A blue flash of light suddenly blinded Steve, Alan, Megan and Janet.
The next thing Steve felt was that he was kissed in a very passionate manner, and someone else's tongue was in his mouth. He felt a sharp smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and someone else's hands, squeezed his ass. Opening his eyes, he saw the face of the peasant, who also looked at him blankly. The man sharply switched to kiss him and pulled the tongue out of Steve's mouth. Steve tried to push away the big guy, but instead he backed away. And then he lost his balance and fell on his ass.
Sitting on the asphalt, Steve looked around and noticed that he was at a parking lot near, apparently, some bar, somewhere in the wilderness. From the bar came drunken screams and rock music. Parking was made different by the various choppers parked in the lot. Slipping on one of which was the man who touched his ass.
The man was quite fat, dressed in a leather jacket, an old gray T-shirt, worn black jeans, and a hefty chain hung from his belt. The man was bald, with a rather long beard. His hands were decorated in different tattoos. A typical biker. The man looked at his hands in horror. Then he grabbed his beard.
But Steve had no time to consider a strange biker. He almost screamed when he saw what he looked like. Two C cup tits were on his chest. He was wearing a black fishnet topic, under which was a black bra, a bright red mini skirt that barely covered his ass, he had fishnet stocking on his feet and 6 "stiletto stripper boots. And because of the strange sensations in the ass, he realized that he was wearing a thong. He looked like a cheap prostitute.
"Where am I? What's with me?" - said the biker is not at all aesthetic, squeaky voices almost crying.
"Janet, Megan, is that you?" said Steve, beginning to understand what had happened.
"I'm Megan" he replied
"Oh my girl. It's me, Daddy, it seems we're in big trouble. Where's Mom and Alan "
Then Steve heard a scream. And here they are ....