For Connie, it felt like ages until he got his turn to go into the tryout room. Partially because he was nervous, but mostly because he was so excited. It felt surreal as he told the small framed, blonde bouncer with the name "Annie" written on her name tag his name. "Connie 'thick D' Springer," he had told her, and waltzed into the room.
The first thing he noticed was just how intense the fluorescent lights were. It seemed that they bore into his very soul, burning the thick coat of hair that had grown over it.
"Alright, Connie, show me what you got!" Reiner exclaimed, then pressed a large, pink button on his remote. Immediately, music started playing. "Just do whatever feels comfortable."
All yo' ladies pop yo' pussy like this, shake yo' body: don't stop, don't miss!
At first, Connie didn't know what to do, but as soon as he fell into the rhythm of the beat, everything became so simple for him. He began to almost slither over to the pole, then wrapped his long, hairy leg around it. Metallic squeaking was drowned out by the music as he dragged his leg sensually along the silver pole. His shirt and pants soon ended up on the floor, but he made sure to keep his beautiful $7,000,000 sunglasses on. Connie was a cool guy, and everyone knew cool guys wore their sunglasses inside. Flaunting his Thomas the Train Engine tighty-whiteys, he strutted over to Reiner and placed his ass right upon Reiner's crotch.
Do it now, do it good, suck this pussy just like you should. My neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack.
Grinding down as sexy as possible, Connie could feel a hard bulge pressing into his own. The more he danced, the more he acted, the more he fell into the rhythm of the song, the easier it became for him. It was like... being a stripper was his calling. This was what he was meant to do.
Before the song was over, it faded out, but Connie knew he did well.
"Great job, Connie," Reiner said. "I'm not supposed to tell you this, but I'll definitely seeing you back here!" He ended his words with a wink and waved 'tata'.
Connie galloped out of the room in excitement after grabbing his clothes, going straight to the group of other contestants to see how they did.
"Hey, you're Connie, right?" the blond greeted. "I'm Armin, that's Sasha," he pointed to the girl eating a plastic bag, "and that's Marco," he said, finally pointing to the freckle-faced freak.
"Nice to meet you guys! How do you think you did?" he asked.
The three thought that they did great also, which made Connie slightly nervous to hear, but he was still confident after hearing what Reiner had said to him.
Reiner... he was so handsome. His blond hair was so shiny, similar to the color of the inside of a banana. You could tell just from a glance at Reiner's pants that he was hung like a horse... oh, how Connie had dreamed of taking a dick like that into his mouth and sucking like there was no tomorrow.
Speak of the Devil, Reiner came out of the practice room (this time in a different outfit consisting of a neon yellow speedo - probably to hide cum stains - and nipple piercings) with a clipboard in hand.
"So," he began, a cheeky smile plastered on his cheeks. "You all made it! Congrats!" The room erupted in cheers, bras and dildos being thrown into the air like at a graduation ceremony. "Now, you all have some work to do, so you'll all come and learn the basics tomorrow night. Your first performance will be the night after. See you guys then!" Reiner winked and waved before strutting out the door.
Connie bid his new coworkers farewell. He couldn't wait to tell Mae, Tae, Shae, Rae, Kae, Cae, Yae, Gae, Bae, Dae, Iae, Aae, Zae, Nae, Fae, Hae, and Dominique the good news.
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The Small but Thick Dick
FanfictionConnie had to take drastic measures to support his family of seventeen bald younger sisters: Mae, Tae, Shae, Rae, Kae, Cae, Yae, Gae, Bae, Dae, Iae, Aae, Zae, Nae, Fae, Hae, and Dominique. He decided that the only way was to become a stripper, so he...