Walking home alone from another night getting loaded, Bill came to the realization that he was lost. Muttering to himself and scanning for street names he recognized, that's when he saw her.
Bill began to walk towards her, stunned by her beauty. She had long blonde wavy hair that cascaded past her shoulders, and her breasts jutted out from underneath a low-cut tube top. Her legs were encased in zebra print tight leggings, and her feet were in shiny black high-heels. She was a total knockout and a perfect person to give him directions, and maybe a little more?
As Bill approached, he suddenly realized that there was something off about the girl walking towards him. He couldn't seem to put his finger on it until he was about 10 feet away, and then he saw a little bulge in the crotch of her leggings, sashaying from side to side as she walked. "She's a fucking tranny?!" Bill thought to himself.
Since he had clearly been approaching her, it was too late now to evade her, and she asked if he needed some help.
"Keep walking, you fucking freak," Bill growled at her.
"You're an asshole," She shouted as she stormed past him and continued on her way home.
Bill couldn't believe this shit. This must all be because of that new club that catered to "her" type of clientele, a blight on the bar scene if you asked him, even if those "girls" usually looked pretty hot. Once she was gone, he lit up a cigarette and took a swig from his flask and continued trying to determine where he was.
For some reason, he couldn't seem to get the girl out of his mind. Imagining her huge breasts and ass, he seemed to be more than a little turned on by it. That gave him an idea, if that girl was on her way out of the bar area, she must be coming from that tranny bar. If he just walked that direction, he'd soon know where he was.
So he began walking, and his fantasies about the girl became stranger as he went. He was soon imagining not her feminine curves, but her elastic bound bulge, swaying back and forth, getting closer and closer to him. He walked past another "girl" and found his eyes fixed on her crotch, lightly licking his lips unconsciously.
Before he knew it, he was standing directly in front of his destination looking around at all the trannys and shemales like a kid at a candy store.
Sat Dec 19 13:34:41 2015