Senator O’Neal stepped lightly into the hallway, her luggage bumping along behind her.\u00a0 Paul stood to the side of the door.\u00a0 His hands were loose against his sides and his eyes roamed ceaselessly along the hallway.\u00a0 The young woman looked up at him and smiled.<\/p>\n
“I’m ready!” she chirped and then turned to her right as Paul turned the opposite direction.<\/p>\n
“Senator, the elevators are this way,” he told her.<\/p>\n
“I knew that,” she answered.\u00a0 A pretty red blush crept up the senator’s cheeks.\u00a0 Her smile deepened and the faint hints of dimples appeared.\u00a0 Turning, she walked toward her aide and continued down the hallway while he followed behind her.\u00a0 The young woman’s hips swayed in time to her steps as her firm, larger ass worked beneath the skirt.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Doors clicked open along the well-lit corridor.\u00a0 People and families in randomly filed out around her as she made her way to the elevator.\u00a0 Several men glanced at her as she passed, their eyes flicking down to her chest and ass.\u00a0 Catching one glance, she added a small twist to her step, smiling mischievously when the man’s eyes widened.<\/p>\n
Finally, the senator stopped in front of the elevator.\u00a0 A young blond woman in blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt waited with them, casting occasional glances back at the senator while the elevator made its way up.<\/p>\n
“Oh, hey!” the young lady said, turning to face Senator O’Neal.\u00a0 Recognition dawned on her face.\u00a0 “You’re that one senator.\u00a0 They’re talking about you on the news this morning.\u00a0 I really hope-”\u00a0 The lady had stepped up to the senator, her hand reaching for the senator.\u00a0 Paul’s arm shot out, blocking the other woman.\u00a0 He gripped the lady’s hand and twisted, causing her to cry out in pain.<\/p>\n
“Paul!” Senator O’Neal exclaimed.\u00a0 “You let her go right this instant!”<\/p>\n
The man released the young lady’s hand and stepped back.\u00a0 “I’m sorry, miss.\u00a0 Training,” he told her.\u00a0 “There’ve been some attempts against Senator O’Neal.”<\/p>\n
“Oh, there hasn’t, Paul.\u00a0 Don’t lie to her.\u00a0 I’m sorry, are you okay?”\u00a0 Senator O’Neal reached out to help the other woman stand.\u00a0 The blond lady grimaced, massaging her right hand while staring angrily at Paul.<\/p>\n
“I’m fine.\u00a0 That hurt, creep,” she told the large man.\u00a0 Paul grunted in non-reply.\u00a0 “I just wanted to say good luck.\u00a0 And I think it’s rad that you’re… you know.”<\/p>\n
Senator O’Neal cocked her head.\u00a0 “Know what?”<\/p>\n
“You know.\u00a0 Gay,” the young lady said.\u00a0 She glared up at Paul, daring him to say or do something.<\/p>\n
“Oh.\u00a0 Oh!” Senator O’Neal said.\u00a0 “No.\u00a0 I mean, yes?\u00a0 I like both but-”<\/p>\n
“Senator,” Paul warned.\u00a0 “I really don’t think this is an appropriate conversation to have right now.”<\/p>\n
Senator O’Neal’s eyes flicked over to Paul and then back to the young woman.\u00a0 In a loud stage whisper, she continued her conversation with the young woman.\u00a0 “He doesn’t think anything<\/em><\/strong> is appropriate. I don’t think I’ve ever even seen him smile before.”\u00a0 She giggled at herself while the other woman smiled in mild confusion.<\/p>\n The elevator dinged and Paul gently pulled Senator O’Neal into the small car with him.\u00a0 He stared at the blond lady as he pressed the ‘door close’ button and the young woman made no attempt to enter.<\/p>\n When the elevator door opened to the lobby, Senator O’Neal’s eyes lit up.\u00a0 Even as early as it was, the large open area was bustling with activity.\u00a0 The dull roar of conversations were swallowed by the susurrations of the artificial waterfall in the center of the building.<\/p>\n “Paul,” the senator whispered urgently.\u00a0 “Paul.\u00a0 Do you think they have goldfish<\/em><\/strong> in the water?\u00a0 The big pretty ones?\u00a0 Paul.” Tugging at his arm, she tried to pull the man towards the small raised pond surrounding the bottom of the waterfall.\u00a0 “Paul, this is super important.\u00a0 Do you have any quarters?”<\/p>\n “Senator,” Paul said.\u00a0 His large hand closed around hers, gently.\u00a0 “The car is-”\u00a0 The man finally looked at his boss. \u00a0His lips pursed as his eyebrows knit together.\u00a0 He looked from her face to her hips and then back up.\u00a0 “Did you… did you do something different with your clothes today?”<\/p>\n The senator pouted up at Paul.\u00a0 “Well, I’m not wearing a bra.\u00a0 Paul.\u00a0 Quarters.\u00a0 Please?\u00a0 Pretty please?\u00a0 For the fountain?\u00a0 Oh no.\u00a0 You don’t think the fish eat<\/em><\/strong> the money, do you?”<\/p>\n “Senator, I’m sorry.\u00a0 Did you just say you aren’t wearing a bra?”<\/p>\n With a slight flounce and an exasperated sigh, Senator O’Neal opened her gray jacket.\u00a0 The thin fabric of her white shirt did nothing to hide the way her large nipples pressed against the shirt.<\/p>\n “Oh my-” Paul reached for her jacket as he glanced around the room.\u00a0 He held the jacket closed and then struggled with the top button.