Snackage

"Need the restroom," he said as he pulled over, starting for the gas station store. Peter took the time to top off the gas tank before heading inside himself.

Walter was moving about. Using the toilet as a lady was a bit tricky, but he had managed. Now he was picking up a bag of snacks for the road and went to Peter.

He intended to just have Peter buy them, but he saw the clerk watching every move of the defined curves he had. "Hey Peter," Walter said softly. Peter looked up in time to have Samus/Walter press that hot body into him and rub for a few seconds. Peter was shocked, and Walter felt a stiff object on the young man. "I knew it," he whispered in mock disgust before pressing the snack bag into Peter's hands. "Get these." Peter, stunned, did as he was told, then walked out with the receipt. Walter followed, winking at the clerk who was blushing. "Thanks, sugar," Walter said in his male voice, making the young man turn a shade of green suddenly. Walter didn't wait; instead, he went to his place in the driver's seat.

Now, Peter was at loss of words and had to think hard about what to say to the clerk.