“You said the pussy aisle was over there- oh, I was looking right at it the whole time! Sorry!” a feminine voice was heard outside the dressing room door.
Krystal perked up and said,”Lex? Is that Lex?”
“Sure sounded like her.” Bree said only half paying attention as she gently fondled her new cock, being careful not to overstimulate it and waste her cherry load like Krystal had done.
Krystal scurried to the door and opened it just enough to look out into a tall, slitted view of the shop. Standing with her back to her was a tall feminine figure wearing a black tank top and hip hugging blue jeans over a pair of sandals. She had short black hair and a distinct tattoo inked in blue at the base of her neck that confirmed it.
Closing the door again Krystal turned and exclaimed,”Its Lexi! She must be here to get a pussy!”
“Isn’t she da one who got your pussy?” Bree teased her, remembering stories Krystal had told her.
“Hey I told you those in confidence!” Krystal said.
“I didn’t say no more about it, girl!” Bree said raising her hands for a moment.
“Who is this?” Tori asked Krystal.
“My ex! My…. first.” Krystal said,”Lexi is trans and I guess she’s here to finally pull the trigger and get a pussy?”
“Why don’t you go and say hi?” Tori asked naively.
“She and I didn’t end on the best terms…..” Krystal said looking quite vulnerable.
“Oh….. well we can just stay in here until she finds what she’s looking for and then sneak out.” Tori said.
“Or you can go out ‘dere and slap that new wang on her fo’head.” Bree joked which made Krystal frown at her.
“Or,” Tori said,”I guess you can wait until she switches? Turn the tables on her?”
“Interesting.”
“OR, and I can’t buhlieve I’m sayin’ dis, but maybe peel off Tori’s cherry pussy and offer it to her? THEN turn the tables on her.” Bree said with a wicked grin.
Krystal raised her eyebrows and thought.