\u00a0 “Senator,” he hissed, his eyes roaming the room.\u00a0 “You have to… why is this damn jacket not buttoning closed?”<\/p>\n Warm, delicate fingers wrapped around Paul’s wrists.\u00a0 “Paul,” Senator O’Neal purred.\u00a0 Her jacket fell open again.\u00a0 Her nipples had grown erect under Paul’s attention.\u00a0 She guided the large man’s hand towards one of her nipples and the man hissed, snatching his hands away.\u00a0 She looked up at him and her plump lips were pouting.\u00a0 “We could go back to my room, Paul.\u00a0 The bed is really nice.\u00a0 Or the floor.\u00a0 Or anywhere, really.”<\/p>\n Paul swallowed and looked away.\u00a0 “Senator,” he said.\u00a0 Swallowing, he continued.\u00a0 “I think we should call off the hearing.\u00a0 Something’s not right.\u00a0 You’re not acting right.\u00a0 You’re- stop that!”\u00a0 The large man slapped Senator O’Neal’s hands away from his chest.<\/p>\n Senator O’Neal smiled lazily up at Paul.\u00a0 Her eyes were half-closed and she reached for her jacket to shrug it off.\u00a0 The small ball of warmth deep within her belly was expanding throughout her core.\u00a0 She licked her lips and arched her back.\u00a0 The young woman’s shirt strained against the movement.\u00a0 Paul glanced down and then immediately back up.<\/p>\n “The… the hearing… Senator, the hearing,” he said, his voice rasping.<\/p>\n Hearing.\u00a0 Hearing.\u00a0 Hearing<\/em><\/strong>.\u00a0 The word echoed through her brain until something caught hold of it.\u00a0 Senator O’Neal blinked several times.\u00a0 “Oh my god, Paul.\u00a0 The hearing.\u00a0 Where’s the car?\u00a0 We’re going to be late.”\u00a0 The young woman turned into a circle until she found the exit.\u00a0 Her heavy breasts bounced as she stalked to the doors.<\/p>\n A small bead of sweat rolled down Paul’s temple.\u00a0 Now that he’d noticed her, he couldn’t not<\/strong> notice the way she was walking.\u00a0 The way her hips moved.\u00a0 A small, primitive part of his brain wanted to throw her over his shoulder… or over the nearest chair.\u00a0 He cursed his erection and followed after her.<\/p>\n The ride was quiet as Paul collected his thoughts.\u00a0 He watched Senator O’Neal’s reflection in the tinted windows.\u00a0 Her mouth was set in a determined line, only partially spoiled by her full lips.\u00a0 The man fought down imagery of her wrapping those lips around his cock.\u00a0 He forced himself to look away from her.\u00a0 What in the world is wrong with me,<\/em> he wondered.\u00a0 I’ve never been this horny in my life and she’s my goddamned boss!\u00a0 When the hell did she start looking like that?\u00a0 How did she hide that figure?\u00a0 Jesus H. Christ.<\/em><\/p>\n Glancing back at the senator, he caught her breathing on the window and drawing in the moisture with her finger.\u00a0 She was doodling little hearts on the glass.\u00a0 Her determined expression had melted away into something resembling childlike joy.\u00a0 He swallowed as his eyes strayed down to her shirt.\u00a0 He could clearly see the side of her left breast through the gaps around the buttons.\u00a0 They looked firm and smooth and- Jesus! <\/em>He cursed at himself, mentally.<\/p>\n The car pulled into a small parking garage, tires squeaking on smooth pavement as it turned around and around into the designated area.\u00a0 Paul was thankful they wouldn’t have to deal with any crowds outside.\u00a0 He hated working crowds. The man’s hand reached for a pistol that wasn’t there.\u00a0 An old nervous habit.<\/p>\n “We’re here, senator,” he told her.<\/p>\n “Yay!” Senator O’Neal exclaimed.\u00a0 The young woman quickly unbuckled herself and exited the car.<\/p>\n The two made their way to the private elevator.\u00a0 Paul kept his eyes away from his boss but he caught himself breathing deeply in the small car.\u00a0 She smelled like… nothing.\u00a0 No perfume or heavy scents or anything.\u00a0 But something registered to his nose.\u00a0 Some subtle scent that made him hungry.\u00a0 Hungry for her.<\/p>\n “I brought your note cards,” he told her, handing her the cards.\u00a0 “Just in case.\u00a0 I know you’ve been working on this for a while but it helps sometimes to have them nearby.”<\/p>\n “Thanks, Paul!” Senator O’Neal beamed.<\/p>\n Fuck,<\/em> Paul thought.<\/p>\n Sitting for makeup was a nightmare.<\/p>\n “I look gross!”\u00a0 Senator O’Neal cried.\u00a0 Her fingers lightly touched the thick makeup covering her face.\u00a0 “I don’t even look real.”<\/p>\n The woman sitting next to the senator glanced up at Paul.<\/p>\n “She… she doesn’t normally go for makeup before one of these.\u00a0 And she’s had a weird morning,” he explained.<\/p>\n “Ma’am,” the lady said.\u00a0 “The makeup has to be like this for the lights.\u00a0 I’ve been doing this for years.\u00a0 Trust me, you’ll look just fine on TV.”<\/p>\n “Oh!\u00a0 I’m going to be on TV?”\u00a0 the senator’s eyes widened and she turned around.\u00a0 “Paul, really?\u00a0 Am I really going to be on TV?”<\/p>\n “Yes?”\u00a0 Paul answered, his voice making it sound like a question.<\/p>\n “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh,” Senator O’Neal gushed.\u00a0 She kicked her feet, squealing in happiness.