THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: DEVASTATING AND
DOMINATING
By Brett Lynn
Tracy drove the black SUV with her friend Miss K in
the passenger side, both of them struggling not to be
bored to sleep with the monotonous countryside I-64,
the scenery broken up only by the occasional road sign
or truck stop. The Madonna CD thumping in the stereo
helped matters though, the thundering bass strong
enough to vibrate both of them a bit. The two decided
to wear matching outfits, with white baby tees, short
skirts socks and sneakers, with Miss K wearing a white
thong to better preserve her big secret. They even
had matching blueberry colored lipstick on their
thick, soft lips. Miss K was about to doze off, her
nips hard from the cool breeze that slipped through
the window when she hear the following:
Girls can wear jeans and cut their hair short
wear shirts and boots
so it's okay to be a boy
but for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
because you think that being a girl is degrading
but secretly
you'd love to know what it's like, wouldn't you?
What it feels like for a girl
"Yo, Trace! Turn the volume down!" Miss K said as she
sat up in her seat.
Tracy turned down the volume quickly, then looked
annoyed at her friend. "What?! What's up?"
"Did you hear what that intro just said?" Miss K said
as the techno music murmured in the background.
"Yeah, kinda," Tracy said as her eyes drifted out of
focus a bit on the interstate. "After all, you are
finding out about what it's like to be a big girl,"
she continued before reaching over to rub Miss K's
nipple through her shirt.
"Nah, man," Miss K said, slapping away Tracy's hand.
"I'm being serious here."
"What's your point?"
"Think about it for a sec. If you completely butched
out right now, with the baggy jeans, short hair,
baseball cap, the whole nine, and I sent you back home
to the Boogie Down, not too many people would back an
eyelash. Now look at me. While I don't advertise the
fact that I have a dick between my legs and completely
'straight' because of that fact, I can't go back home
to my boys that I grew up looking like this. They'd
go ape-shit nuts. Heck, people think that most people
like me are these weak little things who want nothing
more than a dick in their mouth, a dick in their ass
and to be treated like a two-dollar whore. I might
look like some super-feminine anime babe, but I will
be respected, and if you don't do that, I WILL kick
your ass!"
Tracy glanced over at Miss K, shocked at both what she
said and how right she was. "Wow. That's deep. I'm
impressed."
Miss K continued by saying, "I'll kick anyone's ass,
especially with these lovely tits I paid for," pawing
at her huge boobs in the process. She then lifted her
shirt up over her breasts, rolled the nipples between
her thumb and forefinger and lifted each one to her
mouth to be licked, eliciting a slight purr from her.
"That feels nice. Heck, maybe I give some punk ass a
flash after I beat him up. Fuck with his head a bit,
you know?" she finished with a chuckle.
"You crazy," Tracy said with a giggle. Settling back
down on the seat, Tracy paid attention to driving.
"So what's the next thing on the agenda?"
"Well, I'm feeling in a femmy mood today. Feel like
hitting up some lingerie shop and trying on some
frillies?"
"That works for me. But where are we going to go
exactly?"
"I dunno, but no place in a mall like a Victoria's
Secret or Frederick's of Hollywood. I want something
a bit more of a mom-and-pop thing. Besides, you can't
have so much fun in the mall without getting the cops
involved," Miss K said with a knowing wink.
"OK. Now to find a place."
"Pull over, Trace. I'll fire up the lap-top and cell
phone modem, OK?"
***
In short time, Miss K found out about a small little
lingerie store about a half-hour down I-64, in the
closest town of any kind of size. With the N.E.R.D.
CD blasting in the stereo system, Tracy pulled the SUV
up in front of the small lingerie shop on the main
drag in town. Just as she looked over in Miss K's
general direction, Miss K made eye contact with her,
grinning as if she had something up her sleeve.
Miss K placed her right hand on Tracy's right knee,
then slid her hand gently back and forth up her thigh
as she began to sing slightly off-key the end of the
chorus from the last song that played from the stereo.
