Another shot? How many more?
Sam no longer even bothered trying to protest, he knew there was no use. All he could do was grit his teeth and try not to cry like a girl. He refused to give his stepmother the satisfaction. So all day long he held in his emotions fear, shame, outrage, self-pity-until he was safely alone in his disgustingly pink and girly new bedroom and could cry himself to sleep at the effects of the weekly injections.
His once lean, tight muscled body was growing ever softer... his ass bigger and rounder... and now his swollen nipples were beginning to poke all too noticeably through his t-shirts... but he felt helpless to stop it and too ashamed by his new appearance to try and run away...
Even when his stepmother told him she'd be taking him bra shopping he accepted the fact numbly. Soon, like it or not, he'd be the girl she wanted him to be.
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