Another idgaf Femboy story. I use this to explore all of my perversions and really just for fun. Anyways I hope you enjoy it and if you didn't I sincerely apologize for wasting your time.
As always, all characters are 18+.
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For Adam Myers, a two hour morning drive to FemboyWorld on Sunday mornings is one of the few things that brought him happiness in his life. Adam is about to complete his thirteenth year of teaching high school math to his class of seniors. He despised the time he spent with his overly controlling wife and his lifeless job teaching stuck-up senior high schoolers. She nags him constantly about taking a weekend to the also nearby Disneyworld. But the allure and pleasure of FemboyWorld kept Adam coming and spending. Excuses like "oh I have work training or you know Sundays are for my family and the boys in Orlando," kept her unsuspecting for the time.
However, five years ago, Adam's introduction to FemboyWorld was an interesting one. During the last week of school that year, a senior student of his, Greg Nindham, came by his classroom during lunch on a Monday, just a couple of weeks after his 18th birthday. He excitedly told Adam that he found a job that would help him pay for his degree after he lost in the final round of a scholarship he applied for. Greg was nerdy, short, thin, with short brown hair and hazelnut eyes. Excelled in math and science and above average in every other subject. He was a favorite among the teachers. No one would expect anything lewd or slutty from the future Mr. Most Likely To Succeed in STEM in his class.
Adam was curious about the job Greg landed but Greg wouldn't budge because he was nervous to actually say it. But after some prodding, Greg bent down and whispered in his teacher's ear, "FemboyWorld." Adam didn't even know what FemboyWorld was. At first, he thought it was a retail store, rather a luxurious retail store if it was going to pay for Greg's college. But after a quick Google search and a couple of memory replays of Greg whispering in his ear, his cock was straining in his pants as he explored the FemboyWorld website and the numerous forum boards of other men's anecdotes of their time at FemboyWorld. Even Yelp had a 4.5 star rating for FemboyWorld. The only negative reviews were from family members whose fathers, sons, or uncles, currently incapacitated because they violated the 15 minute wait time that is permitted after cumming when using the FemboyWorld pill.
Adam thought a little "post nut clarity" would ease the tension. And for a couple of hours, it did. He even got off his wife that night with his tongue. And as he was doing so, he started to imagine that his wife's clit was a small femboy cock and found himself trying to suck it rather than flick it.
But the next day, during fifth period, he watched Greg saunter in and wink at him. He started bucking his ass into his seat while trying to ward off thoughts of Greg. But he couldn't resist. Once the bell rang to end class, he booked his $2000 FemboyWorld Deluxe admission ticket for that Sunday. He paid for the Deluxe pass because one of the amenities was that he could see where each Femboy would be working. He scrolled and scrolled but he couldn't find Greg. He scrolled back up, this time slowly. And then he found him. Well, at least his face and body structure. But his name was different, it was, Gale. And next to his name, it listed that he would be working in the Fem Academia park on the P.E. ride from 10am to 3pm.
"Gale," he pondered to himself that night. While his wife was snoring, peacefully asleep, Adam was turned over on his side, eye's closed trying to picture his math wiz of a student pleasuring his cock in every way imaginable. His big burly hand and his forceful hip thrust almost shook his wife asleep. After edging for an hour and a half, his cock produced enough cum to make a small puddle on his sheets.
The next day, his eyes were glued to Greg. When he was calling on students to answer questions, he almost called Greg by his new Femboy name, Gale. But Greg noticed. The sly smirk on Greg's face when he noticed the near mistake by his teacher notified him that his teacher had done his research. And maybe, just maybe, his favorite teacher would pay him a visit someday at his work.
The rest of the week was hell for Adam. His hand and imagination can only do so much to clear his sexual thoughts. So on Saturday night, when Adam received an email from FemboyWorld, his tension subsided for a second. The email notified him that along with seeing where each Femboy will be working that day, he also had the option to pay $800 more for a private session with any femboy available. His fingers never moved so quickly on his mouse. He clicked on the link and to his dismay, there were already so many femboys who were booked. But as he scrolled, his anxiety was relieved when Greg was free for most of his time slots. This was most likely due to the fact that Greg was new and the customers were not acquainted with him yet. But Adam was. And his excitement went through the roof as he book Greg for a one-hour session at 11am.
Sunday finally arrived. As Adam was on his way to FemboyWorld, a ping of anxiety overwhelmed him. He started thinking, "What if I get caught? Would I get fired for going to a place like this? Would Greg even want to see his teacher? What if his parents spot me entering or leaving? What if I get put on an online perv teach list?" His hand started sweating on the steering wheel. But he fought through the anxiety. And after a 2 hour drive, he finally reached his destination.
And what a glorious sight it was. The size of FemboyWorld blew Adam's expectations. It was like entering New York City. Just so many stimuli to overwhelm the senses. The number of cars waiting in the parking pass line was astronomical as well. He thought there would be low traffic due to how obscene this place was but there were thousands of cars lined up just to enter.
He looked at the time and it was already 10:00am. His leg started to shake and his left arm started to tap the wheel. He was going to be late and miss his private session with Greg. There were at least 25 cars in front of him, reminding him of staying in one of those car parking lanes like in Disneyworld. 10:40am he finally gets to the parking attendant. And he finally realizes why the lines take so long. What was in front of him was a thing of beauty. Asian, short hair, a little bit of makeup to accentuate the femininity in his face.
"Hello, sir. Standard or valet parking today?"
"I, I," Adam was stuttering like a blubbering fool as he couldn't come to grasp how beautiful he was. He finally conjured up the strength to blabber out, "standard."
The beautiful attendant gets the ticket and hands it to Adam, "ok sir, here you go. Have fun at FemboyWorld! And for the next time, a valet pass allows you to taste some of my precum, you wouldn't want to miss out on that next time." He reaches out to grab the ticket and his fingers make contact with the smooth palm of the attendant. He looks over the booth and he can see the Asian boy's cock out looking extremely yummy. He felt more pleasure in that little touch than touching his own wife. He took a breath, gathered himself, and drove up 7 floors in the parking garage, where he finally found a place to park.
The line is even longer to enter the park. Adam made sure to wear a baseball hat, sunglasses, and clothes that he wouldn't normally wear to try and conceal his identity. But from what he can see, most of the men here are all wearing normal clothes. Only a few are dressed like him and from what he can gather, the sign of a baseball cap and sunglasses means it's a person's first time coming to the park.
