12 Crazy Nights- Shin-Dig Sub-In [Katya Sun]
“Bruh,” Darrell grunted as he pulled his sweatpants even higher, accentuating his already-obvious cameltoe, “Your girl pussy itches.”
Flabbergasted, Warren could barely sputter out a few flustered noises before composing himself, slowly asking (and trying not to stare,) “Why are you dressed like that? We need to be out of here in 20, now go find something more appropriate.”
With a dismissive “eh,” Darrell put his hands up and away from his offending new sex, spinning himself around to walk back into Warren’s bedroom.
Darrell wasn’t the kind of guy to take anything too seriously, but he was the only guy Warren was willing to trust with the trials laid out before him. Warren’s girlfriend Deb was great- maybe even the one- but she wasn’t the best when it came to social events. It wasn’t like she was shy or anything, but she had a real gift for saying the exact wrong thing at the exact wrong time. Normally, Warren wouldn’t be so insecure as to hide away the woman he loved, but the office party he was planning to attend needed to go perfectly for him. See, he was in the running for a promotion, a serious step-up, and the last thing he needed was for Deb to make one of her off-color remarks. That’s where Darrell came in. Darrell was a goof, but he had charm coming out the ass. Over the years, Warren had watched his best bud talk his way out of anything, so it would be a sure thing to sweet-talk the highers-up… especially if Darrell looked like a hot piece of ass. Thanks to the Medallion of Zulo Warren found at an estate sale, that could be a real possibility.
Warren had assumed the hardest part would be convincing Darrell to go along with his plan, but the guy accepted his assignment without a second thought, surprisingly. It was a little freaky, watching his friend slowly morph into the woman of his dreams- shrinking into a petite frame, hair lengthening and lightening to blonde, growing two small, yet undeniably present, boobs on his slender chest- but again, it was nothing compared to Warren’s actual issue: Darrell came out too sexy! Darrell’s masculine mannerisms came out FAR too cute being translated through his girly body, and not being used to covering his lady bits up meant he had been flashing Warren REPEATEDLY over the course of trying on Deb’s outfit to find something presentable for the party. Warren knew he had recruited Darrell for his sliver tongue, but now Warren was terrified by the fact that, if given the word- any word!- he’d jump his friend’s bones like it was his job...
Flabbergasted, Warren could barely sputter out a few flustered noises before composing himself, slowly asking (and trying not to stare,) “Why are you dressed like that? We need to be out of here in 20, now go find something more appropriate.”
With a dismissive “eh,” Darrell put his hands up and away from his offending new sex, spinning himself around to walk back into Warren’s bedroom.
Darrell wasn’t the kind of guy to take anything too seriously, but he was the only guy Warren was willing to trust with the trials laid out before him. Warren’s girlfriend Deb was great- maybe even the one- but she wasn’t the best when it came to social events. It wasn’t like she was shy or anything, but she had a real gift for saying the exact wrong thing at the exact wrong time. Normally, Warren wouldn’t be so insecure as to hide away the woman he loved, but the office party he was planning to attend needed to go perfectly for him. See, he was in the running for a promotion, a serious step-up, and the last thing he needed was for Deb to make one of her off-color remarks. That’s where Darrell came in. Darrell was a goof, but he had charm coming out the ass. Over the years, Warren had watched his best bud talk his way out of anything, so it would be a sure thing to sweet-talk the highers-up… especially if Darrell looked like a hot piece of ass. Thanks to the Medallion of Zulo Warren found at an estate sale, that could be a real possibility.
Warren had assumed the hardest part would be convincing Darrell to go along with his plan, but the guy accepted his assignment without a second thought, surprisingly. It was a little freaky, watching his friend slowly morph into the woman of his dreams- shrinking into a petite frame, hair lengthening and lightening to blonde, growing two small, yet undeniably present, boobs on his slender chest- but again, it was nothing compared to Warren’s actual issue: Darrell came out too sexy! Darrell’s masculine mannerisms came out FAR too cute being translated through his girly body, and not being used to covering his lady bits up meant he had been flashing Warren REPEATEDLY over the course of trying on Deb’s outfit to find something presentable for the party. Warren knew he had recruited Darrell for his sliver tongue, but now Warren was terrified by the fact that, if given the word- any word!- he’d jump his friend’s bones like it was his job...