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Sissy's Adventures: Sissy and the Big Biker Part One
Sissy's Adventures: Sissy and the Big Biker Part One
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Another Sissy Slut transformation Story by hottest Shemale Writer Terri Leigh. This time a innocent Gas attendant gets seduced by a burly biker, and does he get turned into a little sissy slut? read and find out. Filled with twists and turns, this is a hot chapter in this sissyboys life.
EXCERPT:
I was startled from my daydreaming; someone had pulled up to the full service pumps for gas. Not thinking, I went outside to greet my first customer of the day, forgetting how I was dressed, and leaving my coveralls on the hook on the door. As I rushed out to greet the new customer, I saw huge burly biker, a beautifully restored Harley-Davidson motorcycle. I walked up to him, and asked "hi what can I do for you today?" After a short stall, and him looking me up and down, I looked down at my legs, and realized I had walked out without my coveralls on. "What a sweet little thing you are" he said. I was hoping that my dressing up would have been convincing enough that he would just think that I was a girl working in the gas station. But to my dismay, that wasn't the case. He said “I just need to fill up my tank for a long hard drive sweet boy!"Blushing, I replied “yes Sir."
My reply sparked his interest as he raised an eyebrow and said "yes Sir is the right response sweet thing!"
As he popped his bright shiny chrome gas cap off the tank, he laid to rest right between his legs. I happened to glance down, and saw his huge bulge as he gave his cock little squeeze while I reached for the gas handle. As I started to fill the tank, the shut off valve quickly stopped the flow of gasoline. "Your tank seems to be full Sir"
"oh I don't need gasoline” he replied.
"Oh I thought..." he stopped me before I could finish.
"What time do you get off work boy, or should I say girl?" He asked.
“Well, what do you mean?" I stammered...
"Wrong answer sweet thing" with that, he took his large, muscular hand, and grabbed my reluctantly stiffening little cock, roughly through my shorts, and squeezed....
“Five O'clock Sir!" I squealed in a feminine voice.
"Good Girl. I will meet you outback after you are finished here!" he said.
THIS EBOOK IS A SHORT EROTIC STORY OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN. THIS IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT ONLY AND DEFINATELY FOR ADULTS ONLY!!!
EXCERPT:
I was startled from my daydreaming; someone had pulled up to the full service pumps for gas. Not thinking, I went outside to greet my first customer of the day, forgetting how I was dressed, and leaving my coveralls on the hook on the door. As I rushed out to greet the new customer, I saw huge burly biker, a beautifully restored Harley-Davidson motorcycle. I walked up to him, and asked "hi what can I do for you today?" After a short stall, and him looking me up and down, I looked down at my legs, and realized I had walked out without my coveralls on. "What a sweet little thing you are" he said. I was hoping that my dressing up would have been convincing enough that he would just think that I was a girl working in the gas station. But to my dismay, that wasn't the case. He said “I just need to fill up my tank for a long hard drive sweet boy!"Blushing, I replied “yes Sir."
My reply sparked his interest as he raised an eyebrow and said "yes Sir is the right response sweet thing!"
As he popped his bright shiny chrome gas cap off the tank, he laid to rest right between his legs. I happened to glance down, and saw his huge bulge as he gave his cock little squeeze while I reached for the gas handle. As I started to fill the tank, the shut off valve quickly stopped the flow of gasoline. "Your tank seems to be full Sir"
"oh I don't need gasoline” he replied.
"Oh I thought..." he stopped me before I could finish.
"What time do you get off work boy, or should I say girl?" He asked.
“Well, what do you mean?" I stammered...
"Wrong answer sweet thing" with that, he took his large, muscular hand, and grabbed my reluctantly stiffening little cock, roughly through my shorts, and squeezed....
“Five O'clock Sir!" I squealed in a feminine voice.
"Good Girl. I will meet you outback after you are finished here!" he said.
THIS EBOOK IS A SHORT EROTIC STORY OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN. THIS IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT ONLY AND DEFINATELY FOR ADULTS ONLY!!!
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