\u00a0 “Should I maybe…”\u00a0 The senator reached down to the top button of her underneath the large collar the makeup artist had put around her shoulders.<\/p>\n “No!” Both Paul and the other woman said at the same time.<\/p>\n “Oh, okay.”\u00a0 The senator looked at the woman next to her.\u00a0 “Are you really sure I’ll look okay?\u00a0 I look like a corpse.”<\/p>\n “I promise, ma’am.”<\/p>\n “Yay!\u00a0 Thank you!”\u00a0 Senator O’Neal leaned over to give the woman a hug.<\/p>\n Paul checked his watch.\u00a0 “It’s time, senator.”<\/p>\n “Ooooookaaaay,” the senator sang out.\u00a0 She stood and removed the collar before turning for the door.<\/p>\n “Hey,” the makeup artist said, looking after the senator before turning to Paul.\u00a0 “Good luck?”<\/p>\n “Yeah,” he said.\u00a0 “Yeah, thanks.”<\/p>\n Senator O’Neal nearly skipped along the small hall that lead to the conference area.\u00a0 Muted laughter and conversations came from the double doors in front of them and, as Paul opened the doors, the sound assaulted both of them.\u00a0 Rows of chairs were filled with reporters.\u00a0 Some with notepads and audio recording devices and some with small cameras.\u00a0 A large stage faced the reporters and an array of studio cameras bearing various major cable companies pointed at the table in the center of the stage.\u00a0 Bright lights loomed behind the cameras, casting a harsh white light on the stage.\u00a0 The table was lined with microphones.\u00a0 Everyone stopped and turned to look at the newcomers.<\/p>\n Paul bumped into Senator O’Neal.\u00a0 She had frozen, eyes wide at the sudden huge amount of attention.\u00a0 Paul felt her trying to back into him but his arm held her in place.<\/p>\n “Paul,” she whispered, her voice fierce and low.\u00a0 “There’s so many people.\u00a0 Oh my gosh, Paul.\u00a0 There’s too many people.\u00a0 I can’t do this.\u00a0 I can’t.”<\/p>\n “Senator,” Paul answered.\u00a0 His voice was low and his lips barely moved.\u00a0 “You called for this hearing.\u00a0 You’ve done a ton of these before.\u00a0 You’ll be fine.\u00a0 Just walk with me to the stage.\u00a0 Focus on the cameras when you get there and you’ll be fine.”\u00a0 He shifted himself to avoid touching her soft, large ass with his cock as she pressed back against him.\u00a0 As gentle as possible, he guided her towards the stage.<\/p>\n Various reporters called out to her – some in greeting and some with questions.\u00a0 Senator O’Neal ignored all of them, her face a stone mask of terror as she walked to the stage.\u00a0 Upon reaching the small table, Paul and Senator O’Neal sat carefully.\u00a0 The young woman trembled and Paul reached out, squeezing her hand under the table.<\/p>\n “Two minutes!”\u00a0 An old man called out from the far end of the stage.\u00a0 He wore a large headset connected to a battery pack on his belt.<\/p>\n “Paul,” Senator O’Neal whispered, her eyes locked on the cameras.\u00a0 “I have to pee.\u00a0 I have to pee so bad.\u00a0 Like, now.”<\/p>\n “We can’t, Senator,” he told her.\u00a0 “This is going to be live.\u00a0 We can’t delay.”<\/p>\n “But, Paul,” the young woman whined.\u00a0 “I… I have to throw up.\u00a0 I’m going to throw up everywhere.\u00a0 All over the table.\u00a0 What am I supposed to do?”<\/p>\n Paul squeezed the senator’s hand again.\u00a0 “You’ll be fine.\u00a0 You’ve done this before.\u00a0 Just take out your note cards, glance over them and, if you have to, read directly from them.\u00a0 They won’t like it but it doesn’t matter.”<\/p>\n “Oh, okay.\u00a0 I’ll-”<\/p>\n “Ten seconds!”\u00a0 The old man yelled.<\/p>\n “No,” Senator O’Neal said firmly.\u00a0 “I have to pee.\u00a0 I can’t hold it.\u00a0 I can’t.\u00a0 I have-”<\/p>\n “Two.\u00a0 One.”\u00a0 The old man gestured at the table, giving two thumbs up.<\/p>\n Senator O’Neal froze.\u00a0 Red lights glared on the cameras in front of her and she could hear the crowd of reports moving and coughing and whispering.<\/p>\n “Cards,” Paul said, his lips not moving an inch.<\/p>\n The senator’s eyes were as large as teacups and her chest was heaving as she nearly hyperventilated.\u00a0 She looked over at Paul and then down at her cards.\u00a0 Licking her lips, she picked up the cards and stared at them.<\/p>\n “S… s…” Senator O’Neal stuttered.\u00a0 “Senator Bad Man is-”\u00a0 The young woman looked up as a roar of laughter echoed around the room.\u00a0 She thought of what she just said and blushed.\u00a0 Tears shined wetly in her eyes.\u00a0 Looking down at her hands, she whispered to her side.\u00a0 “Paul, they’re laughing<\/em><\/strong> at me.\u00a0 I can’t do this.”<\/p>\n “You can.\u00a0 Just start over and ignore them,” Paul said.\u00a0 He gently squeezed her leg and she sighed next to him.<\/p>\n “S… senator Bowman is con… conclusively linked to various organ…organizations that have steadily provided donations to accounts listed both under his own name and under companies linked to him.\u00a0 The-”\u00a0 Senator O’Neal turned to Paul.\u00a0 A thin line of blood traced down her nose.\u00a0 A second line joined the first.<\/p>\n “Paul,” she said, her voice well above a whisper.