Spare Parts: Chapter Two!
Story by cuteycindyhoney
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 Iâm still mostly girl. Nerd-girl by nature. If the
guys who drool over my 44DDs knew what I was packing down
below, theyâd run screaming! Itâs 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! Itâs a shame I canât risk it when out and about. I
donât want anyone noticing Iâm 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, Iâm 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. âPolly, not now!â she gasped as I cupped a hand
over her sexy little rear end. âSomebody is bound to see!â
âI donât care.â I said truthfully. âThis is my shop. If anyone
objects to you being my lover, they can just take there business
elsewhere!â
âThatâs not what I mean!â she whispered as she tried to keep
me from reaching under her skirt to tug down her panties. âI donât
want anyone to see you fucking me!â
I abruptly let her out of my grasp. âLet me see if I understand
you. Youâre ashamed of my body, and donât want people to know
we make love?â
Her lovely almond eyes opened wide. âNo, wait! Thatâs not
what I meant! Iâm not ashamed of you at all!â
I sighed. âIt 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 donât even want to make love to me yourself. Iâm
beginning to think we should call off the wedding.â
âPlease donât even talk like that!â 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 âI love you, Polly!â she called
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