1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the zoo. The late September air was still tinged with the warmth of summer, so it was pleasant to wander amid the trees and grass of Central Park making my way to the zoo. It was also pleasant to feel the eyes of some of the men that I passed upon me. I had tried not to dress too sexy today because of my visit to the doctor, but I still drew my share of looks and turned heads. I wondered what those men would say if they knew that I had a penis tucked demurely away between my legs under my skirt, but I also remembered that, with the help of Dr. Benjamin, I would soon rectify that situation. I imagined that I could already feel the hormone shot his nurse had given me working on changing my body, but that would take a lot longer to do its job than the few minutes that had passed since I had it. The zoo was its usual hub of activity when I arrived. I paused in front of a number of cages to peer in at the inhabitants. I love a****ls, and I could not help thinking that I shared something with the ones here in the zoo. They too were trapped in their cages much the same way that I was trapped in this body. They could not change their status, but I had now made a start at changing mine. That last thought made me feel very goo inside. I decided to buy a hot dog for lunch from one of the vendors, but as I was fumbling in my purse for the money to pay him, I dropped my wallet and some other things on the ground. I started to bend down to pick then up, and found myself face to face with ...
    a policeman who was holding out my wallet in his hand. &#034I believe this is yours, Miss?&#034 he said in a deep voice. I took the wallet from him saying, &#034Uhh... Thank you, officer,&#034 as he bent down to retrieve my compact and other things. &#034You have to be careful with your wallet here. Thieves would consider a pretty girl like you an easy mark,&#034 he said as he put my things in my hand. My fingers brushed his as I took my compact from him. They were as strong as the rest of him also appeared to be. He was in his mid-twenties, about six feet four inches tall, and had broad muscular shoulders from which his body tapered down through a taunt mid-section to a slim waist. His bushy red hair topped a broad, handsome, Irish face that was a pleasure to look up into. My little penis twitched a bit as I just stood and stared. &#034Yes,&#034 I said gaining a grip on the situation, &#034but that's why we citizens have the strong arm of the law around to protect us.&#034 I was flirting with him, and he picked right up on it. &#034Well, you know we have to file a report on all incidents, so I'll have to ask you a few questions,&#034 he said taking out his pad and pen. &#034Name?&#034 I smiled sweetly, and decided to play along. &#034Bobbi,&#034 I replied. &#034That's a pretty name,&#034 he said. &#034Mine's Brian. Telephone number?&#034 I thought about holding back somehow on this, but the gaze of his deep green eyes was hypnotic. I had given him my telephone number almost ...