Where better to find hot women than the default store for teens? I wander into the Gap, and immediately begin to look around.
So darn many choices, I think, looking over the skirts and halter tops and unmentionables. Finally, I see it--a little wisp of a sundress, bright and floral and perfect for getting the whole sense of a woman. Quickly, I walk over and morph into its exact duplicate, size four.
I hang there for an hour or so before a pretty young brunette, about 16 or so, lifts me off the rack. "Now this is what I'm looking for," she says. "You're going to drive people wild!" I certainly hope so, as I feel her hands slide along my silky person. She carries me into the dressing room, and I'm treated to a great view, as she strips down to her panties and bra.
Nothing could prepare me for her slipping me on, though. It's like sex, only better--I can feel her from all sides, brushing against me from the inside. As she turns to the mirror, I have to admit we are going to drive people wild; she's got an amazing body, and I--well, I show it off well.
It's a disappointment when she pulls me off and takes me up to the counter. Still, it's fun to be handled by the clerk--a young, petite blonde--before being cast into a bag.
For a few hours, I sway back and forth, before we finally settle into a car, and finally, finally, head for home. She takes me out and hangs me up, and says....