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Working Abroad

Author: @WeisserTiger • Published: 2022-06-16 • Length: 470 words • ♥ 118 likes • 🌐 View on OpenTGC ↗
Working Abroad

I traveled abroad for a well paying job opportunity. I was surprised by the amount, but that’s why I went there in the first place, to earn more than I would in my country. I was supposed to work as a waiter and the tips were supposed to be great, but when I got there I was informed they weren’t really getting as many customers as they thought. They said it’s not a problem though and they already have a thing in mind. Anyway we had a welcome drink and I started to feel lightheaded. The last thing I remember seeing before passing out were long strands of blonde hair in. I woke up to something moving between my hips, absolutely alien feeling, I looked down and immediately realized why that is, there was a sex toy teasing my newly acquired and pair of tits jumping in all directions as waves of pleasure were pulsating through my body whille I was trying to set myself free, but someone was holding my arms from behind and I couldn’t muster any strenght at all.

“Aaaah, please stop this, turn me baaah-ck!”

“Nah, why would we, plus you seem to be enjoying yourself a lot!” said the man behind my back

“Aaaaah, why did you do this to mee??”

“It's part of the plan, hot waitress is going to get more customers and of course more tips, that are all going to be yours!”

“Aaah I don’t care about the tips, I am not going to play part in your scheme, turn me back!”

“Oh you ARE going to take part in this scheme.”

I felt a pleasure building up inside me, I moaned profusely, I orgasmed for the very first time as a woman. I couldn’t deny it felt incredible, but also it had some other effect on my mind.

“Please I don’t wanna be…” Be a what I thought?

“It’s taking effect, finally!”

“Aaah, you are messing with my heaaad…” I moaned

Things went on and on, after I came for my third time I was exhausted and my mind was a mess.

“Uuuugh, please, please stop, I am going to be good…”

“Good what?”

“GOOD GIRL!”

“Too slow, let’s keep at it for a few more to be sure.”

“Nooooo-oooh” I moaned as I experienced another orgasm.

When they stopped at long last I passed out in a puddle of my own juices.

Since then I have been working for them. I still have all my memories, but everytime I try to say something out loud I get lightheaded and need to sit down.

In the end I am not only in different country but also in different gender, a new experience I never expected to get…