\u00a0 The fear in her eyes was gone, replaced by simple confusion.\u00a0 “Paul, look right here.\u00a0 It says ‘ass.’\u00a0 Is it okay to say ‘ass’ on TV?”<\/p>\n The stunned silence was palpable around them.\u00a0 Paul trembled slightly, his hand reaching for a phantom gun.\u00a0 His eyes automatically followed where she was pointing.\u00a0 The word ‘assumption’ was just above her finger.<\/p>\n As he started to answer her, her eyes fluttered in her head.\u00a0 A small blob of pink and red blood oozed from her nose.\u00a0 The young woman moaned as her jacket opened wide, exposing her chest to the cameras.\u00a0 Or, rather, her chest was expanding and it pushed the jacket aside.\u00a0 Paul could clearly see the outline of Senator O’Neal’s breasts as the shirt pulled tight against their growth.\u00a0 Buttons strained valiantly.\u00a0 From his angle, he could see as the breasts flattened together, the soft skin pushing through the gaps in the shirt.<\/p>\n A single button popped in the middle of her shirt.\u00a0 A second followed and then a third and, finally, the top fourth button.\u00a0 Senator O’Neal’s breasts spilled out of her shirt and she gasped, arching her back, moaning loudly in ecstasy.\u00a0 Her already large breasts continued to grow into epic proportions.\u00a0 Paul sprang to his feet, blocking her from the cameras.\u00a0 In a single motion, he grabbed her and picked her up.\u00a0 She was light in his arms and her breasts pressed softly against his chest<\/p>\n Ignoring the loud cries and shouts, he ran from the room.\u00a0 Senator O’Neal writhed against Paul as he moved.\u00a0 She gasped in his ear and her hands roamed his body, groping and squeezing him.\u00a0 He could feel her teeth against his ear as he reached the hallway.\u00a0 He set her down and she immediately leaned back against the wall.\u00a0 Her smile was nearly predatory as she hefted her gigantic breasts.\u00a0 Her tongue lapped at the fat nipple of her right breast.<\/p>\n “Paul,” she moaned.\u00a0 “We’re all alone and I feel so hot.”\u00a0 Her hands worked at her skirt and the only reason it stayed on was because her expanded hips made it difficult for her to easily take it off.<\/p>\n Paul shuddered and grabbed her wrists, pulling her along towards the door.\u00a0 As he rounded the corner, he heard a door slam open.\u00a0 Voices yelled for the senator as he ran.\u00a0 Paul said a silent prayer of relief as the door to the garage appeared before him.\u00a0 He reached for the handle but the door opened hard, wrenching his arm.<\/p>\n Three men stepped through the door.\u00a0 Paul immediately recognized Senator Bowman and he marked the other two as hired muscle.\u00a0 One of them grabbed him as he reached for Senator O’Neal.\u00a0 The second thug slammed his fist into Paul’s stomach and only the first man’s grip kept him on his feet.<\/p>\n “Far beyond my expectations,” Senator Bowman said.\u00a0 His eyes roamed Senator O’Neal’s body and she smiled at him, her hands running along her sides and up to her breasts.\u00a0 She looked unreal – a porn star’s dream.\u00a0 Her breasts flared out alongside a slim upper body and torso.\u00a0 As gigantic as they were, not a single stretch mark was visible.\u00a0 Her large, erect nipples were perfectly positioned and stood at full, pink attention.\u00a0 Her flat stomach curved out over generous hips that vanished beneath her skirt.\u00a0 She leaned back against the wall, legs spread as she presented herself.\u00a0 Amidst the perfection, blood covered the area between her lips and nose.<\/p>\n Senator O’Neal stalked to Senator Bowman.\u00a0 She reached for his crotch and squeezed while groaning deep in her throat.\u00a0 “How about you<\/em><\/strong>?” she asked.\u00a0 “Will you<\/em><\/strong> help me out?\u00a0 I just feel so incredibly hot and I-”\u00a0 Senator Bowman pressed his lips against the woman and kissed her deeply.\u00a0 Senator O’Neal’s arms reached around to grip his head and back, wrapping herself tightly against him.<\/p>\n “Get your goddamned hands-!”\u00a0 Paul yelled.\u00a0 He was cut short as thug #2 slammed his fist into Paul’s face.\u00a0 Paul’s vision blurred and he tasted blood from cuts in his mouth.<\/p>\n “Leave him.\u00a0 We’d better get going before the reporters catch up.”\u00a0 Senator Bowman pulled away from Senator O’Neal and all four left while Paul watched, helplessly.\u00a0 He heard a car’s engine start just as a flock of reporters caught up to him.<\/p>\n —–<\/p>\n Robert startled awake when his phone buzzed loudly on the night stand near his bed.\u00a0 He lay naked and sprawled above his covers.\u00a0 Smacking his lips, he grabbed his phone to stare at it.\u00a0 The time on the phone told him that he’d slept into late afternoon.<\/p>\n The leopard has changed its spots.<\/em>\u00a0 The message read.<\/p>\n “Who comes up with this lame ass Secret Squrrel bullshit?” he asked the room.\u00a0 Still, he knew that meant the job was finished and that<\/strong> meant he was free until the next one.\u00a0 Putting the phone away, Robert rolled to his stomach and closed his eyes again.\u00a0 He could feel little aches in his joints and muscles and, now that he was awake, it was enough to keep him awake.