Striper

Date night

I hesitantly put the clothes on and feel the tight hug of the fabric against my smooth, soft skin.
The tight fabric fits my contours, and I wobble in the high heels, the soft fabric giving me shape, and I check to see if I have my license or pockets. There's no pockets in the dress, but a brown leather purse, which I open and see a few cosmetics and a driver's license.
The license is "Erin Schmidt, 5'9 Sex-Female." I drive my Kia Forrester to our home. The dress feels tight, and I can't really open my legs as the dress is tight. My boobs hate the seat belt, yet I continue driving until I reach home.

Unlocking the door, I stumble into the living room, and Alice tackles me. " Erin, let me take you out to dinner to celebrate your operation. I'm thinking Tortellini's Italian, then we'll buy you makeup and go shopping for clothes. Once we come home,we'll make out... Maybe we can, in my car, baby?'
I don't know what to say, this day is a huge surprise. I could feel her tits prepared to milk, and I hug her,yet she picks me up off the ground and puts me in her Rolls-Royce Oldsmobile. I'm kicking and squirming, she's in a red cocktail dress and red heels. She drives us to dinner, and we sit down at a table, and the server comes and asks what we want to drink.
Alice tells the server,' Get us 3 bottles of red wine, we're expecting a guest. A salad with extra ranch and a plate of spaghetti make the meatballs large."

I hate my new body and ask her,' Who's going to be the guest?' She pauses, puts a hand on my dainty hand, and mutters ' He's somebody who made this dream a reality... close your eyes and open your heart. '
Closing my eyes,I hear footsteps approaching the table. After a few minutes,the abrasive sound of a chair being scooted out from the table rises and ends.
I open my eyes and see the surgeon who did this to me. The waiter pours wine into the glasses and asks Thomas what he wants to eat. He gets a medium rare steak and a baked potato.

I hate his guts,but I drink my glass of wine,then drink three more consecutively. Doctor Thomas smiles kindly and asks if I want to eat fresh ranch, then winks at me.
I eat my salad, the ranch drowning the greens, as my mouth waters at the glance of his steak. ' If you want some meat,I could give you a long salami.I'm just saying,a deal's a deal. '
After the three of us get drunk,we go to his Bentley Continental GT, and they both remove all my clothes.

Andrew slips his long, thick shaft in my new bottom, and Alice sits on my face.