Bikini girl in the parking lot

Danny cringed looking in the dirty employee break room mirror. Sure, he was no longer topless in a college bar, but what that bartender brought him to wear might as well have been topless.

His hair was taken out of its twin braids leaving a soft wave through the brunette locks that cascaded down past his bare shoulders. The back of his hair was pulled half up into a pony to show off the red white and blue bow in his hair. A thin white string was tied around his neck in a delicate bow, which led down to the tiny triangle shaped cups of an American flag bikini. The cups were a metallic blue with sparkly white stars. The bikini, while a large cup size, was still a size or two too small for Danny’s faux chest, leading to not just a generous amount of cleavage from tight bikini top, but also a lot of side boob spilling out the sides of the cups.

Danny’s tight trim stomach was on display showing off his gleaming rhinestone navel piercing against his fake tanned skin. The shiny straps of his red and white striped bikini thong bottoms rose up over his wide hips. The sparkly red whale tale showed over his low rise ultra short jean shorts he wore to the bar, now with his accidental discharge wiped out of them from his exhibitionist show out on the dance floor. The belt buckle hid the wet stain, mostly, as well as the teeny tiny bulge his cage made (is it getting smaller? Danny wondered). His tanned cheeks were still poking out the bottoms of his tiny short shorts, jiggling with every movement it seemed like. The plug remained firmly seated underneath the tiny shorts, pressed firmly inside him by the tight thong bikini bottom.

His bare tanned legs covered in that glittery lotion ended in a pair of candy red 6”inch platform Pleaser heels. The shiny red straps crossed around the ankle and across the toes, leaving his feet in the now accustomed to arch.

As Danny looked at his new outfit, he was at least happy that his “girls” were covered, even barely covered. The cups of the bikini did provide some support to his bouncy breasts, but not much compared to a real bra or even a bikini top that was the right size.

“Ugh this is barely better than going topless! At least it covers my tan lines. And they do look pretty good too…” Danny said outloud to himself, admiring his chest in the mirror by pushing his arms together to deepen the cleavage.

He drunkenly giggled at the slutty bikini girl flashing her bikini covered tits in the mirror before he realized how he was acting. He quickly went back to trying to cover up his chest as much as possible. He was fiddling with the top trying to figure out how to cover up more of his exposed breast, a knock on the door woke him from his preening.

“Um, like, come in!” Danny called out in his ditzy and slightly drunken tone.

In waltzed Jamie, still in his slutty cowboy bandana and shorts and cowgirl boots, with two more shots in his hands.

“Well look at Miss America over here! Looking as sweet as American pie! I feel like we should hook you up to a flag pole and salute. Don’t worry, you’ll have enough pole to work with soon enough. I found your boy toy, gosh that guy is a slime ball wouldn’t stop talking about your “fun bags”. But a girl like you has to uphold your reputation and make sure he goes home happy.”

“Jamie come on haven’t I been through enough?? You had your fun exposing my…. Chest to the whole bar including basically my whole frat! This was so humiliating I can’t do this anymore. This is bullshit I’m done with it I just want to go home” Danny whined, tired and drunk and just wanting to curl up and hopefully have the ground open up and scoop him out of all this humiliation.

Before Danny could react, Jamie was on him in an instant, grabbing his neck and pinning him to the wall. Danny’s lipsticked mouth opened in a wide O, his breath gasping as Jamie squeezed trying to get enough air

“Did you forget your place, sissy? Just cause I’m dressed like a bimbo like you, doesn’t mean we’re at the same level. You heard what Mistress said, you’ll make sure your date is going home happy like a good slut.”

Jamie reached down and grabbed Danny’s diminutive bulge in his tight shorts and squeezed making Danny groan in pain, his made up eyes going wide as he struggled against the stronger sissy.

“Say it, say you’ll be a good slut and make sure your man’s balls are drained”

Danny weakly whimpered out “I’ll… be a good… slut and drain my man’s balls, Miss Jasmine!”

Jamie let go of Danny’s throat leaving him gasping for air. Before he knew it, Jamie had unbuttoned Danny’s tight Jean shorts and pulled them down his shiny legs leaving them pooling at his high heeled feet.

“Good bitch. Because of that outburst you don’t get your cum filled shorts for your walk out of here. Shouldn’t be a problem for a girly slut like you, right bitch?”

Danny could only weakly nod as he rubbed his throat looking up at the blonde haired sissy glaring down at him. Thankfully, Jamie had left the belt and big belt buckle so his tiny caged bulge, barely visible as it was, would be covered. But seeing in the mirror his jeweled plug could be seen peeking around the thong if he bent over even slightly. Standing straight up thankfully his big butt cheeks swallowed up the thong leaving his plug covered by the tanned mounds.

