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He was cute with that swimsuit. Arnold ran a finger through his sun-bleached hair. The muscular movement of his fingers contrasted to the male with his son. Unlike him he hadn't guzzled girl cum. Not that he didn't like women. But, Arnold had always been careful to avoid having any of their cum in his mouth or anus; not when he was supposed to be penetrating them. Standing over the counter he leaned over to see if he could get the fan to go any faster. Sweat beaded down his back the more he stayed there. The cool breezes that his customers could enjoy didn't reach behind the counter very well. He wished he could go to his room in back where he at least had a window AC unit. Reaching into the shaved ice he got a cup so that he could fill it up for himself. Unlike the customers, he couldn't stand the paper cones no matter how big he might get them. He dipped some cherry and grape so that he could have a drink. "Bye mister," the boy said before he left with his mother. His attractive mother waved to with a big smile before he watched them both leave. Arnold like kids, they were always begging for more candy or some cold drink that would take away the heat of the sun. Without any customers, he could easily hear the ocean beating against the shore. Tourists were talking and laughing outside of his shop. Arnold walked towards the door; covering his eyes from the sun. Arnold took a deep breath before he watched the people playing on the beach. His huge sign was easy to see from everywhere. Not that he worried. The tourist season was actually going rather well. There weren't any real problems that would make him worry about his finances. The fact he lived here and was using a generator that he barely used meant that he was alright. The water bill wasn't that nice though. His eyes wandered to all the different swimsuits that people were wearing. Arnold remembered when he was a kid that men wore trunks and women wore one pieces or bikini's. At least that was how he remembered it. Now it was difficult to find swimming trunks. No one wore them anymore unless they were the rare male who hadn't changed like Arnold. Arnold looked around at the people playing Frisbee. They were a young couple. The male looked rather nice in his bikini. The way his breasts bounced in the top when he reached to catch the Frisbee made Arnold crane his neck. He leaned back to pull the bottoms out of the crack of his ass. It hugged against his pussy so that it made a line. The female of the couple wore a one-piece swimsuit. Her breasts weren't as big as her boyfriend's and she had a thick bulge at the bottom. Women liked to show their bulges at any chance. Arnold didn't feel that was too big a problem. Female cock was an interesting thing to see. And when you jerked them off they were very grateful. Some college age boys walked towards his shop. "Do you sell shaved ice?' They asked with the prettiest smiles. Arnold gave them a similar smile, though his eyes were roaming over their young bodies. "Yes I do. Come on in, have a seat," he offered. They waved to a few other boys who were swimming to run in. He gathered they had been the scouts to see if he was still selling. The line was rather modest, but that didn't bother him. "So out having fun during the summer break?" Arnold asked a tall blonde. He smiled sweetly. "Yes we are. I wish I could stay here all the time. But, school has to take priority." His soft shoulders went up and down, making his breasts do the same. Arnold took notice. Too bad he wasn't by himself he might be able to get him to have a little private time. "You do need to have your priorities," he muttered before he made sure to touch the other male's hand before he handed him his change. It didn't lead to anything to his disappointment. They were all in a group and chattered about what they had done for the day. School seemed to be a subject that they weren't interested in as they ate his ice. A group of athletic females walked in with their bulges in full view. He could see the outline of their dicks. They walked over to the boys to see what they were eating. Arnold frowned at being beaten by someone else. Not that he glared or anything of that sort. That wouldn't be good for business. "How can I help you?" He asked the woman who looked him up and down. She was probably thinking of feeding him her cock so that she could watch him change. Those kind of women were the most dangerous. You had to steer clear of them. That meant Arnold was going to be the picture of professionalism. The disappointment in her eyes at him recoiling from her was clear. "Some shaved ice please," she said with a quirked eyebrow before he served her. The day was rather good for business. Small groups came in regularly before the sun set. Arnold would have liked to stay later, but there were ordinances that meant that he couldn't. He leaned against the sliding door of his shop to lock up for the night. Cleaning took about an hour before he could get every bit of dust, sand, dirt, and spills off the floor and counters. He counted the till, and prepared the deposit for the night. A yawn creased across his face before he was done. He would be able to put a little bit more into the savings account today. That would mean even more for him to finally buy that lovely big shop on the strip. Maybe he would sell some refreshments or maybe something else. He wasn't sure. He closed the door to his bedroom before he fell right onto his hammock. It swayed with his weight. Reaching over to the bed stand he grabbed the remote to the AC unit. Hot sticky air