Cody looks down at his peach bikini top, rubbing his delicate fingers across the ribbed cloth, occasionally poking into the beautiful skin that lays below.
His new hands move down, down towards what felt like a piece of floss wrapped around his ass...but somehow in a good way? He craned his neck over his shoulder, feeling how his long hair softly brushed against his exposed shoulders, and then tugged on the bottom piece. He then took his pointer finger and traced it through his ass, and out the other side. When suddenly:
"Mom?"
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