Spare Parts: Chapter Two!

Story by cuteycindyhoney

Polly catches a pretty shoplifter in her computer shop. She teaches the young woman a lesson that takes nine months to fully understand!

Spare Parts

Chapter Two

By Honey Moon

My life sure has changed over the past few weeks. My name

is Polly Perkins, and I grew a dick. Jeez, that sounds like I belong

to some kind of twelve step program or something! Oh well. These

files are meant for no eyes but mine, so screw it if it sounds funny!

I grew a dick, but I’m still mostly girl. Nerd-girl by nature. If the

guys who drool over my 44DDs knew what I was packing down

below, they’d run screaming! It’s just as well. My orientation has

completely flipped. Once I grew a dick, I became only interested in

using it on other women!

Like I said, some changes are a bit on the stressful side, but

others are quite convenient. Taking a piss has actually become sort

of fun. Open the fly or flip up the skirt and haul out the hose, then

its fire away! It’s a shame I can’t risk it when out and about. I

don’t want anyone noticing I’m standing while taking a pee-pee

while in a public ladies room!

Like I said, some changes are really troublesome. Take

erections. I pop a boner at the drop of a hat, quite literally one

time. A customer once dropped her hat, and bent at the waist to

pick it up. Good God, what a fine ass! I got a nice peek at her

pretty pink thong, too! Dammit, I’m getting hard just thinking

about it! Anyway, I spend a good part of every day being horny!

My fiancée, Mandy Chin knows this, and shares some of my

frustrations. Her feelings tend to run in a slightly different

direction, though. “Polly, not now!” she gasped as I cupped a hand

over her sexy little rear end. “Somebody is bound to see!”

“I don’t care.” I said truthfully. “This is my shop. If anyone

objects to you being my lover, they can just take there business

elsewhere!”

“That’s not what I mean!” she whispered as she tried to keep

me from reaching under her skirt to tug down her panties. “I don’t

want anyone to see you fucking me!”

I abruptly let her out of my grasp. “Let me see if I understand

you. You’re ashamed of my body, and don’t want people to know

we make love?”

Her lovely almond eyes opened wide. “No, wait! That’s not

what I meant! I’m not ashamed of you at all!”

I sighed. “It sure seems like it sometimes! What about your

vow to get your mother to let me fuck her? Did you think I forgot

that? Now you don’t even want to make love to me yourself. I’m

beginning to think we should call off the wedding.”

“Please don’t even talk like that!” My Raven haired beauty

threw herself into my arms. She looked around the shop, and

spotted a young woman looking over a reconditioned laptop.

Mandy blushed fiercely “I love you, Polly!” she called

dramatically before kissing me. “I want to make love to you!”

The woman turned up her nose at this display, and headed for

the door. Well fuck her! I dismissed the bitch as soon as she

walked out of my shop. Narrow minded assholes can go pay full

retail for their computers at some high priced Box Store! I eagerly

kissed my embarrassed mate. “Good girl. I didn’t think you wanted

me to call things off!”

Mandy smiled shyly. “No way! Especially with the little

peanut you started growing in my belly!” She took my hand and

tried to drag me to the stairs leading up to my apartment. “Lock the

doors for a while, my husband. Let me ease all you tensions!”

I stood firm and pulled her back towards me. “No, I want to

stay right here! Lets have a little game. It’s called “Can we have a

quickie before another customer comes in?””

It looked so cute to see her frantically look around the shop

in an embarrassed panic. “Okay! Don’t hold back though Pol! Just

go as fast as you can and don’t worry about me! We have to go

super fast!”

I laughed as she nervously reached under her skirt and pulled

down her panties. “Don’t be a tease.” I scolded. “I want you to take

off every stitch of clothing before we start!”

She gulped. “Can I lock the door first?”

“No, you may not!”

She put a hand to her skirt, but paused. “Can we at least go in

your workshop? Please?”

“Oh, okay. Since you’re such a big baby about it.” I grabbed

her hand and tugged her towards the vault. I should explain. The

building I bought to house my business used to be a bank. My

private workspace is actually located inside the heavy steel vault.

The office upstairs I quite easily converted to a comfortable but

tiny apartment. I quite like it. It’s as unique as I am. “Now get the

fuck out of those clothes!”

Mandy sighed and began to strip. “Polly, have I told you yet

today that you’re insane?”

I smiled as she slipped out of her skirt and began unbuttoning

her blouse. “Yep, abou

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