Spare Parts: Chapter Two!

Polly catches a pretty shoplifter in her computer shop. She teaches the young woman a lesson that takes nine months to fully understand!

Spare Parts

Chapter Two

By Honey Moon

My life sure has changed over the past few weeks. My name

is Polly Perkins, and I grew a dick. Jeez, that sounds like I belong

to some kind of twelve step program or something! Oh well. These

files are meant for no eyes but mine, so screw it if it sounds funny!

I grew a dick, but I’m still mostly girl. Nerd-girl by nature. If the

guys who drool over my 44DDs knew what I was packing down

below, they’d run screaming! It’s just as well. My orientation has

completely flipped. Once I grew a dick, I became only interested in

using it on other women!

Like I said, some changes are a bit on the stressful side, but

others are quite convenient. Taking a piss has actually become sort

of fun. Open the fly or flip up the skirt and haul out the hose, then

its fire away! It’s a shame I can’t risk it when out and about. I

don’t want anyone noticing I’m standing while taking a pee-pee

while in a public ladies room!

Like I said, some changes are really troublesome. Take

erections. I pop a boner at the drop of a hat, quite literally one

time. A customer once dropped her hat, and bent at the waist to

pick it up. Good God, what a fine ass! I got a nice peek at her

pretty pink thong, too! Dammit, I’m getting hard just thinking

about it! Anyway, I spend a good part of every day being horny!

My fiancée, Mandy Chin knows this, and shares some of my

frustrations. Her feelings tend to run in a slightly different

direction, though. “Polly, not now!” she gasped as I cupped a hand

over her sexy little rear end. “Somebody is bound to see!”

“I don’t care.” I said truthfully. “This is my shop. If anyone

objects to you being my lover, they can just take there business

elsewhere!”

“That’s not what I mean!” she whispered as she tried to keep

me from reaching under her skirt to tug down her panties. “I don’t

want anyone to see you fucking me!”

I abruptly let her out of my grasp. “Let me see if I understand

you. You’re ashamed of my body, and don’t want people to know

we make love?”

Her lovely almond eyes opened wide. “No, wait! That’s not

what I meant! I’m not ashamed of you at all!”

I sighed. “It sure seems like it sometimes! What about your

vow to get your mother to let me fuck her? Did you think I forgot

that? Now you don’t even want to make love to me yourself. I’m

beginning to think we should call off the wedding.”

“Please don’t even talk like that!” My Raven haired beauty

threw herself into my arms. She looked around the shop, and

spotted a young woman looking over a reconditioned laptop.

Mandy blushed fiercely “I love you, Polly!” she called

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