Katherine was pretty much nonchalant as she walked down the sidewalk at 11:30pm, wearing a low-cut red top, denim jacket, short black skirt and high heels. She was counting the money she had made that night. She was chewing gum as she always did after seeing to clients, the minty freshness helped to get the taste of cum from her mouth. She'd given three blowjobs tonight, and then had finished the night having 'cuddles' with a shy, lesbian 18-year old girl wearing glasses. She'd made $150 easy, and as she finished counting it, she slipped it back into her bra. "Not a bad night." she smirked, licking her lips briefly.
As the heels of her favorite red stiletto pumps clicked on the hard ground, she gained the attention of a shady looking individual who started following her. As she walked past a small alleyway, a strong hand suddenly grabbed her while another hand went over her mouth and she was dragged into the alley by her assailant. "Give me that money bitch!" the 6'2" man growled at her, peering through his balaclava.
Katherine seemed strangely calm as she was pressed against a wall in the darkened environment, and she saw the way her assailant kept staring down at her succulent tits peeking through her open jacket, clad in her push up bra, creating an impressive cleavage. Katherine suddenly narrowed her eyes, and managed a smirk, even as the man kept his left hand pressed over her mouth. Out of eye shot of her aggressor, down by her side, Katherine made a grabbing motion with her manicured hand in thin air, and the man suddenly jumped as he felt a weird, ghostly hand grip his junk. A tingling then shot through his groin and he became aware of a strange sucking sensation as his 6 inches of erect man-meat began to retreat into his body, along with his balls. As a result he staggered back in shock, and freed Katherine, who stood there continuing to manipulate 'thin air' with her hand while laughing at him. "You picked on the wrong woman honey, I'll be taking that." she giggled, and at the same time as the man's black jeans flattened out in front... Katherine's panties and short black skirt bulged outward.
The man, finding it hard to breath, whipped his balaclava off and fell against the wall behind him. Katherine could now see his face, he was a fair haired man, maybe early 30's who would have looked quite normal if she had passed him in the street, he had a goatee and a small scar on his right cheek. The man started panicking as he shoved his right hand down into his jeans and his boxers... only to find the fleshy, moist lips of his new womanhood.
Massaging her new cock through her skirt, Katherine moaned in pleasure. "Hmm, that feels good. Try not to cry too much when you have your period okay hun, it's due in a few days." Katherine then winked at the prostrate man, as she clicked off in her heels and left him emasculated.
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