Connor excitedly scanned the room numbers against the hotel roalll hand… 16. 17. 18…He could barely contain himself, things like this jrll’ happen to him. He had only been atthe hotel bara few minutos whanllli’ beautiful young women sauntered over and suggested that he buy them drinks. Just twenty minutes of casual conversation later and they were slipping him their room key and telling him to call a friend. While a little
reluctant to share, it did nothing to quell his enthusiasm. ”.23. 24. 25…
Finally! Room 27. He turned the lock and went inside. The two gorgeous girls were sprawled across a solitary bed sipping champagne. their short dresses riding up even higher to show a generous portion of leg and ass. The blonde
passed Connor a glass of the champagne and he sat down finishing the drink in one gulp. The brunette smiled sexily. almost hungrily, at him. He went to return the smile but he found himself unable to. he just couldn’t move his face muscles. Something was wrong. The champagne glass fell to the floor as he also lost control of his fingers. Within thirty seconds he couldn’t move at alL
We’ve given you a muscle relaxant! ‘ snarled the blonde coldly. ‘You think you can just walk into a bar and demand sex from us? We’ll show you who’s a sex object.’ With that she straddled his chest and pulled off his shirt as the
brunette ripped off his jeans and underwear. The blonde dismounted his naked form and pulled a sports bag from under the bed. She removed a lacy black thong with attachable stockings which she tossed to the brunette to dress him while she applied a matching bra and elbow length gloves. Connor felt extremely vulnerable and exposed just lying there helplessly in women ‘s lingerie. Next they sat him up and pulled a velvet dress over his head and into place before adjusting the corseted waist so that it was nice and snug. Pushing him back down, the blonde straddled him once again and applied thick makeup and attached a collar necklace. She then grabbed a blonde wig from the dresser. ‘Whoops almost forgot… ‘ She leant back and retrieved a tube of glue from the sports bag and applied it liberally to the inside of the wig which was then pulled tightly down over his head. Still unable to move,
Connor watched as the girls grabbed the clothes he had been wearing and stuffed them into the sportsbag before turning to leave.
You’ll think twice next time you want to take advantage of some young women.’ taunted the brunette. ‘By the way we’ll leave the key in the door for your friend. Have fun!
Martin sat fidgeting in the waiting room, struggling to contain his anxiety. This was it! If this job interview didn’t work out, his visa would expire in three days and he would be on his way back to Germany. Back to his life of no job, no friends and no girlfriend…it literally was all or nothing. The potential job at hand was an IT programming position for the non-committally named ‘TicTechToe’. It sounded like some kind of games company but, to be honest, Martin would take anything.
Finally, the office door opened and a short bullish blonde woman invited him inside. She spent the next hour and a half barking question after question at him, which were seemingly focussed more on his character and trus two rthiness than his impressive coding skills. Martin answered the best he could but was starting to many that he wasn’t getting much opportunity to sell his strengths.
Tranform yourself when you step into our perfectly Men’s Lace Corset, made especially with transwomen and crossdressers in mind.
Right! ‘ the woman woman punctuated crisply. ‘Because we are a company that
works closely with the military on top secret projects and because you are a
foreign national we have some added disclosure forms for you to sign before we
can offer you the job!.’
l’m h-h-hired?’ stammered Martin in disbelief.
Not until you sign here. here, here. and here,’ she replied curtly. ‘Basically. you
are being given a three year contract, but if at any time you are found to be
sharing info about your work here, you will be immediately charged with treason
by the US government. The project you are about to embark on is strictly top
secret! ‘ Martin gulped and carefully signed each of the papers. ‘Alright. let’s show
you what you’ll be working on, shall we?’ the woman proclaimed with an
uncharcteristic brightness. She then led him out of the office and down to a
basement level via an elevator. The doors opened into a large futuristic laboratory
and Martin was escorted to a state-of-the-art workstation. ‘What we do here is to
provide American Intelligence Agents with 100% foolproof aliases.’ she explained
punching some code into the computer. ‘We have developed a procedure that
allows us to temporarily manipulate a persons genetic code as simply as we could
all ercamputer code. We can literally change who people are! Here, mtch this!