<\/p>\n With a sigh, Robert sat up.\u00a0 And again reached for his phone.\u00a0 After a quick look through his contact list, he made a call.<\/p>\n “Hi,” he said to the woman that answered.\u00a0 “Yeah, I’d like to make an appointment today.\u00a0 How free-\u00a0 Oh, great. \u00a0Yup, I’ll be right over.\u00a0 My regular.\u00a0 Sandy?\u00a0 Yeah, perfect.\u00a0 Thanks!”<\/p>\n Robert stood and stretching, relishing the way his tendons felt as he reached and pulled.\u00a0 The young man dug through his closet to find some casual clothes for the evening.\u00a0 He tossed a pair of dark brown cargo pants and a thick black shirt onto his bed with ankle socks.\u00a0 Finally, a pair of black boxer-briefs joined the pile.<\/p>\n Stepping over to his bed, he paused as his feet brushed something soft.\u00a0 Robert looked down to find the lady’s red panties crumbled on the ground.\u00a0 He could see the stains from his cum on the front of the panties and, almost immediately, his cock began throbbing.\u00a0 Robert bit his lip as his cock lifted, growing fully hard.\u00a0 His heart beat quickly in the chest and his penis bobbed in time.\u00a0 Looking over at his pile of clothes, he considered for a moment and then bent down to the panties.\u00a0 His cum had dried, leaving a few stiff spots on the material but it was still soft in his hands.\u00a0 He brought the panties over to his bed and sat with them.<\/p>\n Looking around and blushing as he realized that he was home and there was nobody to see, Robert ran the panties along his legs.\u00a0 Where his own underwear was slightly rough on his skin, the panties were silky smooth.\u00a0 He couldn’t tell whether he was feeling overly sensitive or whether the material simply felt that good against his body but, either way, he shivered in response.<\/p>\n With another quick look around the empty apartment, Robert slid the panties slowly up over his legs.\u00a0 He gasped in pleasure, squirming and nearly moaning until he had to stand to pull the panties around his ass.\u00a0 His manhood pressed hard against the front of the panties.\u00a0 The material was so smooth and warm that it almost felt like he was inside a woman’s wet pussy.\u00a0 He looked down at himself and, then, before he could change his mind, he reached for his pants.\u00a0 He’d expected the rough cargo pants to take away from the sensations provided by the panties but, instead, it highlighted their feel.<\/p>\n Robert found that as he moved, the panties slid against him and that feeling made him even more turned on.\u00a0 Quickly pulling on his shirt and socks, grabbed his keys, wallet and cellphone and walked to the door.<\/p>\n Living downtown afforded several benefits – one of which was that everything important was in walking distance.\u00a0 Robert walked the sidewalk, admiring the beautiful morning.\u00a0 His eyes strayed to several women that crossed his path.\u00a0 He watched them walk but, rather than enjoying the shape of their ass, he found himself wondering what kind of panties they were wearing.\u00a0 What kind and what fabric and whether they felt as good as his did.\u00a0 Several times he had to step oddly to subtly work out an odd pinch from the underwear and he began to grow jealous of the other women.\u00a0 Jealous of the way their panties fit them.\u00a0 How natural it would be for them.<\/p>\n Finally, Robert arrived at his massage parlor.\u00a0 The smell of fresh baked bread from the nearby caf\u00e9 made his stomach rumble but he ignored it.<\/p>\n “Welcome, Mr. Williams,” the well-dressed receptionist told him as he entered.\u00a0 “Sandy is setting up in room three and should be ready momentarily.\u00a0 Please have a seat.\u00a0 May I bring you some coffee?”<\/p>\n “No, thank you,” Robert answered.\u00a0 He sat on a small black leather couch facing the lobby.\u00a0 Men and women wearing the company’s signature black pants and black t-shirts walked around, tidying up their outside areas.\u00a0 Robert watched them work.\u00a0 Again and again he found his attention being drawn to a tall man in the corner of the room.\u00a0 He had a small beard and strong arms but Robert’s eyes were drawn to the man’s crotch.\u00a0 Specifically, at the bulge in the man’s crotch.\u00a0 Jesus.\u00a0 He’s not even hard,<\/em> Robert thought.\u00a0 Just.\u00a0 Bulging.\u00a0 Goddamned lucky asshole.\u00a0 I mean, I’m not small but what I wouldn’t give to have that.\u00a0 Women must fall all over themselves trying to get to him.\u00a0 Probably fucks like a stallion.\u00a0 Slamming into women, pounding them.\u00a0 Cumming deep inside of them.\u00a0 Filling them with it until it’s oozing out them.\u00a0 Thick and creamy and-<\/em><\/p>\n Robert’s finger tweaked at his nipple and his body jumped in response.\u00a0 He felt pressure at the front of his skull while his mind wandered.\u00a0 The imagery of the man cumming.\u00a0 The imagined women were gone and all that was left was the man and his impressively erect cock.\u00a0 Thick gouts of cum spurted over and over.\u00a0 Robert licked his lips, moaning and squirming in the chair.\u00a0 The panties slid with him, reminding him that he wore them.