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Sitting in the bright, trendy cafe, Emma was the picture of femininity. Her tight pink top and matching shorts hugged her curves in all the right ways, showing off her ample breasts and toned thighs. Her long, dark hair was pulled into a stylish ponytail, perfectly framing her delicate features. But beneath the surface, Emma was raging.

She wanted to threw the lemonade at the skinny, nerdy guy in front of her, who kept blathering on about his stupid liberal views. Emma didn’t even believe in those values; a hour age she was Thomas, a conservative man and a driver who broke traffic rules all the time and did whatever she wanted. He was in a hurry, driving his old car, when he once again decided to show "who's boss" on the road by honking at a driver at an intersection who was letting oncoming cars pass, not caring about anyone other than himself.

The wizard who was driving that car knew the future very well, in which, if he had driven, he would have had an accident. And the last straw in the cup of patience was that Thomas, having aligned his car with him, rudely and impudently shouted boorishly into the wizard's ear "Slowly stupid old man, you don't know how to drive, idiot."

A few minutes later, when he reached his destination, Thomas had already forgotten about the incident - it was standard practice in his driving style. However, he only had to blink in his parked car, when he suddenly opened his eyes and realized that he was already seating at the cafe with this skinny, nerdy guy Steve. He wanted to scream, he wanted to stand up and run away, but he realized that he didn't want it, as if someone inside him was telling him to shut up and sit there and pretend to be an Emma who supported liberal views and wanted to have a relationship with this ugly man.

Steve smiled, squeezing Emma's hand tightly and excitedly telling her about some LGBT rally to which he was going to invite Emma. "We should definitely go," Steve said excitedly. "It's important to show our support. I'm really glad that you get it."

"Absolutely!" Emma agreed, nodding her head enthusiastically despite her inner disgust and repulsion at the thought of such a rally. She felt a strange warmth inside her, which, when she looked at Steve's eyes, she felt her pussy getting wet, and her breasts began to press hard against the fabric of her blouse, and she realized with horror that she wanted to fuck this ugly Steve. And when Steve released his hand from hers, she immediately grabbed Steve's hand and returned it to hers, squeezing his fingers tightly, as if afraid of losing contact.

"Don't let me go," Emma asked Steve, feeling an unnatural warmth, but also an unnatural warmth and love in Steve. She gulped nervously, realizing with horror what she was saying and what she was doing. This guy looked like the guys she had despised all her life and who she wanted to beat. But now, all her body and desires told her that this guy was the guy she had been waiting for all her life, and she couldn't let him go for any reason in the world.

"I like you," Steve said suddenly after a few moments of silence, smiling with a smile that made Emma's heart flutter in a strange and unpleasant way. But then suddenly changed his expression and added with a smirk, "And you, Thomas?!!"

"Emma!" Thomas said nervously, "My name is Emma, not Thomas! It's so confusing ..." Emma looked nervously around, trying to calm her pounding heart. "No, what... why am I say that... I ... I mean... I Thomas, but... it's Emma..."

The smile returned to Steve's face and he looked at her as if he didn't understand what she was talking about and blushed "I like you too!" he said suddenly, blushing. Emma realized that Steve did not remember what he had just said to her, as if it were someone else talking and not Steve. "You know what?"

Emma didn't even have time to react as Steve said, "We're going to my house. There's a rally coming up that we're going to and my mother made my favorite pie. Come on! It'll be fun! I think you'll like her too - she had a sex change operation recently, you know! Her name is Susan now," Steve said.

Emma nodded slowly, still confused about what was happening. The last thing she wanted was to go to this skinny, nerdy guy's house and meet his transgender mom. But Emma's body had already made a decision for her and she couldn't resist, smiling at Steve and squeezing his hand back as he dragged her to his house, while inside her, a furious Thomas screamed, begging to be released from this hell.