Magic Market Mishap - Part Seven

Fetching the three-pack of condoms as quickly as I can after they fall from the machine, I begin to walk back towards the stairs. As I reach the first step I hear the doors open, whipping my head around to see a rather athletic-looking redhead wandering in through the external doors. A thin sheen of sweat covers her tanned skin, her trim stomach and tight musculature showing thanks to her clingy green top and black shorts. Her hair is bright red, most of which is tied back in a ponytail with a few curly strands dancing around her face.

Magic Market Mishap - Part Five

As I stand in the dimly lit room, prodding my engorged chest and shivering in the space between the start of the 'makeout' cubicles and the stairs, I hear someone approaching me from behind. Suddenly there is a tap on my shoulder, causing me to spin around and look up at the shy nerd. I'm not sure if it was from my new angle on the short young woman, now standing at least three inches shorter than her, or if it was due to the fact we were far closer than before but I'm able to make out a little bit more of her body beneath the baggy clothes. Underneath her oversized Dungeons and Dragons shirt appear to be a modest pair of B-Cups, accompanied by a narrow waist and an adorably slight set of hips.

"So..do you play...games?...WoW?" she mutters nervously, eye eyes darting between my own and the floor as she strains to maintain eye contact.

Magic Market Mishap - Part Six

"So Shortstack, what do ya say?"

I writhe in my seat as I look up at Lucy, slack-jawed at the suggestion and completely dumbfounded. Of course I shouldn't, this was all insane. Not even an hour ago I had been at the market on the other side of the god damn city, and now here I was nearly a decade younger than I should be and with numerous mix and matched traits.

However, I was a young man again and that came with the surging hormones begging me to take me up on her offer. I can feel my blood boil, my cock pulse, and painfully strain against my jeans. Lucy smirks down at me, obviously enjoying her newfound sense of power and the sight of my discomfort mixed evenly with an overwhelming sense of arousal.

"Come on shortie" she whines in a playful fashion, leaning back on the table. "I don't have all night"

Magic Market Mishap - Part Four

Looking around the large hall I begin to take stock of the people intermingling around the tables and the makeshift dance floor. More and more people file in by the minute, nervous or excited-looking college students unsure what to expect from their first 'party'. As I move around the room, steering clear of the painfully loud speakers, I notice quite a few other students, all doing their own thing.

Magic Market Mishap - Part Three

 

"You don't remember?" the mystery woman says quizzically, cocking an eyebrow. She shuffles back into the hallway a little, looking to the left as she looks into another room. "Tonight. Tonight is the dorm's welcome party" she explains, shaking her hips in a little dance and raising her hands.

Magic Market Mishap - Part Two

I'm pulled from my train of thought as I turn into the main hallway of my apartment, finding myself sharing the space with Kelly, Margret, Haley, and Rachel.

Magic Market Mishap - Part One

It was the early evening, the sun slowly slipping beyond the city skyline that looms over the crowded market I had found myself in. This time of year, the cold months, meant one thing around my home, that the night markets would be in full swing.

Rugged up in a heavy woolen jacket and wearing a thick pair of gloves I wander between te plethora of stores. Many are welcome sights, pop-up restaurants that are here each and every year for the night markets as well as those that simply never leave. Large crowds jostle around the the front counters and tall standing heaters, vying for space in the limited warm areas.