Bunny Slope Ski Instructor

Nervous and exhilarated, I open the door to my hotel room. I put my bag on the king-sized bed and quickly close the shades. I text you: "I am here."

You respond right away: "Present for you on the nightstand."

On the nightstand is a small vial of something white and powdery.

I respond: '!!'

I empty the vial on the nightstand. It looks like crystal meth. It is clean and clear. I debate whether I should do a line, all of it or wait. Better I wait or I will have done a bunch of glass and still haven't taken a shower. But, I set up some lines so when I am ready I am ready.

I head to the bathroom with my makeup bag and turn on the shower. As the bathroom fills with steam, I arrange my makeup on the countertop.

I take off my clothes and get in the shower. I wash my body, slowly shaving my legs, my chest and my underarms. I shave my face. I cover myself in moisturizing body wash and rinse it off, enjoying the slippery feeling between my thighs and my butt.

Out of the shower, I towel off. Everything now feels like a chore until I can do some crystal. I cover myself in cocoa body butter. I work the lotion into my thighs, running my hands up between my butt cheeks. My fingers brush lotion up my ass: I am waxed, squeaky clean. The heavy fragrance of the body lotion, the anticipation of doing some speed, the silkiness of my skin, getting dressed up for you- I am already turned on.

I think it is time for a teeny tiny line of the crystal. After all, it is a present.

I walk naked to the bedroom to have a taste of the glass. I walk on my tiptoes and move my hips. My heartbeat accelerates. I sniff two lines in quick succession. Pow. My nose immediately is on fire from the glass and I have brain burn...I lose my breath momentarily. After the initial rush of pain, I start to feel amped up and really fucking good. I am instantly completely awake, alert and in the moment.

I all of a sudden have the overwhelming urge to get dressed up for you and look as beautiful as I can. I have brought a tight short blue bandage dress, a pair of American Apparel disco pants, a full-length rhinestone jumpsuit, a sequined bodycon dress and a sequined mid-calf v-neck long sleeve dress.

If I want to look like a party girl, I have a long curly blond wig with defined ringlet curls that fall over my shoulders to create lots of movement and bounce. If I feel like a sexy soccer mom cheating on her husband, I can put on my mid-length shag with spiral curls. Or if I want to be a bratty spoiled princess in need of a good fuck, I have a brown curly wig with a wealth of airy, voluminous, lightly tousled layers.

Next to my wigs I put my silicone hip pads and breast forms. The pads and forms were so expensive but as soon as I put them on, they are worth every penny. I have an assortment of bras, panties, leggings tights in different cuts and colors and styles.

I lay on the bed and tuck myself. I slowly tuck my balls into my body cavity and I press my dick against my perineum. I pull up my gaff, a pair of cut panty hose. The panty hose roll up my hips and my dick disappears, making the tuck as tight as possible. The g-string of the rolled gaff rides up my lotioned ass. I feel a tingling from the tightness of the gaff, my shaved body, the crystal and the illusory sensation of having a pussy. I feel a buzzing in my ears from the speed.

I text you: 'that is really good.'

I already feel transformed. I feel sexy and love the process of feminizing myself. I slowly bunch up a pair of sheer pantyhose and pull them up to my knees so as to not get any runs in the stockings. I position my silicone pads against my waist and thighs, inch the pantyhose up over my the pads to hold them in place. The pantyhose are up to my waist and I get a drip of glass down into my throat. My high expands as the hosiery cling to my legs and ride up my ass.

Happy with the positioning of the hip pads and overwhelmed by the speed I snorted, I put on more pairs of sheer pantyhose. Slowly the outlines of the hip pads are concealed by the sheer hosiery until they appear to be my natural curves. My body shape has transformed- my legs are now feminine and I have thick hips supporting a big round butt.

I use underbust shapewear in order to cinch my waist and create an hourglass figure. The shapewear pulls over my ass, sucks my tummy in and cinches my waist. I pull the straps of the shapewear over my shoulders and the shapewear immediately constricts my midsection. It is a little hard to move and breathe in a good way. My hips are wide, my waist is now small, my ass is fat.

For tits I have breast forms with an e cup complete with a concealing chestplate. The breastforms will give me big bouncy titties. The chestplate will let me wear something low cut to show off my cleavage. I strap the forms on. The illusion of my feminine chest is astonishing. The sensation of the tits is remarkable and I love the weight on my chest. My tits are heavy, perky and look completely realistic.

