She makes her cock fit, but her cum is too big for you.

You know this is a shit idea, because it's really, obviously a shit idea...buuuuut, that hasn't stopped you lately, and it's led you to the best mistakes of your life. You slide your hand under her sinfully short skirt and caress her cock through her pretty pink panties. It throbs with a heat and hunger that rivals Vanessa's, and you suspect that she might have a few inches on your goth gurlfriend, both in length and circumference. You flutter your eyelashes and breathlessly ask, "Will you help me try these slutty outfits on, and see if 'this' fits?" You squeeze her shaft and give her a wink a blind man would notice.

"Oh...yeah fersure. I was just hoping I could fuck you and stuff, but I guess I can help you try on clothes instead." Diana looks genuinely disappointed and you are a little worried that if she missed an innuendo about as subtle as writing 'fuck me' on a brick and hitting her with it, then maybe she is too dumb to fuck. That doesn't stop you from dragging her into the fitting room with you and seeing if you can't help her figure out what you really NEED help getting fitted.

You take your time stripping out of your clothes so she gets a good look at your lithesome legs, plump ass, birthing hip, slip waist, and puffy pink nipples. You 'accidentally' bump your butt against her bulge once or twice, then 'innocently' grind your generous globes against her groin feeling it drool on your ass as it swells and SNAPs free of her panties, and then 'casually' slide your supple cheeks around her hard, throbbing shaft. You turn your head so that your lips are kissably close to hers and whisper wetly, "I'm sorry. I seem to have gotten you all worked up. Is there something I can do to help you relieve some tension?"

Diane's face is flushed and her tongue hangs out lewdly like an ahegao anime slut. Still she seems to miss you subtle as neon sign pointing to your pussy that reads 'stick your stupid dick in here, you stupid dick'. "Uh...well if we ain't gonna fuck, I guess you can like try these clothes on, and maybees, ya know, buy as many as you can so I can make my comishies." She hands you some clothes you don't remember picking out. You suppose Diana must picked it out for you. Maybe she is just playing hard to get?

You make a show of stepping into a pair of slinky see through nylon thong panties and you feel your clit vainly crush against your cage. You slide into a ridiculously short leather miniskirt with a side zipper that goes almost all the way up and imagine Diana sliding his hands underneath it. You put on a fire engine red lace bra and stuff it with breast forms to give an illusion of breasts and your puffy nipples throb inside the silicone suction. You peel a tight croptop with "Slut" emblazoned on it and wonder how far Diana will go to make you prove it. You put on a black bob wig and drool from luscious lips and painful prison over your reflection in the mirror. Tired of 'subtlety' you plant your hands against the mirror, push your thicc ass against her thiccer cock and coo, "Please OOH fuck me with your NNF fat cock, Diana."

"Thank God! I was worries you was gonna like tease me forevas and then leave boo hoo balled like eve'ybody else does." Diana groans gratefully and you wonder how many sissies and sluts throw themselves at her that she sends on their way horny and confused. Then she SLAMs her sissy shaft in your tight hole and you can't think of anything but how good it feels to be full of hard cock again. What she lacks in Vanessa's skill, she makes up for in size and severity. She must be at least a foot long and thick as a beer can, with thick, throbby veins crudely caressing your burst button in savage, sawing thrusts. With all the tortuously tantalizing teasing you've endured all day, it only takes seconds before you are painting the stall in thick jets of jism.

"Fuck EEEEEEEEE yesssssss! Fuck NNG me NNH harder! Fill MOAN me WHIMPER with OOH your AH AAH cum!" You watch your face contort into climatic convulsions as Diana proves she can follow simple instructions. Her painted nails dig deep into your shapely hips as she pulls you hard and fast onto her pounding prick and plows her hips forward so that you slam into the mirror as spurt after spurt is fucked out of you. You can't believe the insane intensity with which she pummels your pussy a heated hate fuck you wouldn't expect from a sissy grateful for release.

"EEEEEEE Cummies! CummEEEEEs! CummOHMAHFUCKENGAWDies!" Diana floods your cunt with what feels like months of pent up pud pudding. Your eyes roll back in your head as you explode into ecstatic eruptions of euphoria, each more viciously violent than the last, until they come so swift and sudden they stumble together, a clusterfuck of climaxes blasting your brain to bimbo blankness while the shopgurl continues spraying her seed inside you with the power of a high pressure hose. She doesn't slow up for a second, jackhammering her jizz into you until it overflows, flying out of you in sloppy, squelchy splurts.

You expect her to stop any second, or at least slow her pace, but she surprisingly speeds up, slamming her shaft sack deep in shuddery, splattery stabs. Your caged clit is milked drip dry in a matter of minutes, but your sissygasms continue crashing over you like whimpery waves. You can't think straight, or even think gay for that matter. Your vision is blurry and your tongue thick and foreign feeling in your mouth as you slowly struggle to form the words, "Please PANT PANT! Stop NNGH NNF fucking UH UH UNNH MOAAN meEEEEEEE!"