\u00a0 He could almost smell the man’s cum.\u00a0 It’d be sweet, like his, he decided.\u00a0 And salty.\u00a0 And it’d coat his throat and tongue as he swallowed it, pumping him until he was drained.<\/p>\n Robert stood and walked over to the receptionist.\u00a0 He was sweating slightly along his hairline and his cock ached to the point of being painful.<\/p>\n “Excuse me,” Robert gasped.\u00a0 “That… that man in the corner.\u00a0 Is he available for a massage?”<\/p>\n “Jonathon?” the receptionist asked.\u00a0 “Yes, for the next two hours.\u00a0 Shall I change your appointment?”<\/p>\n “Y… yes.\u00a0 Thank you.”\u00a0 Robert watched the young man answer the phone in his private room.<\/p>\n “He’s ready for you now, Mr. Williams,” the receptionist said.<\/p>\n Without another word, Robert threaded his way through the room, eyes locked on the small room in the corner.\u00a0 Soothing music played in the dim lighting.\u00a0 Jonathon was laying out a sheet and a pile of towels as Robert entered.<\/p>\n “Hi, I’m Jonathon,” he said.\u00a0 “I’ve set your towels and sheet out so just get comfortable and I’ll be back in a couple minutes.”\u00a0 Robert forced himself not to watch as the man left.<\/p>\n When the door clicked shut, Robert stripped.\u00a0 He carefully folded his pants, shirt and socks, laying them in the corner.\u00a0 He stood, naked except for his panties.\u00a0 Her panties,<\/em> he corrected himself.\u00a0 It was thrilling.\u00a0 A little secret just for himself.\u00a0 Robert lay down on his stomach on the massage table.\u00a0 He pulled the thick sheet up over his waist and waited.<\/p>\n A light knock at the door was followed by Jonathon quietly entering.\u00a0 He brought a basket full of various lotions that he set on the nearby table.<\/p>\n “So, what am I working on today?” Jonathon asked.<\/p>\n “Everything,” Robert answered.\u00a0 “Neck, shoulders, back, legs, all of it.”<\/p>\n “Hah,” the man laughed.\u00a0 “All right then.\u00a0 I’ll get started.”<\/p>\n The volume of the music increased slightly and Robert closed his eyes as he rested his hands on the small bars under the headrest.\u00a0 Jonathon stood in front of Robert as he worked on Robert’s shoulders.\u00a0 Robert lifted his head slightly and was rewarded with a close-up of the man’s crotch.\u00a0 Involuntarily drawing in a deep breathe, he was slightly disappointed when he couldn’t smell his scent.\u00a0 Jesus, it is huge,<\/em> Robert thought.\u00a0 All coiled up in there.\u00a0 Just waiting to be let out.\u00a0 I wonder if he’s circumcised?\u00a0 God, all he’d have to do is unzip right now.\u00a0 Just unzip and roll it out and press it into my mouth.\u00a0 It’s just right there and I’m at the right height to do it.\u00a0 I’d suck him off so good until he burst in my mouth.\u00a0 Oh god.\u00a0 All that cum.\u00a0 All of it. Swallowing it all down.<\/em><\/p>\n Robert lay his head back down and closed his eyes.\u00a0 His cock pressed hard against the massage table and he caught himself working his hips in small motions as, in his mind, he grinded himself on Jonathon’s thick cock.\u00a0 A hot red flush crept up Robert’ throat and cheeks and he forced himself to stop.\u00a0 He chastised himself until the man’s hands went down to his shoulders.\u00a0 The motion of Jonathon’s hands rubbing deep into his back made Robert’s nipples scratch against the sheet beneath him.\u00a0 Nerves lit up from his nipples straight down to his balls and he had to bite back a moan.\u00a0 His nipples hardened, pressing back into his chest.<\/p>\n Small breasts formed on his sculpted chest.\u00a0 The skin softened and swelled slightly, pushing his nipples and small areola down slightly.\u00a0 The growing breasts flattened as they developed, the sensation lost beneath the grinding caused by Jonathon’s massage.\u00a0 The brown of his nipples leeched away unseen, replaced by a soft, gentle pink color.\u00a0 Robert lost himself in his day dream as Jonathon worked his way down his body.\u00a0 Only when the man worked on the muscles of Robert’s ass did he have to force himself to lie still.\u00a0 The urge to whimper and beg and plead was incredibly strong.<\/p>\n As the heel of Jonathon’s hands worked at the large muscles of his ass, he thought of the man behind him, spreading his ass cheeks, probing him with his gigantic cock.\u00a0 Fingertips digging into his ass as he teased and toyed with him.\u00a0 Dream-Robert begged him to hurry.<\/p>\n The massage was over faster than he realized.\u00a0 Robert felt drugged and slow as Jonathon picked up his various lotions.<\/p>\n “Take your time getting dressed, sir.\u00a0 Just come on out when you’re done.\u00a0 No hurry at all,” Jonathon told him.<\/p>\n Robert nodded, not trusting himself to speak.\u00a0 He could feel his own pre-cum soaked into the sheet beneath him.\u00a0 Worse, he could smell it and his mouth watered.\u00a0 When the door closed and he was alone, Robert quickly sat up, stepping away from the table.<\/p>\n “What the hell is wrong with me?”\u00a0 He asked.\u00a0 His cock felt like it was going to burst and he very nearly masturbated right there in the massage room.