With my body on, I prance to the bathroom to put my face on. My tits jiggle as I walk and I have a little waddle from my round hips and big butt bouncing. I rearrange my makeup on the counter. The speed has my head spun and also laser focused.

I apply Elmers washable purple glue to my eyebrows. Once the glue dries, I dab on loose powder. I repeat the process. My eyebrows disappear under the layers of purple glue and powder. I apply a light layer of concealer to my eyebrows and let it dry,

I apply a layer of primer to my face. I cover my cheeks and upper lip with orange beard corrector and then a layer of concealer. I dab on light liquid foundation and spread it over forehead, cheeks, nose and chin. The facial illusion really commences with the foundation. I use a blender to blot out the foundation and smooth out my face.

Over the foundation goes a layer of Chanel pressed powder, which creates a soft matte complexion. I then contour my face, using highlighting powder for a luminous look. I draw on softly arched thin brown eyebrows. On my eyelids I paint on glittery gold Chanel eyeshadow. The shimmering effect is sexy. My eyelids are heavy and sparkle. I concentrate applying the liquid eyeliner, intensifying the line along the upper lashes by thickening it from the middle to the outer corner of the eye. I glue on thick, long eyelashes creating a sexy doe eyed look. I apply rogue blush to my cheeks. I draw on my lips and apply lip plumper and slowly paint on bright shimmery gold tinted lipstick.

I bask at my reflection- my makeup looks great. I am dolled up but not over the top. My eyebrows are drawn on nicely and have the right amount of arch. My eyeliner is subtle but frames my eyes. I glow and feel sexy and glamorous. I love wearing makeup.

I decide on my skinny fit high-waisted American Apparel Disco Pants. The pants are made of nylon and spandex so they are ultra form fitting. The pants slide up my smooth legs up to my hips and big ass. Once at my hips, I have to slowly work the pants on. The pants grip my legs and feminine curves. My hips and butt are so big i have to lay on the bed to zip the disco pants up and button them. When I stand up, I feel fucking sensational. The pads are positioned right and are not moving. My butt is perfectly round in the pants. The spandex is so tight the pants ride up my ass, showing off ample derriere cleavage. The crease of my ass bending with each step is entrancing and my cheeks independently bounce. The pants are bulging at my hips and my ass is a perfect shiny ripe gold peach.

I pair a white cashmere v-cut sweater with the spandex pants. The sweater is thin, clingy and low cut: my big tits will be on display for you. I slowly pull the form fitting sweater over my breasts. The fabric is stretched by the size of my boobs. The v-cut of the sweater is so deep my cleavage is front and center and the sweater is basically see-through.

I put on Jimmy Choo open toed gold glittered stiletto four inch heels. My ass is up on a perch with the heels on. I pull up on my disco pants and enjoy the sensation of the spandex hugging my body, squeezing my big ass. I tuck the sweater into my disco pants and put on an oversized gold belt, tightly cinching my waist- my big butt juts out even more.

For my hair I put on the Serenity by Paula Young wig. The wig is a warm toffee color. The wig has voluminous layers of loose, lightly tousled spirals and feathery waves giving my hair an abundance of body, bounce, and texture. The lush, curly sides effortlessly frame my face, and the curly, wispy fringe gives the gently rounded silhouette a flirty and flattering finish.

I walk into the bathroom at look at myself in the mirror. I see Barbara, a sexy princess, shimmering from head to toe. My hair looks great. My cheeks are lightly rouged pink. My eyelids are heavy with gold eye shadow. My eyelashes are long and curvy. I apply long pink press-on nails and a few bracelets. I put on a pair of heavy disco ball clip-on earrings and feel a light tug on my earlobes.

I walk to the nightstand and line up the rest of the crystal. I bend over to snort the line. The gaff rides up my ass, I smell the floral scent of my blush and can taste my lipstick. I snort the crystal. The crystal burns my nose so good. I hold my nose back to make certain I get all the glass. I feel fantastic.

I reapply my blush and lipstick. I draw on a little mole on my cheek. I light a menthol cigarette and wait for the drip into my throat. I feel a larger wave of euphoria unlock and tense my body. I spray some Chanel No. 5 on. My wrists go limp. I primp myself and get lost in my reflection. I look so glamorous. My tits are big and I slowly caress them through the sweater. My necklace bounces against my tits as I turn to walk out the bathroom.

