A small black (Pygmy) girl came over and said; can I help you? My name’s Tortita Negra, which means Little Black Pastry but you can call me Patsy. We have a large choice of sun creams. Or you can use the Spray Booths.
There are selections of free offers just for today.
Are you on your own here? Asked Trixie.
Yes, I have no staff at present, unless you are interested.
She laughingly thought I wonder if I should give one of you two a staff instead of a cunnie. She went to the door and locked it and put the ‘Closed’ sign up.
They asked about their blonde hair, Susie’s was shoulder length, and Trixie’s was curly and cut much shorter. Patsy said: it won’t matter; it will wash out.
She thought to herself; it will all depend on what I dial up for you both.
So the girls went into the cubicle next to the spray booth, stripped off all their clothes and placed them into a locker, not knowing that when the door closed the bottom would open and everything drop into a shredder.
She told them to keep their eyes closed from the spray, then guided them into the large booth, which had a pole with crosspieces, telling Susie and Trixie to pretend they were pole dancers, and to climb up, down and around the crosspieces; after all you do want to be completely covered, including the soles of your feet.
She closed the booth and went to the control panel. Turned on some pole dancing music to distract them from the changes that are about to happen to them both. Looked over at them, thinking do I make you monkeys, as you’re so good at climbing around? She changed her mind as she’d been on her own for such a long time and longed for some company and dialed:
Size: 4 feet. Which was her height.
Animal Type: Pygmy human.
Skin color: Dark Brown.
Flavor: Chocolate.
Intelligence Level: Low. Docile. Obedient.
Pheromone Level: High.
Sex: One lactating female.
Sex: One horny male.
When I’ve played with them for a while, perhaps I can turn them into something that I can sell to the Pet shop.
She pressed the start button, set the finish bell, and made sure everything was running smoothly and went through to the back room to set up cages and bedding for them. Food? Must prepare some dopey food for them just in case two are a bit too lively for me to handle at once.
Thinking of the shaft on one of them is making me feel a bit randy. Perhaps I’ll just watch them getting each other off first. She laughed, if it gets a bit much, I can always join in. I wonder if I will I have to teach them how to perform with each other or how to eat me out?
As the booth bell sounded she heard cries and moaning coming from it. She ran back and was amazed to see the female; who she recognized was Susie ‘cos of her long hair; bending over backwards against the lower cross pieces and being well reamed by Trixie, who was now male, Tricky. They were both definitely enjoying themselves, and of course, each other.
Patsy stood outside the booth watching them and thinking, I’ve been too long without, as she realised that she was standing with legs crossed and with one hand trapped down there between her thighs, rubbing it slowly back and forth. I’m quite wet, just how long have I stood here?
I wonder if I dare go in there while they’re rutting.
She slid the door open and took a step inside; the scent of hot sex hit her. The door automatically slid shut behind her. The extractor had not operated and the pheromones were hanging heavy in the air. Without realizing it she breathed them in, her second and subsequent breaths were deeper as her subconscious mind took over. Seeing the two shagging away made her lose control, she just wanted, no needed to join them.