EDIT : Fixed a major error in the text thx to Hairtriggr

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Tristan was your average run-off-the-mill highschool kid; average grades, average looks, average build. In short, nothing about the quirky young man stood out. A perfect cover for one with a twisted history of ogling young girls and women, even going so far as to grope and molest unsuspecting victims on the train without being caught.

Drunk with power, Tristan had let his guard down one afternoon while running his hands up a girl's skirt, smirking the whole time as he moved swiftly over to the next carriage while his latest victim screamed in panic.

Until he stepped through the doors into the relatively empty carriage, feeling something cold and hard snap itself around his neck with an electronic beeping sound as he flew backward onto an empty seat. All thoughts fading rapidly as the collar injects something into the pervert, his eyes dulling just in time to catch the figure of a man walking in from behind.

In an instant, the serial molester begins to change, his body convulsing as flesh and bone shifts to new positions. The boy’s uniform he wore subverted by a skimpy girls uniform; a semi-transparent half buttoned top struggling to contain a heavy pair of milk filled breasts as a short pleated skirt wraps itself around childbearing hips, barely doing much to conceal a curvy pair of legs coated in creamy oriental skin, a matching set of lace blue underwear digging into her breasts and fresh pussy forcing a feminine moan of pleasure out of Tristan’s gaping lips.

As long threads of blonde hair falls down around her voluptuous body to frame a lovely face sporting asian traits as lean foxy eyes stare blankly at the man that had begun to take a seat opposite her, the newborn Tatiana’s eyes fill with a cyan blue hue, a lovely smile overtaking her expressionless gaze as something clicks in her head, lifting the hem of her skirt to show off her naughty underwear, teasing the man with a tiny tit window, revealing a beauty mark on her left tit as she poses seductively for him.

“Heya handsome~ Like whatcha see?”

In her muddled head, her past as a perverted young man had been completely scoured clean, no longer fantasizing about laying her arms over another girl’s privates but rather, constantly desiring the touch of another over her needy body and with a gravure model’s physique, Tatiana had no issue with scoring herself a man to sleep with.

And even if Tristan’s skill with slinking away so stealthily after every hit had persisted, moving that way was no longer possible with how eye-catching Tatiana was, in addition to a body that never stopped swaying even with the slightest motion thanks to her killer hips and thick thighs.

Tatiana knew nothing else besides how best to use her body to bring the most pleasure possible to anyone with a delicious dick between their legs. And to ensure she didn’t get any funny ideas, the control collar around her neck would ensure she remained a needy slut, stimulating her body to crave for the touch of a man, her pussy always aching to be filled with steaming spunk and her mouth longing for a man to jam his rod into.

From a serial molester to a public cumdump, the enforcer gently guiding Tatiana’s soft head back and forth between his legs couldn’t have thought of a better outcome.

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