When my Dad told me we were entering witness protection I was angry that I would have to give my whole life up and move to a completely new place. I mean I was only 13 but I had my friend that I’ve known since I started school and my girlfriend Tara.
When the police office in charge of helping us sort everything out explained that being in witness protection meant getting completely new lives, bodies and all, I was intrigued. I mean, it’s not as if I hated my body, I was good looking, but small thinks irked me, looking back it was probably just teenage hormones.
When I woke up in my new body I though they had made a mistake, there was no way a 13 year old could be this big and hairy. As I ran my hands over my new body I grew hard, Jesus this body’s dick was so large I had to use two hands, when I saw that I now had tattoos that just made me cum immediately, I had always been fascinated by tattoos, but my father hated them.
Turns out that they liked to shake up the family dynamics during the witness protection and I am now the Dad of the family, which I love. My former step-mum who I had a slight crush on is now my wife, let’s just say I’m no longer a virgin.
My former father and older sister are now my two sons, both seem to be taking after their new-old man in the muscle department. I actually love my new life.
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