This choice: he agrees and becomes a hot miss fitness hottie for the night or longer • Go Back...Chapter #11he agrees and becomes a hot gym bunny. by: Mr. George  "I'll let you keep the name Alex." she promised. The idea of a being in a lesbian threesome was hardly on his radar until Trish proposed it.
"I'll make you a cutie." she promised, extending a hand for the Master PC. His hand twitched, his grip tightening on it. The thrill coursing through his veins was matched by the fear. With this she could wreak all kinds of havoc. But, the horny fog was on him, and he handed it over.
"You like 'em busty, so I think you should get to experience it too." Trish already tapping away on the screen.
"Just imagine being immune to Staci's charms, and forcing her to work for her next promotion." Alex nodded, knowing and hating the former secretary, and feeling a tinge of embarassment at how easily she manipulates men to get what she wants. She has an appeal that he can't guarantee he could resist either. That makes him blush.
Heather leans in whispering a suggestion, that made Alex nervous. As does the giggle that follows from Trish.
"What...?" he rasped, toning down his fear.
"You want to be sensitive, to get the full experience?" Trish asked.
Alex desperately wanted to snatch it back now. But from the sniggers, he knew his profile was already loaded, and he didn't want to risk an accidental change if he did.
"I'll even promise not to use my strap-on on you..." Your eyes widen, as you realise that soon you'll be equiped to receive rather than give.
A slow shake of your head, as you try to adjust to that idea. The look of disappointment of Heather's face suggests you might be missing out on something. You don't want to sound either too enthusiastic, or too cowardly.
"Well, let's see..." you offer in a trembling voice. Instantly Trish's smile is back to full beam, her whole mouth stretching wide.
"Ready?" she asks, and even though you have a thousand questions and a million doubts, you find yourself nodding. Unable to speak and commit to this more loudly.
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Instantly you change. Covered head to toe in bubblegum pink. Your hands roaming experimentally over your body. Your bust feeling heavy and full, your fingers discovering diamante details, words across your ass. You couldn't look more girly.
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Taking in your hands the change is incredible, with long talon like crimson nails topping slender fingers. As Heather holds up a mirror, curiousity grips you. You're not vain, but really, really curious. Instantly, you gasp, you are breath-taking, literally. Moments later, relieved too that there are no men present. Cause those are some ripe cock-sucker lips Trish has given you.
The confusion and uncertainty on your features adding to the sex appeal, and the appearance of bimbo naivety. Just the kind of girl tricked into a blow job to find out whether she likes them or not. Dragging your gaze from that hypnotically beautiful reflection you turn to take in Trish and Heather's reactions.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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