Preparing for the date

“Why did I invite him over for dinner? I can’t even cook!” Sarah said.

“It’ll be fine! I know just the thing,” her breasts told her.

“Oh really? What?” She asked.

“Over there, you see that discounted bread?”

Sarah picked up the bread, “this? This feels stale.”

“Precisely!” Her breasts assured her, “just get this and some turkey, they’re going to LOVE it”

“They” she asked.

“Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“Should I at least get fresher bread? I would prefer this date go well.”

“No, it should be this. They will like this”

“You said ‘they’ again”

“Sorry, we’re just excited”

—-

David returned home.

“Don’t forget about our arrangement,” Destiny said.

“I think you broke our arrangement when you interrupted that meeting I was in to stick yourself into my mouth” David scoffed.

“Do you not think I could have done more?”

David was fearful of the implications of this statement but acknowledged it as true.

He took his pants off, and Destiny immediately leapt up from his crotch to three inches from his face. The force of her approach pulled David’s hips forward causing him to accidentally poke himself with Destiny.

“Ah! Home sweet home!” She exclaimed right before thrusting herself into his mouth.

David tried to mumble, “get it in when you can, because it ends today.”

Destiny took this message to heart, because she stayed in his mouth for 35 minutes and came three separate times.

She only retreated when David mumbled, “can you wrap this up? I have to get ready for my date.”

“Oh right! Your date! I completely forgot!”

“Uh huh”

“Sure, lets you and me get you ready for the ball, Cinderella!”

“Umm, I think I can handle it.”

“David, I hate to keep bringing this up- but I familiar with your record on women. As a woman, I know what women want. I think my assistance will be invaluable to help you prepare for your date.”

“While you might know what women want, I know better than to accept any help you have to offer.” David chuckled.

“Well, it doesn’t matter, because you’re still on my time. So let’s get moving, big boy”

Destiny then pulled David into bathroom and into the shower and turned the water on.

“Hey! At least let me take my shirt off first!”

Under the hot water, David reaches for his body wash. Destiny slapped his hand away.

“Hey! What gives?!”

“I’m ashamed that you’re so gullible to believe the commercials where the guys use that stuff and attract a flock of women. It’s simply isn’t the case, that stuff smells horrendous!”

“Maybe so, but that’s the only soap I have. So what am I supposed to wash myself with-“

He cut himself off, because he already knew the answer his penis would offer. He then had the unfortunate decision of having Destiny lather and massage her seed into him or voluntarily doing it himself. After a couple minutes of Destiny rubbing it into his body, he decided to reluctantly do it for the rest of his body.

And he had to do this for...his...entire...body...

Hair, face torso, arms, legs- everywhere.

After the shower, Destiny insisted on instructing him on styling his hair, brushing his teeth and applying scents to himself. All using the “product” that Destiny preferred.

When all was said and done, David was staring at himself in the mirror in horror taking the look and his aroma as a jerk rag, while Destiny basked in the man that she made him.

“Now, lets get you to your date, Romeo!”