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It was a normal day for Joel. His passion for Internet trolling sometimes knew no bounds and crossed all imaginable lines. He often looked for a reason to start an argument with anyone and used the most vile ways to offend someone. He just loved it.

Today, as usual, Joel was looking for a victim and found Kyle. He introduced himself to a girl named "Bitchy", convincing him that this was "her" real name and that she hated her parents for it. "Bitchy" convinced Kyle that she liked him so she could use him and then humiliate him by revealing who "she" really was.

"I know who you really are"

Suddenly, for no reason or reason, Kyle wrote and this frightened Joel, who did not expect this at all. Of course, he tried to continue to play the role of “Bitchy,” but when Kyle said the address of the house and even the names of Joel’s parents, he really became scared. He didn't know what to do and turned off the computer.

But it was already too late. Joel literally immediately after turning off the computer felt a strange new very heavy weight in his chest and the touch of his new long hair

- I... I... it can’t be!

Bitchy squealed. Running around the apartment, she saw her reflection in shock. She was completely the girl Kayla described - huge breasts, huge ass and high sultry voice. Going out into the street, Bitchy was incredibly glad that today she decided to go out of town and that no one would see her here.

When she finally received a video call from a caller named "Kyle," Bitchy responded with surprise and shock. This was the first time she had seen this guy, but she knew that this was exactly the Kyle she was trolling.

- It's good to see you, baby. You really look as you described. I've almost arrived at your house. Maybe you can do something to make me speed up?

And unexpectedly for herself, Bitchy exposed part of her lush breast so that Kyle could see her nipple and began to gently run her fingers over the sensitive nipple, simultaneously experiencing fear and anxiety and peering into the distance at the road, praying that there was no one there.