A Job in the Theatre Chapter 19

She slipped a tiny lock through the clasp that held the two parts together and locked it. Gary looked down to find his penis snuggly encapsulated within the clear plastic device. There was a slit at the end so he could pee. Other than that, his penis was rendered useless. He explored the device with his fingers, but could not feel his cock at all.

"Believe me baby, this is for your own enjoyment. You won't believe the orgasm you will have when this comes off," she said slyly. The look on her face sold him completely. He turned back to the mirror and continued with his eyeliner. This was all so wrong. He couldn't wait!

It didn't take Gary long to finish his face. Paula thought he did a wonderful job. She pulled the dark wig out and pulled it into place. The dark hair color was in complete contrast with his natural blonde hair. He looked so different. His critical eye knew just what to do. Gary adjusted it and brushed out the bangs perfectly even over his eyes.

Then it hit him. This was not for the stage. This was for his personal enjoyment. He felt that familiar tingle in his crotch. His cock began to swell, but couldn't. The device was preventing him from gaining an erection. He instinctively grabbed himself, but all he could feel was the device. The more he thought about it, the more his cock tried to grow. But it simply was not happening. He found the mixed emotions flooding his mind intriguing. He wondered just how long it would be before the device was removed. He turned to Paula and said, "I'm ready. What should I wear?"

"First things first girlfriend," she said pulling up an outrageous black lace bra. It was the same one Sarah used on her that first day so long ago. Paula showed him the silicone breasts inserted in the see-through cups with the slightly protruding nipples. Gary smiled as he slipped his arms through it and Paula fastened it behind him.

He reached down and cupped his new breasts. They felt totally real. He ran his finger over the nipples and felt his cock tug against the device. His mind was doing flip flops.