The Acrobat

Grinning like the idiot you are, you eventually choose one and start walking over. She's an athletic beauty with long, dark brown hair and various swirls painted over her nudity. Her B cup breasts go nicely with her toned body and tight ass. She's got a haughty expression on her face that you are eager to ruin. Just as you get close enough to speak with her, someone grabs your arm.

"Quickly, this way! The show's about to start." A different woman has clamped onto your arm with a **** grip and is dragging you away with astonishing strength that belies her slight frame. Of all things, she appears to be a clown! She has wild, blue and green hair. Her entire body is painted white with patches of stars. Her looks are not unpleasant but the effect of the paint is somewhat jarring. She's just over 5 feet tall, maybe 90 lbs soaking wet and no ass or tits to speak of. She's cute but you have your heart set on the babe you were gawking at before.

You try to speak up and pull away, but her grip is surprisingly strong and she just keeps repeating "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" You have **** but to keep up with her or fall flat on your face.

Eventually, she brings you up to a performance ring and slams your butt it a rickety chair. Shaking off the indignity, you glower at the diminutive clown and open your mouth to tell the bitch off. However, before you can form words, she roughly grabs your chin and turns your head to the show in front of you. "Loooook!" She says excitedly.

It's a trapeze act. There are three performers. Two men, one on each platform at either end of the ring and a woman hanging from the trapeze. The female performer is completely nude, only wearing the body paint that you've seen before. Stars and swirls are strategically placed to highlight her ass and tits as they jiggle through the air during the act. The two men are wearing full body leotards with wide holes at their crotch revealing fully erect cocks.

You stare in puzzlement as the show starts. Like a train wreck in action, you can't tear your eyes away. The woman starts swinging, her medium sized tits flailing all over. Hands on the trapeze, she aims her legs at the man before spreading them wide and taking his cock down to the hilt. He manages to get in a couple of rapid thrusts before her momentum carries her back the other way. During the swing, she switches positions so that she is hanging by her legs. Her alignment is perfect to go throat deep to the second man. He holds her head until the last moment when she goes swinging away.

You stare in awe for a few moments but your raging hard-on is now demanding attention. You dispel the hold the show has on you and turn back to the tiny, clown girl. She is standing next to you, clapping her hands and bouncing from foot to foot. Clearly, she is enjoying this far more than you.

"Hey," you bark at her. She turns her face to you, still smiling and clapping. "This acrobatic fuckery is great and all, but I came here for a blowjob." You give her your angriest look to get your point across.

But she completely misses it. "Oh, I can help with that!" She reaches into her hair and pulls out a condom. "Always carry protection!" She's grinning ear to ear as she tears open the small package and holds up the prophylactic. Taking a breath, she blows the condom up like a balloon. She quickly turns around, giving you a clear view of her shapeless ass and starts twisting the the condom-balloon into a shape.

After a flurry of twisting and squeaking, she pivots back around. "Ta-da! It's a penis!" Sure enough, she proudly displays the now cock and balls shaped condom. Seeming quite pleased with herself, she chirps "Pretty clever making a condom into a penis, right?"

Hardly. You roll your eyes at her. "Look, I meant that I wanted to get blown." You drop your pants and gesture to your rigidness.

"Oh." She looks down at your cock and then back up to you. Smiling again, she says "I got it now." In a quick motion, she pushes you back into your seat and gets on her knees in front of you. She's not the babe you wanted, but you wouldn't mind getting warmed up a bit first. You decide to lean back and let her.

Clowny wraps both of her tiny hands around your shaft. Her grip is like iron. How is she so strong? With an intense look of concentration she takes a deep, deep breath and litterally blows your cock. You start to roll your eyes but before you can put an end to it, you and your rickety chair rocket backwards about ten feet. Eyes closed and clinging to the chair for dear life, all you can manage to get out is a terrified cry for your mother.

When you finally come to a stop, you're panting with fear and slowly open your eyes. You cannot process the sight in front of you. You're ten feet away from the clown girl and she's still hold your now impossibly long dick. You still feel her hand wrapped near the head. With the other she is waving at you and smiling.

"What? NO!" You scream. "I wanted to get sucked off, not this! What have you done to me?" Panic sets in. You stare at your stretched out member in horror.

"Oh. Whoopsie! I can do that." Once again, she looks intensely at your cock. She places her lips on the tip. The tiny part of your brain that is still rational wonders at how you have any sensation at all. Suddenly, the little clown girl sucks in and you go flying back towards her, chair and all. This time though, you land on the ground at her feet. Thankfully, your face breaks your fall.

"There! All better!" She says gleefully. Her hands are clasped behind her back and she's rocking back and forth from toe to heel.

In your panicked state, you can't process anything except to check on your cock. You wrap your hands around it, testing for anything hurt or missing. Surprisingly, it's all there and you retain all your sensation. You think you've actually gained a couple inches. Too relieved to be mad at the moment, you shakily upright the chair and slump back down in it. You take a few breaths and glare at this insane clown.

She giggles to herself. "Wasn't that fun? Oh, I bet you're here for the sword swallowing, right?"

You're in too much in shock to respond right away. You look back at the trapeze artists to see that they are now in some crazy three-way while hanging in the air. Your cock is hard again, probably from all the adrenaline that's coursing through you right now. Looking back to the little clown, you nod dumbly. You would definitely like your sword swallowed.

"Great!" She giggles and then turns around again. This time, she bends over and puts her hands between her legs. Confused, you stare at her ass. It looks like she's fondling herself. Then, in one fluid motion, she whips back around holding a five foot long sword pointing directly at your crotch. The terrifying image is directly at odds with the innocent look on her face.

"Ah! What? How? WHY?" you articulate as you practically climb the back of the small chair.

"Like I said, always carry protection." She says and shrugs nonchalantly. Casually, she tosses the sword over her shoulder and it goes flying off to who knows where.