one-eyed purple people eater

Reaching into Chris' pants to finger her first pussy she felt something hard and warm. Following the length of it, it stopped eight inches into Chris' thigh. "What the hell?" She said much louder than she meant too. She was sure she was with a girl, maybe she was-

"Hey!" A voice called beside her and she was suddenly blinded by a spotlight. "You boys need to take that outside." The usher commanded.

"But I-"

"Shhh!" Another voice called, no doubt the one who called the usher in the first place, bellowed.

"Come on Andy." Chris said loudly as she (?) stood. "We'll leave these HOMOPHOBES to their movie." Chris shouted once more before turning to the usher, "Not you, you're just doing your job." The usher walked the pair to the exit.

"Chris, you can't be doing this." The usher sighed once outside.

"Oh please, Mike, like they weren't enjoying our show better." Chris laughed.

"You two know each other?"

"Yeah, Chris likes movies. She's here about every other day." Mike eyed Anne's boyish yet feminine body. Chris threw her arm around Anne's shoulder, "Look, I might can get you your money back since-"

"Nah, just tell em I was a bitch but you convinced me to just leave."

Mike smiled at Chris, "Well, I gotta get back to work. Enjoy the rest of your evening. Fellas." He winked before heading off to the concession stand while the pair walked the opposite way to one of the other exits.

Chris still had her arm wrapped around Anne's shoulder as the walked to the car. "Are you a guy?"

"What?" Chris laughed, half shocked by the sudden strange question and the strangeness itself.

"Look, I don't care at this point. I don't think. Just don't mess with me."

"You felt my tits and you're still confused."

"My dad has tits, it's nothing new."

Chris covered her mouth to hide her smile, "No, I'm a girl. Like I told you, I just like dressing this way."

"So you're a crossdresser?"

She rolled the idea around in her head for a moment, "Technically."

"Why?"

"It's fun." She smiled, "Haven't you been having fun? No makeup, no heels, none of the stress of what to wear."

"I gues-Wait if you're a girl what's in your pants?" Anne suddenly remembered the little surprise Chris was packing.

"That's a little forward don't you think?" Chris teased, Anne was having none of it and her face showed, "Come here." Chris pulled Anne to the side of the theater where only a few cars were parked but definitely no one to catch them. "You ready?"

"I-" her voice caught in her throat so she just nodded. She had seen dicks before, on boys who said they were boys but this felt different somehow. Chris unzipped her pants agonizingly slow knowing it was tormenting Anne. "Come on already."

"I love it when they beg." Chris chuckled and reached into her pants and pulled out an eight-inch cock.

"I knew it!"

"Touch it!"

"What, no! You-" her necklace thrummed against her chest once more.

"Trust me." Despite herself, Anne reached out slowly to touch the dimly lit cock. "Come on already," Chris begged.

Anne touched the warm cock gently with a single finger before wrapping her entire hand around it. "It feels real."

"Give it a squeeze." Anne gripped the dick tighter until she was squeezing with all her might, such as it was. Even still a normal man would be doubled over in pain easily. "See, if I was a guy that would suck." Chris laughed.

"I guess." Anne absentmindedly began stroking. Chris bit her lip to suppress her girly moans. "Then how are you feeling this?"

Chris moaned as Anne continued to stroke angrily now. "It's special.

"I bet!"

"No, Oh God!" Chris moaned loudly. "It's meant to feel....oh fuck...good." Chris grabbed Anne's arm and pulled her into a kiss. Anne continued stroking Chris' cock much faster. It didn't take long before Chris shuttered into Anne panting out half swears and shooting into Anne's hand as she did. Chris fought to slow his breathing while Anne examined the sticky substance coating her hand. "Thank...you." She gasped as she caught her breath.

"You still haven't explained."

"Okay, it's special. For bois."

"You said you weren't a boy."

"Not b-o-y, b-o-i. Girls who dress like guys. It's like a strap-on but better cause you can feel everything and it feels great. Just...great." She sighed.

"And this?" She held out her sticky hand in disgust.

"There are strap-ons that have fake cum, I wasn't really paying attention when she sold it to me but basically it can feel when I cum and it cums too. Which by the way feels fucking fantastic. Way better than just tickling the man in the boat."

"I still don't believe you." Anne whipped the mess onto her jeans, "Fuck I can't believe I did that." Chris dropped her pants entirely revealing her softening cock with a complete set of balls. After a moment of twisting the cock and balls detached revealing her neatly shaven pussy. "What the fuck!"

"Well, you wouldn't believe me."

"So you really are a-"

"Yeah." Chris handed her genitals to Anne who examined it in confusion and awe.

She looked back to the realistic looking genitals to Chris very real and very wet pussy between her legs. "You wore a strap-on on a date?"

Chris' eyes bugged out recognizing an angry woman when she saw one. "No, I mean yeah. I was going to show you-I mean I wanted to tell you before and how great it feels and all that but we got interrupted."

"I'm just busting your balls." Anne teased.

"Please don't, they were expensive." Chris and Anne realized how ridiculous their conversation had become and started laughing. After a few minutes the laughter died down, "Can I have my dick back?" Anne laughed again as she handed it to her.

Anne watched as Chris pushed a small bulb behind the shaft into her vagina, as she held it in place she began massaging the testicles and with a final moan, Chris' dick was back in place. "Wow. What was that thing?"

"The way it was described to me was it's like a butt plug that inflates only for your front. It looks it in place."

"Does it hurt?"

"Actually the opposite. If you shift the wrong way, or right way depending on your view, it'll get hard and oh boy." She sighed. "And I tell you it's so much better than the other way.

"What do you mean?" Anne and Chris had started walking back to the car now that Chris had fixed himself.

"Well, you know what an orgasm feels like right?" Anne nodded, "Well instead of all that build up imagine all of that at once! Instead of a wave getting bigger and bigger it's a bomb going off between your legs. I get why guys are so obsessed with getting off honestly."

Anne swallowed hard, "How, how much was it?"