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One night we were laying in bed having one of those post f***ing, time killing conversations when she comes up with the idea that I should dress as a girl to see what it is like. At first I refused telling her that she was out of her f***ing mind. Then I relented as she resorted to the one thing that no male can resist.  Like superman and Kryptonite, the penis and sexual stimulus, she threatened to cut me off from future sexual activity.

 

"Oh this is going to be fun!" She said as she picked out a dress for me to wear. " Let’s see now, how about this one? " She holds up this black mini skirt and a blouse for me seeking my approval. The only thing I could do was to look at her luscious boobs and say yes.

 

I never realized how much work it was for girls to get ready. First there is the shaving of the legs, or in my case we'll call it the scalping of the legs, the make up, panty hose, it was exhausting. Then when I thought we were finished she said to make the transformation complete that I would have to use a tampon.

 

Now she had gone too far. I went along with the dress up game and the make up and stuff, but there was no way that I was going to go along with putting in a tampon. God, were her boobs’ beautiful. I bent over and stuck in the applicator and whoo wee, did it smart! So much in fact that I cried out for her to remove it. When Darleen pulled on the string that was hanging out it broke. Jesus Darleen, did you have to break it?  " I yelled out.

 

No matter what we did, we could not remove the tampon. I pushed and Darleen even sat on my stomach, but to no avail. I was corked up tighter then a bottle of French wine. Exhausting all available resources in the bathroom I went into the kitchen and grabbed a fork.

 

EDITORS ‑ Hold it, that’s far enough. You told us that this story was crude, but digging a tampon out of your ass with a fork? Not in this publication