Leaf Anew

He had done it, on an impulse buy. What the hell was he thinking? John looked in the mirror again. The bright pink zap dress hugged his body. It was so soft and warm, and thankfully hid his boner.

But that was a small worry to him right now.

"I suppose it's OK to experiment every now and then" said Mable somewhat apprehensive in the situation. She looked to her partner who had stopped sowing and was staring open-mouthed.

"M-mr Mayor..?" she managed.

John could feel himself begging to turn red. He nervously fumbled for the shells to give Mable and made his way into the adjacent room to find some sort of eyewear so he could hide his eyes. He happened across a pair of Oval Shades which perfectly covered a large proportion of his face.

He was already getting ready to give the bells to Labelle when she touched him on the shoulder, making him jump.

"I think this is really brave of you, Mr Mayor" she said softly "I just want to let you know, that I fully support your choice" she continued. "And that you are not alone.."

She spoke a bit quieter "I wish I was a guy"

John was glad he his shades still on, as he was unsure where or even how he was supposed to react to this information. He managed a nervous smile.

"Uh, thanks, I hadn't really thought about it too much" John stammered

"I just saw the dress an-" he felt lost for words; it felt too awkward to explain.

Labelle was nodding enthusiastically "I totally understand, you know"

"We have impulses that we can't always control, new discoveries about ourselves"

John felt reassured and began to ease up a little, his palms no longer clenched, but still sweaty. Labelle laid a paw on his chest.

"If there's anything you ever need, you know I am always happy to help"

Labelle said, maintaining her quiet tone, clearly not wanting anyone else to hear.

John managed to raise a hand to hold hers and blushed furiously.

Labelle chuckled lightly. They stared at each other.

"You know" She said "It's pretty much lunch break, so we could go back to my room and..."

She let her face describe the rest. John understood perfectly.

She led him to the backroom and up some narrow stairs. A small attic room presented itself before him. It was a little messy but full of all kinds of exiting accessories, from extravagant hats to crazy colourful jewellery. "Please ignore the mess, I have stock coming through all the time" Labelle excused herself as she began to rummage through her items strewn about the place. John just gazed around, enjoying the privacy and enjoying his new attire, spotting a mirror nearby he looked over himself once more.

He noticed Labelle had popped up behind him, looking slightly different from before. She wore a flat cap, tilted to one side. A scruffy shirt with a popped collar and a salmon pink vest. Then some skinny tartan trousers with-

John was taken aback.

Labelle stood, hands on her hips smirking. A long dildo strapped onto her, just protruding from out the zipper of her trousers.

"I've always wanted to try this toy, and well... I think I may have made the right assumption give that, well, you dress don't exactly hide everything" Labelle winked.

John looked back at the mirror and could see now in his side view that his boner was in fact quite noticeable. He was speechless, but managed a feeble nod. Labelle chuckled some more, adopting a more comfortable and lower pitch range than he was familiar with.

"I'm just gonna take things from here then sugar"

With that she yanked at John’s hand and drew him close. She shoved her face into his, greedily kissing his mouth and around his neck. John just let the moans  escape him as he allowed her full control. Labelle placed a hand on his cheek. "You're such a pretty girl, you know that?"

John felt incredibly hot and wobbly. He tilted his head to one side, looking around the room nervously. Labelle chuckled, her low laughter filling the room.

"Well darling" She said, swooping him in, a hand around his waist.

"How about we take things to the bed?"

John stared at her, arms rising to her shoulders, he nodded eagerly.

John laid on the bed, unsure of how to proceed. Labelle happily continued her work. She removed his boots, and peeled of his socks.

"I can give you some of my own items to replace these too. "

"I'm sure I'll have something nice in pink for you" She smirked. She then drew his legs together and reached up his skirt, keeping eye contact with him. She slipped her fingers under his pants and slowly slid them down to his ankles before whipping them of. John could feel his penis quivering with

excitement. Labelle then got onto the bed and John automatically adjusted himself for her. He spread his legs and waited for her to take action again. Labelle laughed again

"What a slut you really are! I never knew, how cute!"

She pulled his legs towards her, resting them over her shoulders.

"Are you ready, miss?" She chuckled. John was panting heavily.

Labelle aimed herself and slowly penetrated him. He immediately clenched his arse in reaction then slowly relaxed, allowing the bliss to blow over. They then picked up a regular pace in the missionary position, Labelle giving grunts with each thrust, John just letting little moans out.

Labelle took it upon herself to pick up the pace and began to hammer into him. John grabbed out for her and just let his arms flop out against the mattress. Labelle pulled out and threw him over onto his belly, then re-entered him.

She pulled him up by his shoulder and resumed the pace. John felt his dick freely bouncing and began swiftly reaching climax. He cried out quivering and tightening his hold on Labelle’s toy. He let his face flop into the bed and lay limp as he watched his dick shoot cum onto the sheets.

Labelle pulled out and let the rest of his body slump together in a pile. She took another toy out and stuck it in her own hole, then turned it on. As she dropped to the floor whimpering, she clutched her strap-on rubbing it.

"Yeah... Yeah... Oh..." She mumbled and collapsed against the floor as she found her own release.

John heard the vibrator switch off, followed by the rustle of clothes as Labelle switched back into her attendee attire, then her footsteps to the door.

"I better get back to the shop, but please, feel free to stay here sugar"

She spoke softly again, and he could feel her winking at him. He smiled.