Clad only in the tiny American flag bikini and slutty belt buckle and super tall heels Danny stood up. Jamie gave him a once over giving a nod of approval before moving close to Danny again. Danny flinched back as Jamie grabbed his hand thinking Jamie was going to hurt him again but all Jamie did was pull Danny’s manicured hand to his crotch. Danny’s eyes went wide as he was expecting to feel the same hard plastic of a cage as he wore but he felt a twitching snake tucked between Jamie’s legs. Danny’s eyes went wide again as he met Jamie’s smoldering look.

“That’s right, my keyholder was in the crowd tonight and he loved our little lesbo kiss on the dance floor so much he needed to get his rocks off. Didn’t take long to convince him to release me as I blew him in the bathroom. He was so worked up he agreed immediately and came so fast and hard” Jamie leaned in and gave Danny a mouth filling tongue kiss where Danny tasted the familiar taste of cum lingering in his mouth.

Pulling away Jamie said “And it worked me up too. So looks like you have two sets of balls to drain tonight, sissy. Let’s get going and can’t keep your man waiting”

Jamie grabbed Danny’s hand and pulled him to the door. Danny stumbled in the tall heels, feeling his fake breasts and naturally plump butt jiggle with each high heeled step, the bikini top providing minimal support to his large DD chest, his thong doing nothing but accentuate the jiggle of his big butt.

Danny tried to pull back in a vain attempt to keep him from the humiliation of going out to his college’s crowded bar filled with students and his own frat members dressed like some bikini slut on the Fourth of July!

“Miss Jasmine please let me put the shorts on at least! I can’t go out there in just a thong and this tiny top!” Danny whined pouting his thick painted lips as he tried to pull back.

“Too late bitch. Should have thought of that before you tried to fight back. Now get your ass out there and find your man. He should be by the exit.” Jamie opened the door and pulled Danny’s arm propelling him into the crowded bar, spanking his bare ass cheek on the way making the smooth unblemished tanned skin jiggle and making Danny give a little girly yelp.

Danny took a few steps in his Pleaser heels almost stumbling forward from his top heavy breasts before coming to a stop. Looking up he saw a group of casually dressed girls in jeans and t shirts and white sneakers all simultaneously gasp at the tanned bikini babe that almost fell into their group.

“Oh my god it’s the girl from the bull!!”

“Looks like she found a new top to cover herself. I heard those frat guys got a hold of it and are waving it around like a trophy”

“Yeah I heard that too. Saying they found cinderellas slipper and looking for their princess. Girl they’re looking for you so you might want to get out of here before you have 20 horny drunk frat dudes carrying you back to the house”

“Well, she might actually like that based on her “explosive” performance out there hahahaha sorry I’m such a bitch you look HAWT though girl”

“Like totally hot, bitch! So jealous of the “girls”! And that ass too!! What doctor did it for you?? Please tell me”

“Ooooo yeah can I get a picture of you so I can show the surgeon what I’m looking for??”

“No need for a picture, the topless cowgirl is already all over social media. You’re viral honey!!!”

Danny in his drunk and high state could barely understand the chattering of the drunk college girls surrounding him. But he caught enough that his frat was looking to make him their “princess” and that he’d gone viral on social media too! He had to get out of here and get out of this public humiliation hell!

He walked past the girls without a word, hearing mumbled “what a bitch” from the gaggle as he did his practiced high heeled mincing strut through the crowd. He stumbled a bit again, bending forward to collect his balance in his tall Pleasers, allowing his cheeks to spread a bit. He heard “Omg she has a plug in her butt!!! What a fucking slut!!!” From the same gaggle of coeds followed by shrieking laughter. Danny minced away as fast as he could!

He tried to not make eye contact with the crowd as he passed through, relatively easy as everyone eyes weren’t on his face but his constantly jiggling girls in the tiny bikini top and the rolling gait of his hips and ass in the thong caught the stares of everyone.

As he walked through the crowd, the drunk and horny college partiers started to get a little handsy. A brush on his hip here, an elbow pushed against his large breast there, a hand on his ass as he minced by in his tall slutty heels. Danny thought he’d be used to the groping and ogling after the week he’d had, but being alone, drunk and high in a teeny tiny thong bikini and stripper heels in a group of horny partiers made him think otherwise. But at the same time as he felt the humiliation and degradation of being treated like an object, he could feel his cage getting full again and his ass clenching on the plug involuntarily craving the objectification.

