Kevin took a deep breath feeling his breasts rise up. "Ok kevin you can do this, it's just sex" you said to your self, "you've had sex lots of times" you move over to a mirror and look at your new body "but never as a girl!" You couldn't belive you were actually doing this, you couldn't belive a place like this existed. You were in a bodysuits.com showroom, all that was meant to happen is people wear the suits (suitors), prospective buyers (clients) enter the private room for a few moments have a feel for how really the suits feel and then leave.
"Why did tonights suit have too be a pornstar?" You had not been allowed to pick the suit, you would have got this a boy's suit but all the suits are randomly picked and given to the suitor, the clients then see what suits are in each room and pick. You run a hand through your fake blond hair, who would buy a suit with this silly coloured hair, at least your breasts weren't to big some of the suit need reinforced backs to carry the weight. The makeup wasn't to bad either, his friend had helped him put it on it made him look like a slut but the suit was called the medium white milf slut 6.2, so the make up seemed fitting.
You knew it doesn't work like that the suitors are only payed in commission, so if the client doesn't buy a suit the suitor doesn't get anything. The clients know this so they use the suitors like sex dolls, grabbing parts of them talking about them like their a piece of meat then having sex with them. The clients then go and buy the suit they had already picked out from the website before they came to the showroom. You knew the clients would use you but you needed the money badly, your parents had recently spit up and were using all their money to fight legal battles with each other. One of your collage friends worked here and said it wasn't to bad the commissions are good and after eight weeks of working there you got a free suit of your choice.
"Maybe I should have taken the mind number I would have behaved like this pornstar" but you didn't you didn't like the thought of loseing yourself and being someone else. You open one of the draws, inside are all sorts of sex toys some your not even sure what they are, in the wardrobe alot of different outfits and a few suits with the word test printed on the forehead the clients can try on. "Think of the money Kevin, all that money, you can finally eat something other than tins of soup." You hear a lot of drunken laughter outside the door. "Oh great a group on my first time". You slip a hand in to your pants "yep still wet" they had given you a pill so you pussy stayed wet. You feel sick, you look over at the bathroom is there still time to go to the toilet you've already been five times in the last half an hour, the drunken laughter gets nearer. "Ok they may not want sex if they in a group just a quick feel and then they'll go". You wouldn't get a commission but at least you wouldn't get fu.... The door handle turns.
"I can do this, this isn't your body" your female voice still surprises you when you speak. You remember what your friend said before leaving you to go in to another showroom, "smile and always do as they say." the door bursts open and you recognise the drunk party. You had forgot one of your cousins was getting married next week and the hen and stag parties were going on tonight. Is it the hen or the stag party that is at the showroom?
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