filled his room. Arnold turned on the machine to drive it out and replace it with comfortable air. Sexy Mother "I want ice cream." The little girl shouted out to her badgered mother. The tired male was trying to get her to enter the shop. Her eyes rotated around the room to try to see if she could find some help. The children were rather young. The little boy probably weaned from his mother's breast only a few years ago. His sister was a few years older. "Ice cream," she repeated. "Yes I heard you. Do you have any ice cream?" She asked with a rather annoyed expression. He quickly pulled out two ice cream sandwiches. Both children quickly grabbed them. "Sit down," he reached into his purse that he kept at his side to get out the money. "You look a little worn out. How about I just charge you for one?" Arnold said with a big smile. He had noticed that the mother was rather busty in her cute little swimsuit. She was wearing a one piece that had little flares at the bottom to show she wasn't that risqu?. "You don't have to," he said with a little blink. The children were devouring their ice cream on the benches. "I want to. You look like they are running you back and forth. Besides for such a lovely man I couldn't help myself." His eyes stared deep into those lovely blue orbs. A blush creased across the mother's face. Arnold reached over to gently rub across his hand. The blush grew even wider. How long had it been for this young mother to hear that he was pretty? How long before any woman had told her that? They weren't used to complimenting a man like he might want. It was still a little foreign. Yet hearing it made a man's heart flutter the same as it had for his female counterpart. Arnold talked to her a little bit about the ocean. He recommended a few places that the kids might like to see. There was even a little shop that his friend ran that let them pet some sea animals under water. His friend was married, both were great with kids. Or at least that's what Arnold said. The mother paid close attention to what he said. The thought of being able to get the kids out of his hair seemed to be tempting. "I will have to visit them soon. Though what should I do while they are gone?" His mouth pursed a little bit. Arnold looked at the kids. They were finishing their ice cream with a gusto. Their fingers were entwined at the moment. Those soft digits were clearly massaging his hand in turn. "That depends on whether you want to bring your...." The mother instantly curled his nose at the mention. "That bitch is a harlot. I know it's normal to let untransformed males suck you off or anything else. But, she is constantly having guests over." That face was clouded with anger at the thought of his husband. "OOH mommy said a dirty word," the girl said from afar. The boy quietly finished with a stare at his mother. He instantly gasped. "Oh, I am so sorry I didn't mean to say such things. But, I think I will want something to drink later. Come on children we are going to find a place that has sea creatures." His head turned a little bit to show he was interested. That lovely pair of blue eyes was enough to make Arnold shiver underneath his t-shirt. The mother walked out of the shop to get his children under tow. They both complained before they walked. Wiping them of the ice cream was probably the first thing that he was going to do. Arnold forgot about the mother when another group of people walked in. This was a ton of local businessmen who were wanting a dozen different cool drinks. It was amazing to see all these older males who had transformed talk business in their cute little voices. White hair didn't get in the way and even wrinkles weren't a deterrent. None of them were wearing swimsuits, but that didn't bother him. Each of them were big tippers and that mattered more. The whirlwind of businessmen left him feeling a little tired. His change went right into the register before he closed it. The sensation of the drawer closing always made him feel satisfied. Maybe he would celebrate with something nice to eat. "That was busy," he heard from the door. Arnold turned to see that rather lovely mother standing there. His chest heaved slightly underneath the swimsuit. His hair was pulled back in a ponytail that framed his sweet face. Those ruby red lips were something that he could stare at forever. But, it was the blue eyes that always drew him forward. "So is it always so busy here?" His eyebrow arched before he walked over to the counter. Placing his elbows on the counter he leaned forward. "No it normally takes a lot more time for me to be able to get a crowd like that in. I gather all of them were just near the beach and decided to get some nice cool refreshments," he stared at those eyes with the male leaning forward. "I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to bring up anything bad." Arnold apologized sincerely with the other male just shrugging. "I don't mind. She does what she wants so when I find something the kids can do for fun for an hour or so it means I can do what I want. I don't normally see guys who haven't changed before. You completely free of any of their special sauce?" Her finger moved to touch against his hard chest. "I haven't touched a drop." That seemed to make the mother's eyes sparkle even more before he pulled back. "Can I come around the bar and see?" She asked. Arnold looked at the door to his shop. There was only an hour or so before night might fall. The slow time when he could prepare for other visitors was here. "Sure," he muttered. Those lovely hips moved with a sense of alluring enjoyment when he walked around the