Trannies in Space

Dekker stripped and washed, shivering as he did so. There was very little power on this world, part of the reason that power cells were in such demand. As the rapidly chilling water and grainy soap met his body, he closed his eyes and yearned for a luxurious zero gravity shower. While he was at it he imagined a better hotel and a high priced prostitute after a night on out the town in one of the Capital Worlds.

He heard the door opening, and splashed what water was left to rinse off. "Out in a minute!"

Dekker didn't bother to change or dry off before walking back into the room. He doubted whoever the innkeeper had arranged for the night would mind. People who sold their bodies put up with a lot worse than a suddenly appearing naked customer.

He found a wispy little woman, around 20 years old, barely five feet tall. She was wearing a lacy pink babydoll neglige, and nothing underneath that he could see. She had whitish blonde hair, short, that framed a small featured face and blue eyes. Her lipstick was cherry red and her makeup was done fairly well, considering the hour. Dekker wasn't surprised. The town could barely afford power, so it couldn't afford to skimp on quality whores for visitors.

"Evening," The woman said in a husky voice.

"Morning." Dekker replied. The sight of her petite body was already filling his heart with lust. Uncovered, his cock was already stirring despite the lukewarm wash up he'd just undergone.

"I'm Penelope." She said, and smiled her most professional smile. And twirled to show off her entire body. She lifted the neglige to reveal a small but round ass, barely clad in a pink g-string. "Am I to your liking?"

The sight of the string being swallowed by her pale white cheeks was already stiffening his erection. A reply seemed unnecessary.

"Get my towel from my bag. Dry me." Dekker ordered.

Penelope knew her stuff. Within a moment she had snatched up his towel and was going to work drying and cleaning the last remnants of the makeshift bath he'd taken. The sight of the young woman kneeling before him and her hands on his body was enough to make him shiver. This time it had nothing to do with cold water.