I stand checking myself out in the full-length mirror in the bedroom. I light another cigarette. I love my glittery high heels, my gold spandex pants. My hips are round and thick. I turn and admire my big butt. I strut back and forth in front of the mirror, high on crystal, watching my tits bounce in my sweater. I play with my hair and take another drag of my cigarette. My bracelets clink and clang as I walk.

I put on a pair of oversized drop temple sunglasses and I disappear behind the glasses. My transformation to Barbara is complete.

I think I need another line to even out my nostrils and calm my nerves. Fuck, I snorted it all. I am high and am feeling a little out of control. The cigarette is delicious. I stand in the bedroom, looking at the mirror on the wall. I play with my hair and pose in the mirror.

I take a picture in the mirror and send it to you. I send the message, ' Hi, it is Barbara.'

My heart is pounding waiting your response.

You respond right away: 'Hi, Barbara.'

I text back: 'I accidentally snorted all the crystal.'

You respond: 'uhoh.'

'It has me feeling really good but lonely.'

'If you want to come next door, Barbara, I have some more.'

'What do i have to do to get it?'

'What do you want to do?'

I dont know. I knock on the door to the adjoining suite. I reach for the door knob and turn it. The door opens.

You are sitting on the couch in the living room of your suite. The lights are turned low. You are smoking a cigarette. I stand in the doorway. I smile and wave hello. You wave back. On the glass coffee table in front of you is a pile of powder. Jesus Christ. I want to do it all. I walk into the room, cigarette in hand. I stand, on display for you. I take a drag of my cigarette.

You are watching me. You are a very handsome man. You take a long drag on your cigarette and you exhale through your nose, checking me out. I notice you are watching vintage porn on the tv- there is a big haired milf sucking cocks in a hot tub.

I drop something on the floor and turn around to pick it up. I bend from my waist, sticking my ass in the air. I feel you watching me from across the room. I love being looked at. I feel so beautiful. I light another cigarette and cross the room, gyrating my hips for you. I play with my hair and stand near the window. I arch my back, looking out the window, posing for you. I reapply my makeup in my reflection.

'Barbara, would you like some cocaine?'

I slowly walk around the coffee table and sit side-saddle next to you. I take a drag of my cigarette and play with my bangs. As you are setting up the lines, I reapply my lipstick and marvel at my reflection in my compact. I play with my hair some more out of nervousness and recross my legs, slightly brushing against you.

"Barbara, can you snort this cocaine for me?'

I look down to the table and there is the longest line of cocaine I have ever seen.

I take a double nostril straw from you. I lean over and snort the cocaine. As I start to snort the coke, you run your hand along my thigh. This is the best cocaine I have ever tasted. I am sky high immediately. My mind goes into overdrive and I feel a thousand thoughts hearing laughter and applause. I am the most beautiful woman in the world and am stunned by how gorgeous I feel.

You set up another line for me. I lean forward to snort it. I snort as much as I can.

'Oh my god.' I whisper softly. I am even higher. I tell you how fucking sexy you are and how I want to do some more coke and can i have a cigarette? I am chatttering away, watching the tv. I see myself all of a sudden in the porn, sucking multiple cocks in a hot tub.

We both are watching the tv, transfixed. I snort another long line of cocaine and rub my tits. You watch me and start to rub your cock.

My nose is clogged with coke. I feel a massive drip in my throat and my face goes numb and a feeling of brilliant light and endless energy. The cocaine is so fucking good. We both light cigarettes. I am playing with my tits and staring at you feeling yourself up.

You light a joint and hold it out to me. I lean forward to take a drag. I take a really long drag. The joint crackles as i take a puff.

'Barbara there is cocaine in the joint.'

Jesus fucking Christ. I hold the hit for as long as possible. It shatters my world. I exhale. I reach the stars and outer space in a second. My head quickly swims in the ignition from the high of the hit and my body is electrified. I am horny for you. I take another drag and exhale through my nose.

You take a drag of the joint. I pout and lick my lips watching you. You lean over and blow the coke and weed smoke into my mouth. I hold the hit in. I go back to outer space for a second. We start to kiss.

Your hands move to my thighs, slowly rubbing my spandexed legs as I smoke the rest of the joint. I move your hand between my legs and you start to rub my pussy. I am moaning and riding the rush of the high by fondling my tits. I have two cigarettes lit. i am chain smoking. I am feeling completely out of control. I am grinding myself on the couch.

