Becoming missy - Chapter 15

The bouncer looked at me and like, snorted as if he was tired of all the thirst traps and sluts trying something like this before. I pouted and realized I was like, going to need to show off a lot more than just a flirty smile. I leaned forward and gave the bouncer a better view of my humongous jugs. I like, swayed my hips a little, and he began to melt under my touch.

I mean, seriously, men and their infatuation with my like, massive titties conveniently overlook my lack of brains in exchange for a sneak peek at the girls. I stuck out my plump bubblegum-pink lips in a pout and gazed at him through my thick, fluttering eyelashes.

"Please, sir? I just want to like, have a little fun tonight. I promise I'll be good," I added, with what I hoped was a seductive grin.

I giggled and like, finished with big flourish as I lifted my tiny skirt and showed him my perfect and wet cunt, which left him staring at it with his mouth wide open. I could tell I like, had him right where I wanted him. He couldn't resist my charms, and with a nod, he opened the rope barrier and let me in. As I walked into the club, I felt like a total slut, and I liked it.