This choice: Toni gets her clothes and heads to a club • Go Back...Chapter #5And The Bass Isn't The Only Thing Thumpin' by: TheNewJaxson   It was definitely a rough night for Toni. She had stepped out for a night of whoring in a knee length black pencil skirt, a leopard print ¾ sleeve shirt, and black open toed pumps with a small 2 inch platform and 5-inch heel. She thought the push up bra coupled with her E cup tits would put out a vibe she was on the prowl for some dick, and if not her big bouncy fat ass should definitely act as a billboard for it. Not that she really wanted to have sex, but living the life of a short chubby chick for almost a week was enough to make her want to take one for the team. Toni wasn’t going to struggle with the decision, when she could get back to slaying pussy as her strikingly handsome male self. “But of course there’s one thing holding this plan back,” he grumbled as she blew some stray blond hairs from in front of his beautiful face.
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“And there it is,” she smiled apologetically to the girls behind her as she cozied up to the bar. “Sorry, I have a condition.” The two girls simply rolled their eyes and walked away, their heels clicking on the dance floor. “Good talking to you, you dumb bitches,” Toni muttered under her breath.
“So what will it be?” the bartender asked Toni, and she froze for a second, trying to remember what girls who want to signal they put out actually drink.
“Uh, I’ll have a cranberry and vodka, uh, sweetie?” Toni smiled. The bartender smiled back, and just as Toni thought she should take a run at the bartender, a huge blow to her confidence occurred.
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“Yeah…I’ll be right back with your drink,” the bartender smirked, and Toni was positive that she saw him laugh as he walked away.
“Tool.” Toni waited for her drink and when it came gulped half of it down right away. “Liquid courage.” Toni began surveying the club for her needs, slowly scanning it form one side to the other, and barely noticing her butt bombs ass he laid them. That is until one guy was rude enough to cough at her. “Go fuck yourself, move if you don’t like the smell.” She turned from him and almost immediately found what she had been waiting for.
He was a younger guy, early twenties at the most, and not unattractive, but nothing special either. He was by himself in the corner by the exit, and his discomfort was plain to see. He wanted to talk to the girls, but the confidence just wasn’t there. It was much the same way Toni used to look for girls when she was a man, “And hopefully that’ll be the case again tomorrow morning.” Toni began to sexily saunter over to her prey, “He’ll be so happy to get a girl he won’t even care about my little…”
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“Problem.” Toni approached him and took his hand in her own and placed it on her tit. “Hi, I’m Toni, and I…!”
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“…Fart a lot. Is that going to be a problem?”
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