It was just another typical Friday night for a man called David. A tall scraggly man with short blond hair and wiry arms, he was currently engaged in his favorite after work activity: watching his home team getting creamed on live television. As with every Friday night around this time, he sat on his favorite stool, drinking his favorite brand of cheap beer. He had just completed a long, hard week at his lousy factory job and now was a time to relax, get a little drunk and watch some baseball surrounded by like minded fellows. The bar was a typical hole in the wall type of establishment with unswept floors covered in trash and the only ladies who ever dared venture into this cesspit were either with their douchey boyfriends or looking to score some kind of trip to wonderland. David didn't come here to pick up chicks, mostly because he was afraid of catching something nasty if he did. So it was quite the surprise for him when the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life walked through the door.
She was tall, a shade over six feet in height, with sharp features, just the right amount of dark makeup and vivid green eyes that seemed to stare directly into your soul. Her long deep red hair was pulled into a high ponytail that started at the top of her head and stretched down to the base of her butt. She was wearing a skin tight green shirt that seemed to be made of snakeskin, and it left nothing to the imagination. She had paired it with a tight shimmering green mini skirt that barely covered her round bubble butt. Her shirt had a heart shaped boob window in it that perfectly showed off her ample breasts and outstanding cleavage. Finishing off her outfit was a pair of thigh high vinyl high heeled boots.
She strode through the door like she owned the place and sauntered over to the bar. The eyes of every man there were on her, and by the way she was smiling, she knew it. They were all drooling over her, but the question of 'what is a woman like that doing in a place like this' kept all of the hounds at bay. The first words that slipped through David's mind was,
out of my price range.
She leaned over the bar just enough so that the bottoms of her breasts were resting on the counter top, enhancing her already fantastic cleavage. This also had the dual effect of raising her skirt up so that everyone could get a good eye full of her round, thong clad bum. She ordered a beer, then drank it while still leaning over the bar, gazing around at all of them. David soaked up as much of her body as he could, like he was trying to memorise what she looked like.
No way in hell I'd ever have a chance to score with
that.
He thought glumly to himself.
He resigned himself to finishing the rest of his drink, going home, jerking off to her memory and calling it a night. He had just emptied his bottle when he felt a hand snake it's way across his back.
"Hey sexy. Where are you taking me tonight?" a low sultry voice whispered into his ear. David snapped his head in the direction of the voice and found himself practically nose to nose with the woman in green. He felt his heart stop in his throat. Her eyes looked unwavering into his and seemed to flash with excitement. David suddenly felt afraid, but he couldn't figure out why. A faint scent of perfum tickled the inside of his nose. Quite suddenly, lust fogged over his mind and drowned out nearly every other thought.
Here was the sexyist woman in the world whispering in my ear, and I am not about to blow it, now.
With a wide and somewhat goofy smile David answered back, "I'll take you anywhere you want to go, pretty lady."
"Promise?" she breathlessly whispered back, and smiled at him darkly.
The next few hours were mostly a blur to David. The mysterious lady drank like a fish and David was determined to match her shot for shot. David felt the heat of envious eyes burning into his back from the other patrons, but he brushed it away and basked in his good fortune. He talked with the mystery lady and the ensuing conversation was laced heavily with innuendos, mostly from her. But he gleaned very little information about his sexy new friend. All he really learned in his time with her was that she was called 'Zee', or something like that, and that she was into some very naughty shit. Then again, given how quickly she was drinking David under the table, she could have been reading the encyclopedia Britannica to him and he'd remember just about the same informant as listed above. Suffice to say, by the time he stumbled out of the bar and left in her car, David could barely walk, let alone hold meaningful conversation, and thus his memory was equally affected.
He remembered only bits and pieces of the ride. He knew they drove out of the city, past the suburbs and into the middle of nowhere. In his drunken state, he assumed they were heading back to her place for some night time shenanigans. The fact that she seemed to be driving for miles and miles didn't register as a warning signal in his brain at all. Also he kept passing out.
After a long time she pulled off into a large driveway and parked next to a single floor building. David was still so drunk that she had to practically carry him into the small nondescript house she had stopped at. But, much to his surprise, she wasn't struggling in the least. In fact David could swear she was laughing out loud. Once inside the non-descript structure, she laid him on the floor and started fiddling with something on the wall. The next thing David knew, the whole room seemed to be sliding downward. It was at that point he felt that he should take a little nap and promptly passed out on the floor.
David had one hell of a wild dream. He was in a dark corridor, running for his life from... something. Dozens of women in green were pawing at him from every doorway he passed. Zee was floating besides him, laughing like a banshee. Then David found that he was not running at all, but floating majestically off the ground on a magic carpet. Or maybe it was a table? Then a bright light flashed in front of his eyes and it all went black again for a while.
When he regained consciousness again, David became quickly aware of two things. First was that he was laying naked on a cold steel table and the second was that there was an incredibly sexy woman poking and prodding him who was not Zee.
"What the shit..." he mumbled as he tried to get his head to stop spinning. If this new woman heard him, she chose not to answer as she continued to probe his stomach area. David was laying on his back in a brightly lit room on a steel table. It almost looked like a surgical bay from a TV show to his eyes.
This new woman was even taller than Zee, but her figure was different. Barely hidden under a white lab coat were massive set of curves that bespoke of a huge pair of boobs and thick curvy butt. She was wearing thin framed glasses and her dark brown hair was tied back in a loose ponytail.
David jumped as she prodded him in the side. He was ticklish down there! But just as he was about to say something, she suddenly stopped and straightened up.