counter. Watching the way his hips moved and that lovely shapely ass seemed to mold into the swimsuit was enough to make his temperature rise. Arnold could feel his balls tingle. The realization that this was a man didn't bother him in the least. Transformed males and females were something that Arnold found himself lusting after. He moved under the counter so that he was now on his knees. Arnold didn't want him to have to crawl so he quickly moved towards the entrance. "Can I see please?" he asked with a little gasp before he reached under the trunks that Arnold wore to pull out his penis. Now many females were gifted with huge cocks that were almost a foot long. Arnold never had any kind of gift like that. He was probably only a little bit above average for length. But, what he didn't have in length he made up for in girth. His fat dick was something that made everyone gasp out. The mother wasn't any different when he saw such a thick thing. "It's so thick. Ooh I haven't tasted man meat before." That made both of them chuckle before those soft red lips kissed across his tip. The movement of his mouth forced the foreskin back to reveal his mushroom cap. The suckling of his shaft grew deeper with the mother forcing his cock deeper down his throat. A bulge grew down his throat forcing it deeper until his balls bumped against that soft chin. "Ooh that's good." Arnold ran his hands through her black hair, feeling the way that it rustled under his fingers. The O shape that the young mother's mouth made was adorable, and he moved slightly so that he could rest his ass against the wall opposite the counter. It also allowed him to see the entrance in case someone might enter. The mother pulled her mouth back, the bulge in his throat growing smaller before he thrust it back again. He had been only slightly erect when he first met him, now the motion of that soft throat made him rise. It forced him to raise his head slightly to force his mouth over his penis. The soft suckling noises and smacking of his lips every time that he forced the entire cock inside of his throat made Arnold moan. His fingers kept moving through his hair. His balls were tensing slightly with every thrust of his head. Those blue orbs were staring directly at his. Arnold knew that the mother wanted him to cum down his throat. The taste of male semen was something that he had to try. Arnold didn't resist any longer. He let the pressure building inside of his balls suddenly release. His pee slit opened to release the thick rope of semen down that lovely throat. His cock twitched inside, the mother pulling his head back so that some of it would spasm on his tongue. Cum dribbled down onto the waiting mouth. His throat bobbed as he swallowed, looking at Arnold with a new lust. Sliding one of the cases he got cups in the mother moved so that his ass could rest off the floor. He spread his legs apart to reveal the fat labia of his pussy. A little bit of his semen was around those ruby lips so that Arnold had to wipe it away with his finger. He lifted his chin so that he could lay his lips across them. The difference between the transformed and original male's lips was telling with the softness pressing against him. His soft little tongue slid out to greet Arnold's. It twisted like a snake around into the kiss before he leaned back so that he could slide the edge of his swimsuit to reveal his vagina. Arnold knew he had to be quick. The glistening of the mother's pussy showed how ready he was to be penetrated by a man. He licked his lips before he spread his labia apart to reveal the pink center. That was an invitation the shop owner couldn't turn down. He pressed his saliva and cum coated cock at the entrance of the mother's opening. With a little ounce of pressure, he slid easily inside of his body. A sweet little moan passed the mother's lips when his balls bumped against his ass. Having had children, the mother's cunt wasn't the tightest that he had felt. Not that Arnold cared. Right now, he had an attractive male right next to him. Pulling back, he forced himself deep inside over and over again. His hips thrusted inside of the wet entrance. The mother bit his lip to stifle any moan. He didn't want to give away what they were doing. Arnold slid one of the cups of his swimsuit down so that he could reach one of those lovely breasts. His tongue slid out to lick across the engorged nipple as he kept thrusting inside of him. The mother gasped in pleasure from the teasing. His pussy clenched around the invading member in enjoyment. Teasing the nipple with his teeth he gave it little flicks of his tongue every time that he nibbled across it. His balls swung with energy with every thrust. Thankfully the earlier orgasm had made him more sensitive. His tip felt like he was massaging it with silk. The mother crinkled her nose as she orgasmed. Her pussy clenched around his member, her body shaking. He kept thrusting, the now tighter entrance milking his shaft before he thrust himself deep within him. His cock exploded for a second time. Thick ropes of sperm flooded into the young mother who kept shaking. Wrapping his arms around his lover he kissed across Arnold's neck. "Oh, thank you," he gasped, shuddering slightly at the enjoyment. His pussy tugged at his cock when he pulled it out. Little droplets of semen dribbled out of his cunt. "That is troublesome," Arnold muttered to himself before he grabbed some paper towels to hand over. "Thank you. I can use a local restroom to clean the rest." That sweet smile was delicious to see. Arnold felt a little flutter before he received a motherly kiss on his