\u00a0 Instead, he turned away and forced himself to get dressed.\u00a0 I’m not a fucking cross dresser.\u00a0 I don’t<\/strong> like men,<\/em> he reassured himself.\u00a0 I just… what the hell.\u00a0 What the hell, Robert?\u00a0 What’re you doing?\u00a0 You need to get out of here and get back to your apartment and get your head straight.<\/em><\/p>\n Pulling on his pants, his thumb brushed the head of his cock, coating it in pre-cum.\u00a0 Robert licked at his thumb before buttoning his pants.\u00a0 This nonsense will pass<\/em>, he told himself, completely unaware of what he’d just done.<\/p>\n Robert quickly made his way out, paying as he left.\u00a0 The sun was huge and fat and red on the horizon.\u00a0 Robert turned and stuffed his hands into his pocket, shoulders hunched protectively.\u00a0 Halfway to his apartment, his stopped, catching himself in the reflection of a storefront’s window.\u00a0 Something seemed different about his face but, he couldn’t place it.\u00a0 Like catching something at the very corner of his eyes, he noticed little things were off but that was all.\u00a0 And then he looked up at one of the mannequins in the store window.<\/p>\n The featureless mannequin in the store front wore a skimpy outfit.\u00a0 The panties were nearly as sheer as the top and both were black and red.\u00a0 The mannequin’s breasts were cupped in a bra that left the top half exposed.\u00a0 Robert traced the figure with his eyes.\u00a0 The breasts and hips and stomach.\u00a0 Everything so smooth and rounded in all the right places.\u00a0 Everything fit so well.\u00a0 It wasn’t fair<\/strong><\/em>, a part of him said.\u00a0 The other two mannequins were dressed in similar outfits.\u00a0 Robert twitched.\u00a0 I just… I’ll go in and look, that’s all,<\/em> he told himself.\u00a0 Just to look and touch.\u00a0 I bet their outfits are really soft.<\/em><\/p>\n Robert was inside the store before he realized he’d crossed the threshold.\u00a0 A young, smiling woman greeted him.<\/p>\n “Hi!\u00a0 Welcome to Donna’s on 6th,” she said.\u00a0 She was pretty in an unspoiled way.\u00a0 Young and petite with small breasts.\u00a0 He looked her completely up and down, noting – enviously – her figure and her outfit.\u00a0 “Can I help you find anything?”<\/p>\n “I’m just looking, thanks,” Robert said.\u00a0 Unreasonable anger flooded him but he forced himself to smile back.\u00a0 She looked good in her clothes.\u00a0 Natural.\u00a0 “For my girlfriend.”<\/p>\n The women frowned slightly and then nodded.\u00a0 “Oh, sure.\u00a0 Just look around and if you need help with anything, let me know!”<\/p>\n Fake bitch,<\/em> Robert thought.<\/p>\n Browsing slowly, avoiding any other women that walked along the store, Robert made his way to the lingerie section.\u00a0 He couldn’t stop touching everything.\u00a0 Feeling the contrasts in different materials.\u00a0 Stretching them.\u00a0 Picturing them on him.\u00a0 Glancing surreptitiously, Robert took a few of the larger panties.\u00a0 Different styles and different fabrics.\u00a0 On another rack, he found a pink top like the one in the front window.\u00a0 It joined the small pile on his arm.\u00a0 Closer to the dressing room he looked through shelves and racks until he found a black mini-skirt and pink cashmere top.<\/p>\n With another glance, Robert waited until the sales clerk’s attention was elsewhere.\u00a0 And, then, he stepped into a changing room and closed the door.\u00a0 Thankfully, the room was large and the door closed completely with no gaps underneath.\u00a0 Robert laid the items down to kick off his shoes and undo his pants.\u00a0 He moaned as he slid the panties down his legs.\u00a0 Unnoticed by him, some leg hair came away when the underwear rubbed against his leg, leaving smooth, clear spots of skin behind.<\/p>\n Robert dug through the things he picked out until he settled on one in particular.\u00a0 It was made of some clear fabric with white lace in an intricate pattern.\u00a0 It was shorter than the red pair he’d been wearing but also wider at the hips.\u00a0 The sides curved up to the waistband in order to show off the thighs.<\/p>\n Naked from the waist down, Robert watched carefully as he stepped into the panties.\u00a0 More leg hair came away and, as he worked his hips, bones shifted slightly in his lower back.\u00a0 Fatty tissue grew to cover the rock hard muscles of his ass and his butt bubbled out slightly as he worked the small panties up over them.\u00a0 He turned to watch as the bottom of the panties pulled tight between his ass cheeks, disappearing between his now slightly rounded ass.\u00a0\u00a0 Robert swiveled his hips left and right and then turned to face himself.<\/p>\n The short panties barely covered his cock.\u00a0 He reached down to touch the material, tracing his fingers along the threading.\u00a0 However, the pressure in his balls was finally too much.\u00a0 Robert leaned forward, pushing his ass back at an imaginary partner.\u00a0 One hand on the wall next to the mirror, he bit his lips and stroked himself.\u00a0 In his mind, Jonathon was in front of him and he had his hand on the man’s thick cock.