Fitting Room Fantasy

Being a 'girl of a certain kind', I always use the women's fitting rooms in stores when I am out trying and buying clothes. I tend to avoid the 'communal' type, where we are all stripping off together, as I'm quite shy and you also never know if someone may pick up on the fact that not everything about me is female - and make a complaint!
So I aim for those individual booths, where you can safely strip off and try things without being observed.

I was in one branch of a big national chain that sells a whole range of clothes within my budget and had gathered an armful of things to try on. There were a couple of summer dresses, some bright red skinny jeans, and a really skimpy bikini that I loved but which I had doubts would manage to contain my little extras!
It was quite busy and I noticed there was a line waiting to use the fitting rooms. Unperturbed, I joined the group of women and waited my turn. Soon others were behind me as we waited, the line was moving so slowly!

I felt a tap on my shoulder. A voice said "Excuse me, but I couldn't help noticing those jeans you have. I didn't see those on the racks, could you tell me whereabouts they are?"
I turned to face a gorgeous blonde, slightly shorter than me, with the prettiest face and a figure to die for.

"Oh, they were just over there by the entrance." I said, "You must have walked past them on your way in." She smiled, and I wondered if she had noticed that perhaps I wasn't quite all I appeared to be, but she certainly didn't show it, just saying "Oh, silly me, I must have, I guess I won't bother going to get them as I'll lose my place in this line"
"That's no problem", I said, "I'll hold your items if you like and keep your place for you while you get them."
"Oh would you? That's very kind!" She gave me another melting smile and held out her collection for me to hold while she hurried off.
I noticed that she had chosen some very nice things, including a slinky black bodycon dress that I really liked the look of.

Within two minutes she came back, clutching a pair of jeans just like mine, but in bright pink. "Thank you so much." she said as I handed back her haul, "I'm Jane by the way."
"Nice to meet you Jane, I'm Mica."
"That's a lovely name. How do you spell it?"
I told her, and she smiled again. Had she guessed? I really didn't know.

No more was said as we waited for the line to move on, but I had this weird feeling that she was eying me from behind. And once or twice she turned so that her hand brushed against my ass, clad as it was in skin-tight leggings…
When I was at the front, two women came out and the sales assistant let both me and Jane in together.
"That was lucky" said my new acquaintance as we walked towards the booths, "and ooh look two here next to each other are free, you'll be able to hear me cursing and moaning as I try and squeeze into this!" she said, holding up the little black dress. I smiled. I quite liked the thought of her moaning…

I started to undress, down to my bra and panties, one of my matching sets in lilac lace. I slipped on first one, then the other of the summer dresses and both fitted perfectly. Next came the jeans, which I really hoped would fit, although I knew they would be tight. As I slipped out of my leggings and squeezed into them, standing there with just my bra on top, studying the fit in the all-round mirrors of the booth, I heard a voice say "Mica, would you be able to help me with something?".

Jane's head peeked through the curtain. "Sorry, didn't mean to intrude on your privacy!" she smiled the cutest smile. "It's just that I can't do up the zip on this dress on my own".
"Sure", I said, "Turn around and I'll have a try."
"Would you mind if I came in with you to do it? It's just that if it won't fit I'll need you to unzip it again."
"Okay" I said, feeling a wee bit self-conscious in just my bra and jeans. Although my 'assets' weren't great, they did fill the bra quite convincingly and the jeans certainly hugged my figure in a way even I found quite alluring!

She slid into the booth with me and faced away, revealing the most perfect back with the zipper way down at the bottom, just showing the top of her white thong.
"Oh, you're not wearing a bra!" I exclaimed.
"No, had to take it off as it spoiled the shape at the front. That's okay isn't it?"
"It's fine, no point in it taking up valuable space," I said as she turned her head and gave me another of those smiles.
I gripped the tag and held the base of the zip right by her thong as I slowly zipped her up. It was very tight!
"Wow that's great!" she exclaimed, "It fits, yay!"

She turned to face me in the tight confines of the booth and her very ample breasts brushed against my bare skin. I could see that her nipples were hard and very obvious through the clinging fabric. "They're taking up some room." I quipped. She gave a little laugh, and with a very coy expression said, "You can unzip it now, I'm definitely going to buy it."

She turned away while I unzipped her and then, to my great surprise, proceeded to slide the dress right down until it fell to the floor. Standing there with her beautiful breasts exposed she suddenly said "Now what about you? Have you tried that bikini yet?"
Almost lost for words, my mind racing, I said "No, not yet."
"Well let's do it then. Those jeans fit you really well, but they'll have to come off of course." She dropped to her knees and started to unzip the jeans, her face level with my crotch, which was by now failing to conceal what lay within. As she slid the jeans off of my hips to reveal my bulging lacy thong, all she said was "Mmm… what pretty panties!"

"So you guessed that I wasn't completely female then?"
"Oh yes, I could tell from your butt in those leggings while we stood in line. Very cute, but not quite the right shape."
I felt a bit mortified by that, as I always thought that my bubble-butt was one of my best features!

But my mind was soon taken off that track when I felt her fingers exploring my thong.
By now there could be no doubt that what lay inside was no girly pussy, but a rather f***eful piece of man-meat desperate to get out. She slowly released it from the neatly-tucked confines of its lilac cage and it almost immediately sprang to attention. "I'm so glad that it works for a girl like me" she said, with a subtle hint of quotes around the words 'girl like me'.
"Oh believe me, it works for girls and boys", I confessed.
"Ooh I like that it does that. But I'm really pleased it works this way for mm…"
The end of her sentence was muffled as she took my cock between her lips and I felt her tongue exploring the tip. I sank down onto the bench seat and her mouth stayed wrapped around my shaft the whole time, sucking gently at first and then more deeply as she took my entire length into her mouth.

After about ten minutes of the most glorious blow-job I have had in a long while, during which she brought me to the edge of ejaculation more than once and skilfully held it back by gripping my shaft in her delicate hand, she leaned forward and placed my glistening cock between her breasts. "I want you to cum now" she instructed, "all over my tits".
I didn't need to be told twice as she slowly squeezed me between those perfect breasts and let her tongue dance on the tip with every upward thrust. I came so suddenly and f***efully that I sprayed my juices all over her face and she let it drip back onto her tits, using my cock to spread it all over those rock-hard nipples. Taking me into her mouth once more, she sucked every last drop from me and took my cock deep into her throat as she swallowed so that I felt the contractions squeeze me every time.

With her cum-filled eyes only half open, she looked up at me and said "Thank you, I've never had a t-girl cum on me before."
"And was it good?" I asked.
"Oh yes, just wait until I tell my girlfriend about it. She'll probably want to have a try too! Maybe all three of us could try together?"

"I think I might like that", I said meekly.
"Oh you most definitely would. We have great sex, but there's always something missing and you can provide that."
She winked, wiping the cum from her eyes with her fingers and sucking them clean, "I'll give you my number, call me."

"Thank you", I muttered, still unable to believe what had just happened.

"But there is one thing that's bothering me." she said.
"Oh, what's that?" I said, rather apprehensively.

"How on earth are you going to fit that enormous cock into that tiny bikini!! You'll have to wait a while before you can try it on!" she laughed.

I laughed with her as she gathered up the dress from the floor, spun around and shook her pert little ass as she left the changing booth, leaving me with the vision of her tight thong disappearing between perfect butt cheeks and reappearing between her thighs, moulded around the most perfectly-shaped pussy.

"Next time I need to explore what's under that!" I thought to myself…