As he made his way towards the door dealing with the comments and stares and wandering hands when he saw John at the main exit. His tousled hair and too tight flannel and jeans looked like they were about to rip from his muscles. Danny thought about leaving out the side exit and ending this nightmare, trying to get home. As he made his first steps towards the side exit he saw his frat standing there holding up his former bandana top. Danny stopped in his tracks considering what to do.

Suddenly, one of his frat bros, Dustin, looked over his shoulder and saw Danny in all his patriotic glory.

“Boys! There she is!” He yelled out tapping some guys on the back.

Danny saw the group of 15 of his brothers turn and stare slack jawed at his tanned bikini model vision. Fight or flight kicked in for Danny at that moment. Fight and deal with his 15 frat bros all wanting to fuck him and also potentially find out who the bikini bimbo actuall was. Or flight and get to his “savior” Mr Too Tight shirt and only deal with one horny cock. Danny quickly turned on his heel and scampered over to John, his ass and tits jiggling obscenely as he didn’t care he just wanted to move as fast as possible.

John saw the brunette bimbo jiggling over and a wide grin spread across his face.

“Hey, girl! Sorry I couldn’t find your top, but I love the new look babe. Quite a show you put on out there. Wanna grab a drink and talk about it?”

Danny realizing he needed to get out of here quick before his approaching frat bros got over here, put on a sultry smile and placed his manicured nails on John’s bulging bicep.

“Um, like how about we get out of here instead?” Danny looked up through his big lashes at John.

“Ha yeah I thought so babe. Come on let’s go” John smirked as he wrapped his arm around Danny’s tiny frame, settling his hand on Danny’s plump butt cheek. Danny looked over his shoulder at the approaching frat crew as the stopped in there tracks realizing Danny was taken. A collective groan came from the group and Danny sighed in relief, his secret safe for awhile longer.

As the couple entered out into the warm night air, the walked out into the parking lot. Danny had to hold onto John’s big arm so his tall heels wouldn’t wobble on the uneven pavement. John led him over to his big blue F250, Danny rolled his eyes at the big truck. From the bulge in John’s tight jeans, Danny assumed the stereotype for big trucks was true in his case.

“Wanna head to my place, sweet cheeks? Have a night cap?” John asked.

“Um, like, actually do you wanna come to my place so I can get changed into something else?” Danny asked realizing he could have John bring him to the apartment and then make up some excuse to not have to “drain his balls” as Jamie so elegantly put it. Danny was exhausted and just wanted to go home.

But before John could answer, a high pitched squeal came from behind them. Danny recognized it immediately and rolled his eyes before turning and seeing Jamie’s blonde hair bouncing over his own massive jiggling faux breasts.

“Omg bestie!!! I thought I lost you! Gawwwdd you look so hot in that bikini girlie! Miss America over here! Are you guys leaving already?” Jamie bubbly girl talked as he strutted over in his high heeled cowboy boots.

“Well, yeah we were about to head out to my place when Dani over here actually invited me over to hers.” John answered clearly ogling and giving a once over to the buxom cow “girl”. Gosh he was such a pig, Danny thought. Here he is with his hand on my ass about to take me home and he’s checking out Jamie right in front of me.

Jamie clearly saw it too, giving a cool glare that betrayed her bubbly bimbo persona. “Well ain’t that sweet of you, honey! Here I thought you weren’t a gentleman leaving little Dani here all by her lonesome on the dance floor. And also not coming to her rescue when she had her wardrobe malfunction”

John’s cocky demeanor faltered a bit at the accusation, holding up his hands in defense.

“Oh that’s alright sweetie. You’re here with her now and that’s all that matters. I know Dani’s been gushing about you and those Big. Strong. Hard. Throbbing….. muscles of yours” Jamie stepped closer, glancing down at John’s mediocre bulge as she spoke before looking back up at him. She had John on his heels, not knowing what to think of the tall blonde bombshell.

“I know she’s dying to get those hands wrapped around those….. muscles. And maybe her pretty lips too. You know, she even said to me inside that she didn’t know if she could wait until you two got home” Danny gave Jamie a sharp look, begging with his eyes not to do this. Jamie simply ignored the patriotic sissy, turning her attention to John and placing her long fake nail and trailing it down his exposed waxed chest.

“What do you say, Johnny boy? Care to make my bestie’s fantasy come true? You two can get behind your truck and I’ll keep lookout for you. Well, maybe I’ll take a couple peeks to watch too *giggle*”

Danny looked at her in horror before looking up at John. John’s shocked face quickly turned to a cocky grin as he looked down at Danny with a smoldering lust in his eyes

“Oh fuck” Danny thought.