cheek. "I must visit this shop again. Don't go anywhere." He winked towards Arnold before he stood up to get his swimsuit under control. Quickly he rushed to go pick up his children. Arnold grinned from ear to ear. It had been awhile since he found a nice mother to have fun with. They were always so guarded. Maybe he was lucky that his husband was a bitch. Thankfully no one came in before he started cleaning up. The shop was cleaned much quicker this time without interruption. He did think about telling his friend about the encounter. But, he decided against it. Right now he felt a little tired from his experience. Calmly he went in back after locking up. The entire situation was going to make some nice dreams later. Robbery The sound of dozens of voices filled the shop. Arnold rushed from one machine to the next. A huge number of different groups of people. So many had arrived the they were leaving after getting their orders because there weren't any more benches. Orders were flying by, Arnold trying to get them quickly. He had to almost bolt towards the back to get extra supplies of cups and ice. The conciliation was that he was getting a huge number of sales. He might have to order a few extra supplies early from his providers. The other positive that he could find was that there were tons of pretty women and men. They were all talking, but that didn't mean he couldn't get a good view of some of the rather interesting swimsuits. There seemed to be a new bikini that had a sock that let a woman's cock lay outside of the bottoms. The round shape of their balls remained inside of the bottoms for all to see. Arnold grinned at one of the women wearing the new uniform. She returned the smile before she got her shaved ice. That was something that he enjoyed seeing. Maybe she would visit again after he wasn't so busy. The last hour seemed to show that he might be really busy for the next hour. Not that he worried about it. His eyes wandered to the line from the woman with the cock sock. His hand moved to hand her the shaved ice before he noticed someone hiding near the end of the line. Arnold squinted a little to look at the line. There just seemed something off about her. The woman had a cap that she was sliding a little bit over her eyes. It obscured her face a bit. She was leaning a little bit with no one appreciating that she was there. Her fingers slowly leaned down into a group of talking teenager's purses. Their money slid down into her pocket. The line made it hard to see, but when he concentrated for a few seconds he could clearly see it. "HEY!! You," he said with a loud shout. The woman jerked a little bit before she suddenly pushed past a person entering the line. Bolting out the open doorway she forced her way outside into the sun. Arnold growled to himself. They were stealing from people in his store. "Give me a second," he said to the couple who were next before he pushed his hand onto the bar. Using his own strength he slid right over the counter to suddenly run after her. The line seemed to slide out of his way before he ran out of his shop. He could clearly see her running towards the boardwalk. Arnold knew he should call the police or something else, but she had chosen his shop. That was what rankled the most. With a run down the sand he could see that she was rather light on her feet. He felt the sand sink his foot with every step that pushed him towards her. She was gaining away from him when she got to the boardwalk steps. Her hat was still over her head when she was forcing herself up the steps two at a time. Arnold pushed himself, his thighs burning before he found a chair. Grabbing the deck chair that someone had probably left to go to the bathroom he used his strength to throw it towards the stairs. The bang against the stairs startled the woman for a split second before he could get to firmer ground. She ran even faster before he took the steps two at a time. He could feel the way that they clambered under his feet. Arnold kept pushing towards her. The thief pushed past a group who were trying to look into a shop for wedding dress. He almost slammed into them to, but twirled around them when he caught his arm around one of the women before he continued. She threw a garbage can in his way before he forced himself to move even faster. She turned a corner, which he quickly moved past. She twisted to the side to force herself around another corner. Her form ran into the back of a restaurant where she pushed a busboy onto the ground. Arnold ran past the boy who was trying to dust himself off the garbage he had been carrying. Sliding between two waiters was rather difficult. For a second he wondered if they didn't have breasts if that would have been easier. She burst out of the front door before he followed after her. Fatigue was getting to her faster than him. Maybe she was in worse shape than him, he didn't really think about it. Her foot hit an uneven board on the boardwalk, making her stumble. Arnold took his chance to lunge before he tackled her. They both fell into a heap on the ground. Angrily she tried to kick at him. His arms locked around her arms to hold them up before she struggled. The rolling of their bodies was something that he had to try to keep under control. If she escaped he wasn't sure he would have the energy to get their chase going again. Thankfully he didn't have to before someone grabbed the woman. With a strong yank, she was forced up and then forced against the wall. Someone at the shop had called the police about the thief. The boardwalk was very careful with thieves because they could ruin business. And