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As I lost consciousness I fell into dazzling whiteness at the bottom of which was a long shining corridor to a large oak door. I entered into a chamber where a magnificent woman sat on a throne, peacocks at either side.
“Come kneel before the Goddess of Cunt and make your petition.”
“Gracious Goddess of Cunt, oh Queen of all Vulvas, I humbly request that I be made a woman.”
“Why do you request this?”
“It is what I have always wanted. I desire the beauty of the vulva, the ecstasy of the clit, a slick vagina inviting in a hard throbbing cock.”
“You desire to be fucked by a man?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Stand up and walk over to the table.”
I walked over to a table where 6 clay vulvas were laid out.
“Choice is a privilege. I hardly need mention that it is not a privilege granted to those born female.”
“No Goddess.”
“Take a look. Feast on the beauty of each one. And make your choice.”
I looked up and down the row. They all looked the same to me.
“Well I don’t really know…I….”
“Use your imagination girl. Imagine being the first man to have you. I am sure you can still manage the male gaze. You won’t just want to be fucked will you?”
“Well,,,”
