player in the sports team, but still he had some knowledge from the curriculum. And now he realized that he didn't even know that.

Previously, he was helped by his strength and with the help of this he received solved homework from smarter classmates. Even on control tests, nerds helped him because they were afraid of his strength. Now he was the smallest of all classmates and this method certainly could not work.

The matter was further complicated by the fact that every day unpleasant thoughts with which he tried to fight, but which still appeared in his head, began to appear more and more often in his head. Many times he has noticed how he bites his lower lip while looking at his former teammates and looking at their athletic bodies while experiencing a number of strange sensations in the groin area.

Of course, he instantly turned away from them as soon as he noticed it behind him. But with each passing day, these thoughts appeared more and more often making Charlie feel self-loathing.

He was annoyed at how everyone around him treated him. Although he tried to choose the most masculine things from those that were at his disposal. But all the same, all the girls considered him a whore, and this was obvious from their conversations. And all the guys were smiling at him strangely.

But the worst of all were Scott's former teammates on the sports team, who, unceremoniously with him, had already given him spanks on the ass several times, and someone even rubbed his boobs. In those moments with Charlie, he noticed that he was experiencing some kind of heavenly pleasure and each time he resisted less and less. Only by regaining control again did he realize that this was wrong and was angry with himself and everyone else. 

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All this did not happen immediately. But Charlie found it difficult to resist his new urges. The search for a photographer and attempts to somehow return his old life did not lead to results. One way or another, Charlie was stuck and he didn't want to match that comic image of a school whore that he put on on Halloween.

After that ill-fated "oral" gratification of Scott, Charlie remained depressed for several hours. It seemed to him that his world had collapsed and that he was turning into the most terrible creature on earth. His male part was angry about it all and made Charlie go crazy.

But literally in a few hours everything was in order. More precisely, Charlie thought so. He thought that he would find a way out and that he would be able to control his urges in spite of what had happened before. At that moment, he decided that if he partially agree with his new urges, he will be able to control it and that such as with Scott will not happen again.

Perhaps this was the main mistake, and perhaps it was not. Who knows? But from that moment on, Charlie began to listen to his new "desires" more often. He had long wanted to change his wardrobe to a more feminine one. But he held himself back. However, the first time after trying on a skirt after Halloween, he experienced ... how to put it ... at that moment it was like a delight.

Of course, these were the hormones of joy that Charlie's new body was sending to the brain. But Charlie could not comprehend it. He just enjoyed wearing a skirt. Only after some time, when the delight passed, his male part rebelled again, leading Charlie into despondency.

Waves of joy and despondency alternated constantly. And each time Charlie did more and more so that the situation with Scott would not repeat itself. He eventually began dressing again as Whorelotta, much to the chagrin of his mother and the joy of the male half of the school.

Charlie had no urge to wear feminine or even slut clothes, but inside he hated it. He did this only in order to prevent spontaneous sex with some of the guys again.

All these attempts to control oneself did not work well. He still looked at them and also experienced this burning sensation between his legs. And because of his current appearance, this happened more and more often. Charlie eventually found himself having sex with some of the soccer team members in a toilet stall. He was even more ashamed of the fact that he or his body loved it madly.

It only got worse from there. In addition to the fact that promiscuous int*rcourse with strong athletic guys became regular, Charlie now also "orally" or "by hand" satisfied the nerds for helping him with his homework or letting him cheat during the test. Several times it even came to teachers and the desire to study and go to college Charlie became completely Whorelotta while understanding all this and suffering every time he realized what he did and who he became.