if there was one thing that everyone cared about here was making sure that the tourists felt like they could do business. Arnold dusted himself off as the woman was taken into custody. With enough witnesses and the stolen items on her person the woman would probably not get away with it. He fixed his clothes before he gave his report to the policewoman. She was someone to notice. The uniforms for the boardwalk including shorts due to the heat. They were official police, but that didn't mean that they still weren't wearing clothes that might show off what they had. The officer was wearing the shorts a little loose; despite that he could still see her rather thick bulge. He also noticed that she was rather busty for a woman. Her breasts bounced slightly with every breath as she listened to his report. Her dark cream colored skin looked smooth with her long fingers writing down his statement. Arnold smiled at her. She was obviously of some descent that he hadn't met before. Maybe she was Brazilian, there were a few who lived in the area. Her long black hair cascaded down her back with her ponytail. "Anything else that you wish to report?" she asked him before he shrugged his shoulders. "No I can't think of anything else," he said before she ripped a piece of paper. Handing him the piece of paper she kept that rather blank expression. "If you think of anything else please contact me here," he held the paper in his hands before he looked at the paper. It had a formal note of where to contact her. But, at the bottom he could see that she had left a personal number. When he looked back up she had a cocky smile herself. "Talk to you sometime," she said with a little raising of her eyebrows before she walked with the perp. There might be a chance with her later on, Arnold thought to himself. Not that he would really press it right now that she was on the clock. That would be for much later. Arnold felt a little happier when he walked back to the shop. With each step he could see the line had dissipated. All that business lost because of a thief. He wondered if he would get any repeat business because of his heroics. Sometimes it didn't pay to be the hero. He sighed, hoping at least some of them had stayed while he was gone. Rainy Day No one was on the beach. Little drops of rain splattered right outside of the door so that Arnold could feel them bouncing against his feet. He had propped a chair right at the door so he could look outside into the sheets of rain. These were the days that he was glad and horrified about. No one went to the beach during a heavy rain storm. The waves were something that surfers might enjoy, but he was sure that no sane person would want to be out. That meant that he might have a handful of people show up, but they would be few and far between. He looked outside with the cool breeze from outside hitting against him. It was days like this that he felt he might want to invest in a television. Then he could watch the TV, while he rested. The customers might even enjoy having it in the shop. That might be something he needed to do. Arnold turned towards the counter. He had a pen and paper there, but standing up was just too much trouble right now. His eyes wandered to a few of the other shop owners. They were closing shop due to rain. At least he could get a show. Some of them were rather cute, the rain plastering their clothes to their bodies. A few surfers passed by with their boards. They barely seemed to notice that there was rain at all. Not that Arnold ever thought that surfers were very sane to begin with. An hour passed before he decided to close the shop. Taking down his sign meant that he got soaked all the way through. Thankfully he wore a swimsuit that he wouldn't get a case of wet underwear. That would have been a pain. Getting some sandals and an umbrella from the back he locked up the shop in order to get something to eat. The rain kept coming in heavy sheets that coated his feet in wet sand. That was something he would have to take care of later. The bell at the Burger King rang when he entered. There weren't many people here either. The restaurants at the hotels were probably busy with people staying inside. He looked around to see that he was getting the floor wet. Not bothered by it too much he walked calmly to the front. There was a teenager with a big smile. Arnold ordered the food without too much gusto. For a second he wanted to take the food home. But, he decided with the rain it would be best just to sit. Sometimes he wondered if he should read more when he ate. Staring ahead just felt so tedious. He had enjoyed reading when he was a high school student. Having the old habit might make exercise his mind. Arnold felt that he didn't need to become the stereotypical blonde. He didn't take long to finish before he walked out. Opening the umbrella outside he walked back towards his home. His eyes roamed over to the electronics department of one of the major department stores that was on the boardwalk. This one was lasting longer than the others at the moment. Arnold saw a young woman talking to the man at the counter. There were only a handful of men who weren't changed on the boardwalk. Unlike Arnold the rest were much older. The man behind the counter probably had fun with some of the ladies here back in the 60's. Not that Arnold was going to judge him for that. He didn't seem to be trying to flirt with the woman like he would have. The sight of the young woman did make him think though. Maybe he would call that nice police officer when he got home. Rainy days made good conversation pieces. Taking a Break Another