\u00a0 The other man ran his fingers through Roberts hair as Robert pumped his manhood, kissing at the tip to-<\/p>\n Again, Robert’s orgasm surprised him.\u00a0 He cried out, voice cracking slightly.\u00a0 Covering his mouth, he moaned as his cock swelled over and over, covering the mirror in his cum.\u00a0 Robert’s legs shook from the force of the orgasm and he collapsed to his knees.\u00a0 Still his legs quivered uncontrollably until a final, weak spurt of cum dribbled to the ground.<\/p>\n The smell of his own cum was maddening.\u00a0 Robert stared at it, inches from his face now that he was on his knees.<\/p>\n On his knees like a good little woman.\u00a0 Where I should be<\/em>, a part of him said.\u00a0 Where I was in my mind with Jonathon.\u00a0 Looking up at him as he smiled down at me.\u00a0 Stroking him until he came in my mouth.\u00a0 Oh god.\u00a0 The cum. <\/em><\/p>\n Robert opened his eyes, staring at the mirror.\u00a0 His heart pounded in his chest and his heart raced.\u00a0 Slowly, he leaned forward.\u00a0 Lips parted and his tongue pressed forward until the tip touched a still-warm glob of his cum.\u00a0 Robert trembled, a piece of him screaming in rage while another piece, a new piece urged him on.<\/p>\n Rather than the quick lick that he’d planned, Robert pressed his tongue flat and lapped his own cum off of the mirror.\u00a0 The taste of it sparked explosions in his brain.\u00a0 He’d tried cocaine before and other drugs but absolutely nothing compared.\u00a0 Nothing at all.\u00a0 He couldn’t get enough.\u00a0 Again and again he licked at the door until every last bit of it was clean.<\/p>\n Robert’s hands went to his chest, massaging the pre-teen breasts under his shirt, tweaking his nipples as his hips rocked.\u00a0 More bones shifted beneath his skin and his hips widened slightly.\u00a0 Under his attention, his nipples and areola grew.\u00a0 His new pink nipples begged for his attention and he obliged, reaching under his shirt to pinch and pull at them.<\/p>\n Another orgasm tore through his body.\u00a0 Robert’s mouth opened at the shock of it.\u00a0 It was a kind of orgasm he’d never felt before – something deep within him that rippled through his body.\u00a0 Even now he felt the aftershocks of it and his hips jerked.\u00a0 Cum dribbled out of his half-hard cock.<\/p>\n Pushing himself up on shaky legs, Robert looked around the room.\u00a0 The carpet was stained with his cum and everything smelled like sex.\u00a0 Almost.\u00a0 Almost he got down on his knees to lick at the floor.\u00a0 He felt the pull.\u00a0 He felt the echo of that incredible taste and the things it did to him.\u00a0 Instead, he quickly changed into his clothes and grabbed the items he’d picked out.<\/p>\n Robert opened the door and cursed himself for not checking first. The clerk was only two racks away and she looked up as he stepped out.\u00a0 A look crossed her face before professionalism took over.\u00a0 However, she couldn’t help but throw in a dig.<\/p>\n “Did you find everything you were looking for, sir<\/strong>?”\u00a0 she asked.<\/p>\n Shame, anger, jealousy, embarrassment and other emotions rolled through Robert.\u00a0 You’re just a little flat chested bitch.\u00a0 Ugly cunt.\u00a0 I bet your boyfriend has to put a bag on your goddamned head to fuck you.\u00a0 And sucking cock with that mouth?\u00a0 I don’t fucking think so.\u00a0 You probably couldn’t even get the head past your lips.\u00a0 Useless little bitch.<\/em><\/p>\n “Yes.\u00a0 I’m ready to check out.”<\/p>\n —–<\/p>\n Karyn’s cellphone woke her at 6 pm.\u00a0 She’d stumbled home in the morning, pissed that her favorite pair of panties were gone.\u00a0 And, now, it took several minutes to realize that it was actually time to wake up.\u00a0 Work<\/em>, she remembered. Time for my shift at the hospital.<\/em><\/p>\n She stretched and yawned and sat up in her bed.\u00a0 Her t-shirt, stolen from an old boyfriend, hugged her body.\u00a0 She always gave herself barely time to do anything more than shower and get dressed and today was no different.\u00a0 Normally she hated waking up for work but she found herself oddly refreshed.\u00a0 She smiled at the fading sunlight and hummed as she made her way to the bathroom.<\/p>\n With a few awkward twirls and impromptu dance steps, Karyn giggled as she looked at herself in the mirror.<\/p>\n “Best me-cation ever!” she told her reflection.\u00a0 “I feel like, a million times better.\u00a0 Holy crap.”<\/p>\n Reaching for a roll of toilet paper, she pulled a couple squares of paper off and sniffed before blowing her nose.\u00a0 Tossing the toilet paper away, she grabbed her toothbrush.<\/p>\n “Seriously,” she said again.\u00a0 “I think this is, so far, the best day I’ve ever had.”<\/p>\n The toilet paper shifted slightly in the trash as blood and pink fleshy tissue weighed it down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Senator O’Neal stepped lightly into the hallway, her luggage bumping along behind her.\u00a0 Paul stood to the side of the door.\u00a0 His hands were loose against his sides and his eyes roamed ceaselessly along the hallway.\u00a0 The young woman looked Continue reading The Honeypot Ch. 03 [BE \/ Bimbofication \/ TG]<\/span>