Sometimes being a tranny means being prepared. Tonight I knew that I was going out with a man known for his massive cock. My tight little tranny pucker-pussy was going to have to be stretched to handle this meat stick. I grabbed my dildo and looked at it, realizing that it wasn’t gonna do the trick. I took a quick look around the house, finding nothing thick enough to handle the job.
Disgusted, I looked in the fridge for a bottle of water and what do I see? Organic vegetables that my sweet neighbor had given me. I grinned to myself as I took a few to the sink. I grabbed the olive oil and lubed myself as I grew harder.
I started with a fat crispy carrot and worked my way up to a big squash. I’ve never felt more vegetarian in my whole life. But the fact remained that I was doing this to get some big fat, juicy meat in that hole. After I got done with the root veggies, I threw them back in the crisper. I would so enjoy watching my roommate eating his dinner later. He may not want any of my perfect tranny cock, but he is sure going to enjoy tasting my ass.
Now that I’m stretched and lubed, I’m off to gt me some protein. A girl can’t survive on plant matter alone. This girl needs rock hard man meat. Meet me for a midnight snack, lover?