rain storm came in a few weeks later. Arnold grumbled to himself. He didn't even bother opening that day because the cost of the fuel he would have needed would have cost more than he currently would make. He locked up the front door before he put the keys in his shorts. His umbrella opened with the rain pattering down. It wasn't as heavy as it had been before, but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to get soaked if he didn't bring the umbrella. Walking up the stairs wasn't too bad before he went to grab something to read. Arnold had meant to begin reading again, so he had gotten a few of the classics before he went to work a day before. Now he had a few of them in a plastic bag before he walked towards the local Italian Restaurant. It wasn't the best in the world, but then again he didn't expect that. The food was the middle of the road that beat fast food, but wasn't a specialty. Right now, Arnold couldn't afford the expensive stuff. The greeter smiled at him when he entered to check on how many he happened to have. Thankfully there was a small booth open that he could sit at. Arnold fell right into the seat before he pulled out one of the books he had brought. He wanted to catch up on his reading. Maybe he would be able to keep himself entertained without looking like a creep staring into space. The scent of the food wafted from the plates when it got near. He lifted his eyes from the page in time to see the woman's face before he smiled and thanked her. With a fork, he could eat with one hand, and read with the other. That made things rather nice before he finished his food. The waitress had been rather nice so he remembered to tip rather well before he headed outside again. The rain had shrunken to a drizzle. That was rather welcome news to Arnold when he went across the boardwalk. Each store seemed to have a different kind of sight for him to see. He stopped in front of the lingerie store. It had some French sounding name to draw in the customers. The mannequin was sporting a new pair of panties that let a woman stuff her cock into a sock in front. The way that they had to adapt the panties in the display was something that caught his eye. A smile creased across his face before he walked inside. The shop had a dozen different displays of underwear. Unlike in the past it had been divided between male and female lingerie. Female lingerie needed to be soft to cover the smooth skin of the female form, and at the same time protect their thick members. The dichotomy of the two was something that people had gotten used to. In the past, a man just browsing around the lingerie aisle was something that people might have taken notice of. Not this time, some women were looking for a few socks and checking sizes. Their bulges were easy to see in their swimwear. They just turned to look at him before he walked past. There was only a single male in the shop. His cute little body was stuffed into clothes that didn't fit right. He looked rather young, and probably just changed. "How are you doing?" he said with a smile. The young male jumped a little bit at the voice. "Oh, I am doing fine. Do you work here?" he asked with a little turn to see if there was any notice of a uniform. "Oh, no I own a shop on the beach. I just came inside and thought you looked a little lost." The way that he moved showed he hadn't bought a bra yet. His breasts were probably smaller than most at a C cup, but that didn't mean that they weren't bouncing with every movement of his body. "You did? Are you shopping in preparation?" he asked with a little curiosity. "No I don't expect to need to do that. Though I do find that those who have are rather fetching." Arnold raised an eyebrow at this cute little brunette. The male ran a finger through his short hair. There was a slight hint of a blush. New changed males weren't used to compliments, and how to feel when an unchanged male gave you one was probably very foreign. "Thank you. I am trying to find a swimsuit to wear for the weekend. But, I can't figure out what to wear." The male seemed nervous, even though he was more comfortable with Arnold around. "I can help you with that. What is your size?" He told him with a sense that he was just memorizing what size he happened to be. Arnold went to each little section with a dozen different one pieces and a few bikini's. There was a sense that this one would be rather lovely in any of them. When he showed the bikini's, the male turned bright red. "I don't think I am ready for that kind of swimsuit yet?" Arnold blinked. "Why not? You have a great body. I think you can show it off. Don't worry I am not going to judge, and if you try them and don't then we can pick something else." Lifting his arms the male went to the room to try them on. He moved himself towards a seat. There was always a sense of wanting to be a judge in a modelling pageant. Arnold felt that he would have to pull some major strings to get that kind of offer. The boy didn't come out to model for him, that was rather annoying. But, he remained patient. After about 15 minutes the brunette stuck his head out. "I....think I like this one." His nervousness worried Arnold until he walked inside. The male was fidgeting, his fingers playing with his hand as he stared at the mirror. His body molded to the bikini. The bottoms were hugging around his soft ass with a little cleft around his pussy. His breasts were nestled into the cups of the top with the outlying flesh just showing around. Arnold blinked for a second. "Wow that is lovely," he said. "Do you really think so?" The male asked with a little nervousness, Arnold