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Renji steps out into the misty Universe 11 morning, drinking deeply of the crisp air. His pale gray visage twists in an expression of deep-seated consternation, and a feminine voice behind him echoes softly from the partially-ajar bedroom door.
"Leaving already?" the almost-passable transvestite pouts, his upper lip quivering in playfully mocking fashion.
"Of course." Jiren the Gray surreptitiously dons his latex horse hooves as he replies; this on/off toy doesn't need to know his deepest fantasies. Not even the other Pride Troopers know. He makes an almost imperceptible whinnying noise and feels his loins tremble at the sensation. Perhaps later he could journey to the farm again and...
With great effort, he pulls his mind off the thought of equestrian copulation. It had only been a few days, and last time the farmer had nearly caught him fondling his prized stallion's penis during a "routine sweep of the area".
"Same time tomorrow?" the tranny coos, his bulge plainly visible beneath the sheets. Jiren nods, and the tranny allows his cock to pop out from beneath the covers. "Next time you can try sucking it like you said you wanted to."
Jiren doesn't respond, his head yet again filled with fantasies involving luscious palaminos and youthfully exhuberant foals. He clip-clops out of the house, deciding it's not such a bad day to visit the farm after all.
