Alex asks for sex but you refuse.

“What the hell, man? That black mall cop looked older than my dad,” Alex whined as though he was cheated out of a toy prize. He continued, “not to mention he’s ugly as all fuck! How come he doesn’t have to pull out, but I do?”

You still feel panicked as you look at the security guard’s cum on your hand and wipe it off onto a napkin on the floor of Alex’s car. With your shorts fixed back into place, no more of the cum is leaking out of you. It’s so thick, you think, and it has a yellowish color to it. You can’t help but catch a whiff of it and the slimy globs smell bad. You grimace at the trails of jizz still on your thick inner thighs as Alex continues whining at you.

Finally he says, “come on, let me get another shot.” You stop inspecting the cum you wiped off your leg and turn your head to look at him. “What? I know you didn’t just say that.”

Your words give Alex a moment’s pause as he rethinks his tone. Alex asks again, but in a calmer, scummy tone, “I’m just saying, you’re like the hottest chick I’ve ever seen now, seriously. You got a nice juicy butt and a great set of hips. Not to mention those perfect, perky tits. Your face is cute, you've got an athletic build... my dick is getting hard again just looking at you. I just wanna fuck you again real quick. It’ll be fine. We’ll go back to your house after and wash you out.”

You shake your head in disbelief for a moment. You might be stuck as a woman now, and your ‘friend’ is just trying to erase any chance of turning back. You part your silky blonde hair out of your eyes and look at him then say, “I think I’ve had enough jackasses fuck me today. You’re such a dickhead. Let’s just skip the first half of your plan and go straight to the part where you take me home and I wash this nasty junk out of me. Then after that… ugh, just take me home.”

Alex, dejected, starts the car and grumbles to himself. You cross your arms over your soft chest and lean back as he starts to drive out of the mall parking lot. The crotch of your shorts feels a little soggy after a few minutes, but that one little napkin you had wasn’t enough to clean it all off.

When you’re not even halfway home, though, you hear a shuttering from Alex’s car. “Oh great, not this shit again… I knew I should have taken it into the shop…” you can hear Alex mutter to himself. Before long the loud thrumming of the engine sounds serious, and Alex is **** to pull over into another parking lot before his car gives out.

Now stuck in the middle of town, the two of you look at each other with a sigh. Alex’s gaze quickly lowers down to your cleavage and stays there as he says, “well damn, now what should we do?” You roll your eyes and open the door to get out of the sexual tension in the car.

After Alex gets out as well and looks over the roof at you, you say in a tired tone, “I think you need to actually buy me some new clothes… and maybe a haircut while we're at it. I can check under the hood afterwards. I used to help my dad with his car so maybe I can see what’s wrong with it.”