just nodded his head. There was silence for a few seconds before he gasped in surprise, his face turning bright red. There was confusion on Arnold's part because he didn't know what might be making the male blush. Then he noticed that his erection was pushing a rather nice bulge inside of his shorts. "I think...I should go," he said with a turn. Arnold pushed himself to the door. "Wait, I am sorry, but this shows you how lovely you are. I don't normally get attracted to males. But, you are so lovely that I am just incapable of not getting this." The male was trying not to meet his eyes. Arnold was stretching the truth on this one. But, confidence was something that he could help him with. There was a long pause that felt rather nerve wracking. Then he spoke. "I have only been like this for two weeks. And I already forgot what it is like to have one of those," he motioned to Arnold's cock. "I know that my parents want me to marry the woman who changed me, but I am scared. I was scared to come down here. They forced me to get a new swimsuit." The male's eyes moved downward to look at his hands. "Well I can help you be less nervous about it anymore." Arnold walked into the dressing room with his throbbing erection. The look of surprise on his face was enough to know that he could just get the recently changed male to think about the idea. "Just to get you used to it. I mean another guys cock shouldn't make you nervous, right?" His eye perked up with a thought. Maybe he had thought about it the wrong way. There was a chance the male would just turn away from him. Or he might just slap him for assuming such a thing. The look in those lovely eyes seemed to be thinking it over. The young male bit his soft little lip when he looked at that bulge. "I have had sex before. But, never with a male." His eyes roved over the cock before he turned around. "Alright, but we need to be quick before anyone shows up." His fingers moved the little bikini bottoms aside so that he could see the little curve of that wonderful pussy in front of him. Arnold grinned to himself before he slid his shorts around his thighs. His penis gave a slight slap against his stomach before he looked behind him. The dressing room door didn't cover most of him, but he was sure that he could do this rather quickly. "You know this means you got to get that bikini." The brunette giggled to himself. His laughter made his breasts sway with the way that they laughed. "I gathered that. Besides, if this is how another man feels, then I am sure that my fianc?e will enjoy it much more." Even with that kind of comment he still looked like an innocent little boy. Not that it kept him from enjoying the sight. His erection bounced when he walked over to the lovely specimen in front of him. He gently massaged around the lips of that moist entrance. With a little push his penis tip forced his wetness apart. A gasp escaped his throat with his teeth biting into his lip in order to stifle any moan. Arnold slid himself all the way inside of him, feeling his balls touch against the back of that soft ass. The brunette dug his fingers around one of the rods. His long digits dug into the wood when Arnold pressed his body against him. His hands snuck up to grasp those cloth covered breasts in his fingers. Massaging the smooth flesh, he thrust his thick member inside. Both were able to keep the sounds of their love making quiet. No moans came from that dressing room. Still the wet smacking of his hips against his, the feel of his balls swinging was enough to make him feel the energy from them. He captured his nipples between his fingers to massage those lovely breasts while he thrust inside. The opening and closing of his pussy massaged across his shaft. He hadn't orgasmed inside anyone in a while, something that he regretted. The brunette's pussy clenched around his member with every thrust. Deep breathes filled his lungs every time that Arnold forced his thick cock inside of him. A little shudder ran through Arnold's body. Within a few seconds, he was pushing in deep. His cock ached within him. His mouth opening into a deep breath. Shorter thrusts filled his motions before he plunged outward. In that moment, he felt his penis expand. Thick ropes of cum that he had saved for days suddenly exploded into the young male's pussy. He gasped in surprise with the sense that he could feel his insides coated with warm male sperm. His pussy tensed around the member, Arnold finding that even with his cock half out of her he could feel that rippling pussy around him. Panting for air he pushed himself back, Arnold's cock sliding out of his pussy. He quickly grabbed the male's panties to wipe at the cum that was dribbling down his soft thighs. Arnold wrapped them around to put into his purse so that he would be able to at least not drip. Not that it prevented his scent from being on him. He blushed a little. The brunette leaned and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, I needed that." He winked a bit when he gently pushed him out of the dressing room. Bikini Contest "Get your ice cold ice cream." Arnold shouted outside of the door of his shop. The sun beat down on all of them like it wanted to melt them like the blocks of ice he could see moved into some homes. His eyes moved towards the few clouds, wondering why they wouldn't come over to block the sun. "Damn heat." H-e took a drink out of his lemonade that he had kept by the bar. The customers had been coming in to get something cool, but none of them had stayed. He was sure that they were running to their hotels to get into the air-conditioned comfort. At