... my little secret yet. There is a reason why I’m the least liked person in the Griffin family. I’m not really a girl. I was born as a boy, and as a joke they named me meg, then got drunk and forgot I was really a boy. Anyways, I have a date with Cleveland tomorrow. Since I’m under 18, we can’t go out in public. He said we would just take it easy at his place. Maybe watch some movies or something.
*2 days later*
“hey meg, good to see you. Would you like something to drink?” said Cleveland on our date
Of course. I’ve never had alcohol before. What do you have?
Hmm, I’m thinking you look like a whiskey girl. Are you thirsty?
Dear god yes, I’ll have a 20oz of whiskey.
*2 hours later*
I woke up, apparently passed out from the excessive amount of whiskey, but with a sharp pain in my behind. I looked back and saw what it was. There was a beer bottle sticking up out of my ass, buried the length of the neck. I had played with my asshole a lot recently, hoping I could fool Cleveland in to thinking I’m actually a girl by getting him drunk, and letting him ass fuck me. Well, it turns out things went the other way around.
Some time passed, and Cleveland finally came in. He seemed kind of angry that I had lied about being a girl, but his 10” black coc...