Chapter 3

Danny walked briskly through the halls of the Carrington Country Club until he came to the Woodrow Wilson room. The room was commonly known as ‘The Woody’ and was generally full of club members who were possibly old enough to remember when Woodrow Wilson was president.

The room looked like a big study, had leather couches, bookcases lined the walls with mostly unread books and white haired members would sip brandy, tea, or coffee while chatting with each other. A young man like Danny wouldn’t be hanging around in The Woody, but he had a good reason to enter.

He hurriedly went to one end of the room, where a door marked ‘Storage’ was. He fished in his pocket for the key, and let himself inside and locked the door behind him.

The storage room located in The Woody was huge. There inside were all the old furniture the club had removed and said it had donated. Couches, chairs, tables, etc, all cluttering up in one giant storage closet. “There’s my baby boy!”

Danny flicked on the light switch and there was Vanessa. His long time girlfriend had summoned him to their longtime rendezvous spot. “I am sooooo turned on,” she purred, kicking off her high heeled shoes. “Quite a day, right?” he said. Vanessa undid the bow around her waist and then unzipped the back of her dress and let it fall. Then she put her hands on her hips and posed like the princess she believed she was.

Her body was in a perfect hourglass shape. Perfect because it was shaped to look that way. She wore a long girdle that ran from above her knees to just below her bust that smoothed out her skin. Her hips and rear had visible pads on them to give her ass some much needed oomph. She also wore a waist cincher over her girdle to keep her stomach in check and give her an hourglass shape.

On top was a large pink satin bra with lace, the cups stuffed with custom made satin pillow inserts. Vanessa’s own tiny A-cup breasts sat on top of the pillows creating the illusion of cleavage. “Come on baby boy, come get your princess,” she said. Danny dutifully hurried over and went behind Vanessa.

Her cincher and bra both using a system she designed, Danny first had to unzip the cincher and THEN undo the eyelets behind the zipper to get his girlfriend out of her shapewear armor. The eyelets had gotten weaker over time, not to mention Vanessa being bigger than she was before, but rather than get a bigger girdle Vanessa added a zipper for security.

As he undid each eyelet carefully her pale white skin came more into view and her wicked curves diminished and eventually curved in a different direction.

The waist cincher off and the girdle undone he peeled it off Vanessa, who wiggled her ample bottom, partly to help get it off and partly to turn her long time boyfriend on.

Once it was over her hips the girdle finally fell to her feet. Vanessa now stood proudly in her matching white stockings and panties. Her large white panties went up to her belly button. They were white with frills around the leg holes and a V with a little crown over it on the crotch.

She posed, feeling sexy and Danny was indeed turned on by her.

"Be a good boy and get on the couch," Vaness cooed.

Danny yanked off his jacket, shirt, tie, and pants. Leaving only his plastic incontinence (plastic) pants on he hopped on the old couch like he was told.

"Oh look at my baby boy, all ready for his princess," Vanessa said as she pulled her panties down. Her belly swollen and fat blobby ass now exposed. She hopped on top of her baby boy and they two began kissing passionately. Danny was already hard, not that Vanessa could tell. After she grew tired of kissing she yanked his plastic pants down and Danny's 3 inch hard was in full view.

"Such a big boy," Vanessa said.

"I know, right?" Danny said.

She sat on top of him, her weight causing some discomfort but hey he was used to it, and she began to ride her prince. Danny could barely make inside her wet, sweaty pussy, but it was enough.

"Oooooo," Vanessa moaned as she rocked back and forth. Danny did his best not to cum, though he did reach up and grab her bra cups and squeezed. Vanessa, not really getting anywhere, licked her fingers and then stuck them in her pussy, fishing around for her clit. Once she found it she began to finally give herself some real pleasure as she rode Danny.

A minute later it was over. For Vanessa. She orgasmed and moaned like it was the greatest orgasm of her life. Then she rolled off him, exhausted and sweaty.

"My turn," Danny said, sounding like a spoiled child.

He hopped up and Vanessa laid down on the couch, her legs open wide. Danny immediately hopped on her, working his way back inside. Once he was there he started pumping like a rabbit. Vanessa would barely feel him but acted like it was the fuck of a lifetime.

"Oh my God," she said, trying not to sound bored.

Danny pumped away, while Vanessa looked around the room, thinking about her next meal, and how she would get that damn Angie Turned booted out of HER country club.

As Danny continued on, Vanessa reached as far as she could to give Danny a spank on his ass. This always worked. It immediately kicked him into high gear and Vanessa followed up with a few more spanks. Getting spanked always made Danny cum and as he went faster Vanessa knew it was time. She put her hands on his chest and shoved him off. Danny fell back just as he finished. He moaned as three drops of jizz shot out from his tiny pecker. The first drop sailed through the air and landed on Vanessa's check.

"Oh gross!" she said.

Danny was in a daze and didn't notice. She got up and grabbed Danny's tie and wiped her face with it.

"Be careful with that thing," Vanessa said.

"Yes, sorry baby," Danny said.

While Danny helped Vanessa get dressed she started talking about her new obsession, Angie.

"I'm telling you if it's not one thing it's another around. It's as though I'm the only one who cares about this place," she said.

"Uh huh."

"I mean that red head was bad enough, but this. This is just off the charts ridiculous! Where have the standards of the Carrington gone?"

"Uh huh."

Danny pulled her girdle back up and worked the eyelets and zipper. Vanessa's bulging body smoothed and shrank after he was done.

"Not only are we talking about someone with zero class, but she clearly does not fit in here. The Carrington is not a place for everyone and I don't care what the NAACP says!"

Danny finished getting the cincher back on. Vanessa's hourglass figure was now back.

"You mark my words, she will rue the day she came into MY country club!"

Danny zipped up her dress and Vanessa was back to her usual 'perfect' self.

"Oh thank you, my sweet boy," Vanessa said looking herself over. Danny was about to slip out first while Vanessa redid her face and hair.

"And what is the first step to getting rid of this one?" Danny said.

"Well," Vanessa said as she looked in the mirror applying some makeup, "they say nothing works better than a strong word of mouth. And my mouth is about to have some strong words come out to the right people."

"Great, let's do it," Danny said, agreeing with Vanessa's petty plan.

"I'm sure you have some words to share as well," she said.

"Oh yeah, I'm heading right to the golf course now. That Angie Turner won't last a week," Danny said.

"Awww, such a good boy."