Jeff begins to cry uncontrollably.
Stop that Michelle says.
But I don't want to be a girl.
Well your form says otherwise. Jeff tries to get control of himself but he is too emotional.
First you need a new name. Jeff is just not a good name for you. How about Jenna?
I don't know, Jeff says between sobs. I guess.
Michelle had a little surprise for Jenna. They were heading out to a bar and Michelle knew the owner.
As they went through the door they were met by a big black bouncer. ID's
They are with me, Carl the owner said. Taking the girls by the hand and leading them to a back room.
So how are you two doing?
Just wonderful Michelle said. Jenna just started to sob.
Michelle tells me you have some woman issues and are needing a little attention.
No I am fine.
He invaded her space, drawing closer and closer to her big chest. A rough hand grasped one and Jenna backed up
ultimately backing herself up to a wall and no where to go.
Come on little girl. You know you want it.
The female part of Jeff was protesting but the male part was as horny as any boy was thinking about sex 24/7.
But he wasn't gay and didn't want to have sex with a man.
His hand went down her side and up her skirt and between the strap on her panties. He began to play with her
crotch and soon her eyes were rolling back in her head. The big man hoisted her up onto a table and he removed
her panties keeping up the stimulation at her crotch. Jenna was dripping as he dropped his pants and slipped
easily inside of her. He took his time filling her up but within a few minutes Jenna could feel the warm fluid
seeping into her.
Now that was a good start. He slipped off the rest of her clothes and in walked a big policeman. He looked as
though he had visited too many donut shops and was probably on desk duty but he dropped his pants and took
advantage of Jenna too. Jenna felt his belly rest on her abdomen as he found his cock and fed it into her.
She's a good one he said to Carl. Another big black man came to the door of the backroom and stood there like
the bouncer at the front door. Jenna watched as man after man came in handing the bouncer a wad of cash each
time and taking their turn with her. She didn't mind the assault, she even enjoyed it, at least in part. But
this still felt wrong to her at the same time.
By the time the evening was over Jenna had serviced many many men including the cop and the owner several
times making them several thousand dollars. Jenna just laid on the table legs spread, juice leaking out of her
twat and lips. The cop came in and got her dressed and had the bouncer put her in his car.
When he got her back to his place he had a cell built just for her. There were several other cells with women
in them too. Three looked pregnant. One looked like she had been used so much that she was about worn out. And
there were 5 that looked similar to Jenna.
You may have wondered what this is. This is my stock. I earn quite a good living off of these bitches and
Michelle did me a great favor by making me this bad cop. Before she made the wish for me I was a scrawny
little guy. I could do without this. He rubbed his hand over his mammoth gut, but I guess it comes with the
territory.
But I don't want to be here.
Maybe not but you are enjoying the body aren't you. And how could you not enjoy those titties. They are the
biggest I have seen.
Jenna did like his new titties. Rubbing them as he commented on them
get some sleep you got some work to do tonight I have a black bar I haven't been to in awhile and those boys
rip girls up.