Chapter Six

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I felt a rush of adrenaline as Miss Piggy began to unclasp her bra and wriggle out of her ripped denim shorts, and make her way to the cold, stone floor. I felt disgusted by my surroundings and how unhygienic all of this was but I didn't care, in that moment all I could think about was her and what I was about to experience.

I gently put my hands on her waist and tried to lift her onto my lap but I'm a fucking muppet with no upper body strength so that did practically nothing. She seemed a little frustrated as she pinned me against the trash can and started to ride my dick.

I didn't know if I was feeling pleasured or simply overwhelmed by the experience, but I did know that being forced into submission was definitely doing something for me.

"Does that feel good daddy?" Miss Piggy asked in what I assumed was her try at a seductive voice.

I hesitated before answering "fuckk yes." Making sure to tilt my head back and roll my eyes upwards in an attempt to seem as though I was thoroughly enjoying myself.

She never went in to kiss me or make any attempt at intimacy, but rather continued to perform all sorts of manoeuvres on my cock. The previous rush of excitement and adrenaline I felt was dissipating and I couldn't help but wonder if friction was the only thing maintaining my erection.

Even though I wouldn't describe my feelings towards Miss Piggy as 'lustful', I still felt a connection to her. Was this love? I began thinking it over as she bent towards me and her tiddies began bouncing in my face, but I wasn't paying attention, I had so much on my mind.

"Are you even paying attention right now?" Miss Piggy had noticed that my mind was elsewhere and was deeply offended. She scoffed and sat up from my lap, I didn't know what to say to her as she began aggressively putting on her clothes.

"Goodbye, uh..." She paused.

"Kermit. My name is Kermit." I said with a gentle smile.

"Right, well this is goodbye then." Miss Piggy said with a lack of interest in her tone.

"Wait, I- I think I love you... Call me?" A wave of regret immediately hit me, I don't know why I said it, but I couldn't take it back now. I grabbed a $5 coupon from my wallet and wrote my number on the back, which I then handed to Miss Piggy.

"Hun, let me explain to you how this works, I'm going to walk away with my pockets feeling a little heavier, and I'm going to forget about all of this by next week. You are going to go home and sleep, feeling satisfied with my service and hospitality. Got it?" She spoke with such conviction, all I could do was stare blankly at her, simply at a loss for words.

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