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David sat in my passenger seat, dressed in white pantyhose, a pink dress over a very large, stuffed pushup bra, and a blonde wig. I reached over and grabbed his chin, saying, “Purse your lips so I can put more lipstick on you.” He was visibly shaking but did as I asked.
“Mistress, I don’t think I can do this.” His eyes tried to look toward the house we were parked in front of. I told him an old friend of ours wanted to fuck my sissy, and he was so turned on by the idea of getting cock that he didn’t stop to think I may have meant one of his VERY good friends.
That’s Not You Anymore
“Bob knows everyone we went to high school with; what if he tells them about,” He waved his hand over his cross-dressed body and cringed. “This.”
My eyes rolled at his concern. I patted his cheek roughly. Enough to make a red blush bloom over his face. “Bob knows David, sure. But that’s not you anymore. Your name is Danielle, and you’re a cock hungry slut who is gonna prance into that house and fuck my friend Bob like a good slut, or I’ll just post the picture I have of you on our school’s social media page.”
David groaned, and I could see the tent in his dress wobble with anxious arousal.
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