I probably shouldn't have done any crystal or smoked any weed with cocaine. I am fucking high and have no inhibitions. I am breathing heavily. Your are grabbing my tits. I see your dick bulge. I am so fucking high on cocaine. My heart is flying. I am numb and riding waves of euphoria. I keep getting higher and higher.

I am playing with your pants, feeling the outline of your cock. I am too high. I look to the mirrored wall and watch my own personal fantasy. I am a big tittied girl smoking a cigarette, groping a sexy man, posing in the mirror.

You have some coke on your mustache. I lick it off.

I whisper, 'i want to suck your cock.'

'So go ahead.'

'Can i please have some more cocaine.'

I snort another humongous line of cocaine.

I need to see your cock.

You say no.

"Do you want me to beg?'

'Yes, Barbara.'

I beg you. I tell you, "I have never seen a cock before."

We are both so fucked up.

"Barbara, would you like to see my cock?'

I move my hands down your body to your zipper. I feel the length of your dick through your jeans. My hands are shaking. I light a cigarette. I pull at your zipper. I want to see what you have inside. I unzip your jeans and reach into your pants. Your cock is shockingly soft, thick, hot and long. I am astonished and dont know what to do with it. I take my hand out of your pants and take a drag on my cigarette.

'I have never done this before.'

'Let me help you.'

You pull down your jeans. Beneath you are wearing very sexy tight fitting square cut underwear. Your big cock lays encased in your underwear.

'You want to touch it?'

'Yes.'

I softly rub your dick through your underwear. You put your hand over mine and

move it along the length of your dick. You are starting to harden.

'It is so big.'

'It gets bigger if you kiss it.'

'I want to kiss it.'

'You want to see it?'

'Please.'

You pull your underwear off and your cock flops out, hanging half erect. It is so beautiful and long.

'You have a really big penis.'

'If you kiss it it gets even bigger.'

'I don't know...' My eyes are glued to your cock and I am biting my lip. You lean back, inviting me. I am rubbing your chest, sucking on your nipples. My hands are fumbling with your big dick.

You sprinkle some cocaine on your cock.

'Will that help?'

I smile and lean over, your dick to my face. I put the head of your dick to my mouth.

'i dont know what to do.'

'Lick it until you are numb, Barbara.'

I start to lick your cock.

'What does it taste like?

'It tastes like a big fucking cocaine lollipop.'

I lick off all the cocaine and put you in my mouth. Your cock is growing in my mouth. I am moaning. It keeps getting longer and thicker. It must be ten inches long. I suck it softly. My whole body is numb from the coke and on fire from the speed. I work my tongue on the head of your massive cock, my lipstick smeared. My hands are on your shaft, stroking you. I feel your hands on my ass.

I slowly start to suck the top of your cock.

You take my hand to cup your balls. They are so big and heavy. You taste like sweat and coconut.

'Blow me like a good jewish princess.'

You light another joint as you slide into my mouth.. I am creating suction on your head and like to make a pop sound pulling off. I slowly start to build a rhythm, running my hands along your shaft, pausing to take a drag of my cigarette.

I snort some more cocaine and get on my knees. I get lost in time slowly suck the head of your cock and runing my hands along the shaft of your cock. I hear you snort a line. It turns me on and open my throat and start to deepthroat you. I am so numb i am sucking your cock it is incredible I am so fucking high I am sucking your cock while you finger me when I feel you slowly tense up. i suck longer and harder and you start to moan.

You are thrusting in my mouth as you ejaculate. There is so much cum. I swallow it all. I smoke a cigarette, completely fucked up out of my mind. You start to play with yourself.

'Are you ready to go again, Barbara?'

'How about I go back to my room and change and then we party some more?'

I prance back to my room. I quickly change out of my clothes. I want you to fuck me in the ass. I tear a hole in my panty hose to give you access to my ass. I get some ky and finger myself. I could probably do this better but I am so fucked up.

I think I will wear the high neck long sleeve electric blue bandage dress. The dress displays my tits, my big red round nipples poke through the fabric. The skirt stretches down over my shapely ass and hips, hugging my curves. I slip on the short blue bodycon dress. My tits are hanging out and the skirt stops half way up my thighs. I put on the farrah faucet wig. I fix my makeup.

I come back into your room. You are standing in the bedroom naked smoking some crystal. Your cock starts to firm up as I come into the room.