Billy: Is Myra there?
Voice on phone (VOP): Speaking
Billy: You remember me? We spoke at the grocery store, you gave me your number, you wanted me to call you.
VOP: I don’t remember, but lately I have been forgetting things, and since we have an unlisted number, I must have given you my number.
The voice sounded a lot like the girl in the supermarket, but there was something different, something refined. The voice sounded even more sexy than Billy remembered, and since meeting Myra, all he could think about was this innocent looking, blonde beauty. The girl was unspoiled by the hood she grew up in, untainted and pure. That’s why Billy worked so hard to score with this one. He knew that at 21 years old, she wasn’t going to be available long, so he acted fast. How fast you ask? He only spoke to her half an hour ago, she was probably hoping he would call, but half an hour? Bet he sounded real desperate.
Billy: I can drop by in an hour or so, pick you up, we go for soda, hows that sound?
VOP: Soda? Wow, it’s been awhile, but you sound like a nice boy, so okay, let’s go! Can you give me a bit more time, how about you pick me up at ten, or is that past your bedtime…tee hee.
Billy: Aw Shucks, that is sort of late, but curfew isn’t until eleven, okay, I can do it.
VOP: see you then baby!
Billy didn’t get many dates. In this town, the hot babes were already spoken for by the time they were seventeen, but at 24 years old, he certainly wasn’t interested in jail bait, he liked his women a bit more experienced.
At seven, he called Myra just so he could hear her voice again. Billy was amazed at how different she sounded on the phone, and he wanted to hear more.
Billy: I bet you are prettying yourself up as we speak.
VOP: What the hell? Who is this?
Billy: We spoke earlier today, you agreed to meet at ten this evening for sodas.
VOP: Who is this? I didn’t speak to anyone!
Billy: Hey, maybe I got the wrong number, you don’t sound the same. Is this Myra? The girl from Food Acres? We spoke this afternoon, you remember me?
VOP: I remember talking to you at the market, but not on the phone.
Myra began to worry. “Not again, she can’t keep doing this to me, and not with this boy, he is mine, I worked hard to reel him in, she can’t have this one, no way!” she thought.
Billy: Look, I don’t know what is going on. I am set for a date at ten this evening. You said you would go, c’mon, let’s go.
VOP: How about you come by right now and we go out? I know this great spot where we can be alone.
Billy thought about it and accepted. He was so anxious to see her again. He loved the way she walked, the way she spoke, most of all he loved her innocence. He was so inexperienced with woman, he worried that he may not be worthy of her.
Billy drove his Chevy up the road to 113 Lonesome Blvd, the address that was given to him by Myra earlier that day. He jumped out of the car, ran to the door and rang the doorbell.
Just when he began to worry that he had arrived at the wrong address, the door slowly creaked open. A tall shapely woman with a tight black dress opened the door. “Yes, can I help you?”
Billy: I was looking to talk to Myra. We agreed to go out tonight. Can you get her for me?
Tall Shapely woman (TSW): My heaven’s, you are early. I am not ready yet.
Billy looked at the woman in front of him. This definitely was not Myra, but she was beautiful. He would gladly trade a date with an innocent looking chick like Myra for a chance with this woman, this Cougar! Besides, where was he actually going to get with Myra on the first date? Maybe a kiss, this woman? For sure she would put out, he could tell.
“Maybe if I try a direct approach, she will either go to bed with me or kick me out, and if she kicks me out, I always have Myra to fall back on, and the way Myra looks, she is a heck of a plan b!” he thought, hornily.
Billy: You certainly look ready to me, ready to fuck that is!
The shapely woman looked the boy over, from head to toe and decided to take him in. He wasn’t hard to convince, as he rushed into the door, and somehow found the way straight to the bedroom.
Billy found himself in a giant bedroom, the largest bed he had ever seen. He jumped on the bed, awaiting his mysterious ‘date’.
When the tall sexy lady came into the room, she quickly dropped the dress she had been wearing. Standing there in her bra and panties, she took control of the room and of Billy, who may have been cocky when he entered her room, but by now he was beginning to show his inexperience.
“Get on the bed, lock your wrists into the shackles while I bind your feet” she said. For some reason, Billy did what she said, never questioning her even once. This night was far from the one he had planned but what the hell?
Once Billy was bound to the bed, the lady made her move, straddling the young man and taking a long hard bite from his neck. He tried to get away, but guided by hormones, he somehow wanted to finish this.
“Hey, too rough, I am not into rough!” he said, almost whimpering.
“Shut up weakling, you aren’t going anywhere!” she said.
“Who are you? You aren’t Myra, you can’t be!” he said.
Just then, she began to shake. As if she was convulsing, her entire body began to quiver, and moments her entire appearance began to change. Her body, which appeared to be that of a forty something woman began to tighten and she took the look of a much younger, more beautiful woman known to Billy as Myra. Her voice softened, and she looked surprised to find Billy under her, bound by the hands and feet, unable to move.
“It happened again! I knew it! She took another one! Damn her, damn my crazy mother!” She said, obviously confused and angry. Billy looked up to discover that although he went nowhere, the woman on top of him changed into the woman he had met at the supermarket.
When Myra’s body began shaking again, Billy seen images of both Myra and her mother, and of other women, all beautiful and very sexy. Billy didn’t really care who ended up on him, since they were all beautiful, he would take any of them. He obviously wasn’t in this for a relationship, just for some sex, some experience; and he was certainly getting an experience.
As poor Myra’s body changed from one to another, the shaking finally stopped, only to reveal the latest person. This person was not the sexy but innocent Myra, it was definitely not her cougar mother, and it wasn’t even the ten or fifteen blondes and redheads who magically appeared in front of him.Gone was the shapely body, the taunt breasts, the perfect ass, replaced by a short, curly haired person wearing a tight shirt and short shorts. When he heard the person on top of him speak, he fought to be released, this time screaming for his life.
“Live it Baby!” the voice said. ” I am no longer sweatin’ to the oldies, I got me a young hottie!”
Billy began screaming, writhing, wriggling, doing anything to break free, but the shackles were just too tight. The worst part was that Billy recognized the voice. He had heard the voice on his grandmother’s television many times. The person who now straddled Billy was none other than
..
…….Richard Simmons.
Billy was now hurting and very very confused. First he had a sexy cougar seduce him, then she changed into a beautiful girl who he had always dreamed of, and then she changed into this…person. Unable to move, and stripped almost naked by the tall woman, he was unable to move.
“I am tired of sweatin’ to the oldies, now I want to sweat to a newbie!” said the incredibly popular gay man who sat on top of the bound and now naked Billy Everett, the horny young man who thought he finally met the woman of his dreams. Unfortunately for Billy, this persona did not change to anyone else.
Moral of this story? you tell me~
SightsnBytes 