I geuss I'll wait, what choice do I have

So, all you can do know is just wait and hope for the best.

You wait, and wait, and wait still nothing. It's been three months now since you were scammed, at least that's what you wrote it off as.

Oh well, you were really looking forward to a chick to finally give up her ass. You figure a shemale would'nt have many other options. The whole having a cock thing wasn't really appealing but maybe that would make her more willing. She would definitely know her way around a dick enough to give a killer blowjob and she could probably ride a cock with the best pornstars out there. Just the thought of it, of fucking a girl in the ass while her dick swings under her belly is just so wrong, but as much as you don't want to admit it any time the thought comes up so does that bulge in your boxers.

It is probably for the best though. You've read some of those user reviews of people who picked a dominant tranny. If you would have got one of those seeing how you picked one with a thick 10 inches in her panties ( well more realistically it would be hanging out the sides of her panties), that just wouldn't have turned out very pretty at all.

"So" you think slightly bummed but still relieved that you weren't actualy bummed "back to unlucky nights at the bar and internet porn"

Then one rainy friday evening as you're sitting around watching tv and enjoying a cold beer with a nice hunking slice of lime, trying like hell to pretend you're somewhere else. There's a knock at the door.

"Who the hell could that be," you think aloud as you weren't expecting anyone. You actually made steps to prevent people from bothering you this weekend. Might as well get it over with though.

When you open the door you can't believe your eye's. Standing in front of you is what appears to be a very soaked, very attractive UPX lady. You do a quick scan of her body just to confirm what's going on is actually happening. You notice her bob cut hair is pitch black, she has a nice perky set of c-cup breasts tucked nicely under a soaking wet brown shirt and either she's ruunning out of places for her grapes, (jumbo grapes at that) or she's pretty damn cold.......wow. Continuing your southbound scan of her body you appreciate her thin waist which quickly flares out to a nice thick ass that seems to have a pair of wet brown shorts clinging on for dear life. You take a millisecond to envy that soaking scrap of fabric. Below the shorts you notice a well muscled very sexy pair of legs; you never did like those anorexic looking sticks with kneecaps that most girls are proud to have.

You then realize you should probably make eye contact before this gets creepy. When you do you see a very captivating set of emerald green eyes framed by streams of running eyeliner. You then notice her frantic breathing and obvious look of woe that for some reason makes her even more gorgeous to you.

"Can I help you?....Are you ok?" you ask. At this she absolutely loses it and inbetween sobs that rock your heart to the core she explains that she had a package that was supposed to be delivered to you but she has lost it.

"Hey, calm down nothing is worth getting that upset. You're going to hyperventilate and it's going to be hard to stare into those amazing green gems you call eyes if your passed out on the floor." Did you really just say that aloud?! It sorta just slipped out. Wow that was very cheesy, and very out of character for you.

She visibly gets much calmer and you sware you can almost make out the start of a smile.

"Well that's nice of you to say, but this is my third missing package this month. There isn't any chance of me having a job after today." With that she breaks out into another stream of sobs that makes you curious whether she's wet from the rain or just the constant stream of tears.

"I'm so sorry, this isn't your problem I'll leave now."

"No, you're in no condition to leave right now. Why don't you come inside out of the rain and we can work on cheering you up. You know maybe I did get that package. Why do they have to know about it?" Are you really that charming where the hell is all this coming from? It's gotta be the beer....but two beers? That's just unlikely. No there's just something about this woman that has you captivated. You'd hand her the deed to your house if that'd stop her tears.

"Even though that's amazingly sweet of you to suggest, I'd have to scan it in. I'm afraid there's no way out of it; I'm just straight up screwed." If only you could be so lucky, you think to yourself.