“What about these?” Mia said, bending down to get to the back of the lowest shelf and revealing her shapely form in a way that made both you and the teenage clerk double take at the curves on display. Looks like he wasn’t so numb after all!
From the depths, Mia pulled out a dozen or so plastic bags. Running her hand over one in particular, the obscured plastic revealed a ballsack - hairless, smooth and not too pronounced but still working judging by the shifting of the testicle in response to the touch after so long in the dark.
“Oh yeah, those are probably the surplus from the Northern branch” the teen replied, recovering composure from his mental snapshot of the MILFs buxom bounty. “We get extra from the other stores since we opened up new, in the hopes they might get picked up. These ones probably have something that makes people ignore them. Should be labels somewhere”
You watched transfixed as Mia preciously palmed her valuable cargo, sorting through her armful of packages so carefully. You couldn’t quite see in the bags but the way Mia’s eyes flowed with each line read filled you with lust that overpowered the sense of dread at being essentially her human guinea pig.
“Say …” Mia turned to the teen.
“Fred.” He gulped. “I’m Fred.”
“Well, Freddy. Would you mind if I took all of these?”
The teens eyes widened as his cursory knowledge of policy was met with the presence of Mia, hands on hips and expectantly eyeing him up.
“Well … they aren’t exactly in demand anymore so … for you … sure?” Fred replies, smooth as a teen could be.
Mia sauntered in reward. “Oh you’ve made me a very happy girl, Fred. Have you got a room around here we can use?”
“Uh … yeah! Just past the shelves there.”
“Great! We’ll be in there then. Thanks so much.” Mia smiles, another victory in her wake as she motioned you to obediently follow.
“If we take too long, make sure to come and check up on us won’t you Fred?” Mia winked before ushering you inside with her.
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The room was small simple enough. A bed, a bench, a mirror. Nice and clean.
“Alright then mister, sit down and spread em!”
Mia was clearly enjoying this, but even more so that her trip had been so fruitful. In her arms she carried an overflowing bundle of plastic sealed bags filled with an assortment of ballsacks of all shapes and sizes with their notes printed in professional type. It was hard to tell what was the odd deal with each one, but Mia seemed not worried. They all had what she needed - natural testosterone, perfect for growing her body. She just needed a vessel to process it for consumption.
You sat on the bed edge, legs spread and underwear still on covering your modesty though it offered no protection from your would-be partner’s erotic imagination as the possibilities tumbled in her mind and her eyes explored the potential in her arms.
“Before we begin, it says on these packages that the contents could affect attraction, gender and maybe how you feel about … others things”
She approached slowly and softly to sit next to you on the bed.
“Will you still be ok to help me get what I need from you? We can stop anytime you feel uncomfortable, and I will even help remove it all afterwards.”
Your cock responded before your words did.
She leant in and gave you a quick warm peck on the cheek that sent your heart fluttering.
“You are so sweet. Thank you. I’ll make it up to you somehow!”
She reached toward the pile of bags she placed on the bed, pulling one out from the top.
“Let’s start with …”