It was one of those hippie festivals, lots of drugs and naked women and free love… This guy I knew from college told me he could stay with him in his tent.
We got to the festival and he fired up a joint and while we were smoking and getting high he offered me some pills… “They’ll set you free,” he said with a smile.
It was a wild trip, like my body wasn’t my own… I had to get out of my clothes, and I felt my skin move, my flesh roll.. It wasn’t scary… it felt right for my hair to grow long and auburn, to feel my breasts fill out my chest, to shrink down and get smaller and curvier, my cock replaced with a hairy ginger twat.
I leaned against the big, strong, musky man I shared the tent with and said, "Woah, dude.. What was I smoking? I feel so… curvy… wasn’t I a dude when we got here?"
His deep, strong voice replied, "I told you it would set you free… leave all that crap behind, just be free with your body and soul, you were always a loving, giving hippie chick inside now you can be her, you’re Autumn now,,,"
I spent the week naked and high, having sex with any man who wanted me, losing the old me and finding the real me… I’m a hippie check named Autumn now, and I’ll float free from festival to festival… loving everyone, especially the new me!
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