"Do I really even love you? Or do I really love
your...brain!" she sang, punctuating that last line by
sliding her hand all the way up Miss K's thigh into
her pussy and stabbing two twisting fingers inside her
while her thumb rubbed her clit.
Tracy started to say, "I don't think that's my..."
before getting cut off by Miss K's advancing mouth,
her tongue being sucked into her friend's mouth as she
tongue kissed her. In a flash, she felt her nipple
get soaked and sucked through her shirt into Miss K's
mouth, her friend's tongue running along the areola as
she felt the fingers on her cunt work feverish to get
her to an orgasm. Tracy felt Miss K hum on her nipple
as she pumped her faster, speeding her towards an
orgasm just before Miss K pulled away and sat back
down in her seat, leaving her a bit dizzy.
"What was that about?" Tracy panted out as she felt
her body cool down, her wetness cooling on her thighs.
"Oh, just me having some fun, trying to get both of us
nipped out, you know?"
"Fucking slut!" said Tracy in a half-serious tone
"You wish!" Miss K giggled back as she unbuckled her
seat belt and stepped out the car. After getting some
money from the back, she let Tracy out, and held her
hand, helping Tracy walk into the store on uncertain
feet. When they walked into the store, they saw a
small, well-kept store full of all kind of lingerie.
The lingerie ranged from sensible support bras to some
delicious kinky teddies and camisoles, likely for the
ladies who want to give something a little extra
special for their man.
"Hi, ladies! Can I help you?"
Miss K and Tracy looked down and saw a large built, if
well-proportioned, middle-aged Midwestern woman with a
pleasant dressed in a rose-colored dress suit and a
pair of sensible shoes. Her hair was flecked with
gray and styled in a bouffant, while her suit revealed
just enough of her bountiful cleavage to draw
attention.
"Hi! My name is Ella Mae, and welcome to Ella Mae's
Lingerie Shop! May I help you ladies?"
"Sure," Miss K said, reaching for her purse. "Me and
my friend here would like to shop here, but we'd like
a bit of privacy, you know?"
"Sure, I understand how that is when you're trying to
buy certain things. Don't want everybody to know, you
know?" Ella Mae replied with some understanding.
Miss K then reached into her pulse and pulled out a
large wad of money. "Here's $5,000. Take a thousand
for yourself and deduct the rest of our purchases from
that, OK? Just close up while we shop."
"Well," Ella Mae said as she took the money and stuck
it in her suit pocket, revealing her lacy, beige bra.
"I can close the shop up for you, so you can shop in
privacy."
"Thanks," Miss K said as Ella Mae went to close the
curtains in the front of her shop. She locked up the
front door, then flipped the open sign to close before
turning back to her customers. "So, ladies, shall we
begin?"
"Sure," Miss K said, pulling her t-shirt off and over
her head and revealing her huge breasts. Tracy,
taking the hint, pulled her shirt off too, revealing
her nice pair.
"Well, I see you two are ready to shop!" Ella Mae said
with a smile. "Let's start with bras. You're a 34C,"
Ella Mae said pointing to Tracy, "and you're a 42DDD."
"Good guess. I'm impressed," Tracy said with a smile.
"Wait a sec," Miss K said. "I'm a 40DDD, not a 42?!"
"Trust me sugar. I'm a 38DD, and your chest looks
much bigger than mine. Don't worry though. We carry
stuff in sizes for big girls like you. Now, let's
shop, ladies!"
Ella Mae went to a rack of bras, picked up a handful
and handed them to Tracy. "Let's start with you. Why
don't you try some of these bras on and see how they
flatter you, hun?" she said as she gently placed the
hangers in Tracy's hands.
"Alright, just show me where the dressing room is,"
Tracy beamed up at Ella Mae with a bright smile.
"It's straight back, behind that curtain there," Ella
Mae, gesturing behind the girls. "Now let's see you
work it!".
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