the same time, he was sure that the rest were running into the ocean. None of them would want to eat very soon before they swum. That might lead to cramps. Or at least that was the popular theory. He was sure that he had gone swimming without waiting, and had never gotten a cramp. The sun slowly moved across the sky until it lit up the clouds with it's strange hues of color. Dusk was always something that Arnold loved to see. Sometimes he would take a date or lover to enjoy the lovely atmosphere. That always seemed to work for his romantic couplings. When the sun finally set a wind blew from the ocean. It cooled things a little bit for him. Arnold looked around the beach to make sure that there were no late night customers. He walked inside to get the whole place cleaned. When he finished he felt like he didn't want to just abscond to his room. He wanted to go out. Putting on his sandals, Arnold walked onto the beach. There were a few pieces of litter. He sneered at the litter before he passed it. He could imagine that there would be some people who would pick them up for recycling or to just do something with them. People seemed to comb the beach for a variety of items. A large light could be seen from his peripheral vision. Arnold turned to take a better look at the large fire that was in the middle of the beach. There appeared to be a large crowd of people dancing and talking in front of a large bonfire that they had made from some scrap wood around the area. He stared at the fire with a thought that he might want to avoid the bonfire. But, he knew that there might be a bit of fun to be had before he walked towards the bonfire. Tons of women and men were mixed together. His eyes wandered to see that there were no men like him. In a few seconds, he could see that there were a few chairs that someone had set a little way from the fire to relax. A woman put a beer in his hand before he had the chance to refuse. With his shirt, he popped the top off in order to taste it. The local brew was something that he had gotten used to. This foreign beer was something that he hadn't tried. Not that the beer was bad as he swigged it down. Arnold walked cautiously around the fire. He'd seen enough bonfires go out of control. The fire department knew how to handle them, but he was sure that there were a million dangers. Maybe he was getting old for worrying about such things. Walking around the fire he found one of the seats was empty. He plopped himself right into the seat. The sand mixed under his toes before he heard the music. From this angle, he could see that they had a bit of stereo equipment rigged into a car. A DJ sat in the back of a truck that had the speakers. He was changing a few tunes so that the others could dance. Women and men were getting drunk and dancing around a fire on the beach. After a hot day, he could think of worse ways to spend his time. "Hey guys and girls," the DJ shouted out for a second. His voice was rather deep for a changed male. Though his breasts were rather big in a bikini top. For a second Arnold thought that the DJ might be the boy he had met a few days ago. But, when he got a better view he saw that this was a different attractive male. Maybe he might find a way of having fun with the DJ later. "We are going to have a little contest for you ladies. Us boys get so many opportunities to show our lovely tits and ass. Now I think today we let you girls show us those lovely tits and cocks. Bulges for the win," he chugged a bottle of beer, his throat working to get every drop of the bottle down. "Well this will be an interesting show." The women who had been talking with their male counterparts turned to look at each other. Beach party wins were something that everyone loved to attend. You could get coupons or other financial benefits to the local shops. For tourists the bragging rights that they could take home were even more beneficial. In a few minutes a dozen women had suddenly gotten into line. From his vantage point Arnold could see a dozen different styles of swimsuit from thong bikinis to regular one-piece affairs. He had to squint to be able to see the outlines of the bulge on each one. Well except for the thong wearer, her bulge was threatening to burst out of her bottoms. "Looks like we got a few more contestants," the DJ said with that interesting voice. Total Arnold could count 15 women standing in a line in front of the truck. There was a rather curious question of how any of them would be able to hear with how loud the speakers were. "Now we are going to need a few judges. I think three will be enough," he said before a few raised their hands to volunteer. Arnold moved to get himself another beer. There had to be a cooler with the beers or they wouldn't be cold when he drank it. He wandered around before a younger man got voted to be a judge. Arnold leaned forward when he found one of the coolers near the truck. He leaned down when he saw an older attractive male get chosen. "We just need one....hey look an original. You get to be a judge." Arnold heard the voice close before he stood up with his beer. Everyone had turned to look at him. He nonchalantly popped the top off of his bottle before he took a sip. "Yeah come on get in the judges circle." There was a slight whack to the back of his ass from one of the women before he went next to the two males who had found seats. "Here you go," the younger man said as he pulled it close. Arnold shrugged. Judging a bikini contest wouldn't be too bad. They might even dance or try to seduce him. The longer that he thought about it the more Arnold enjoyed the idea before he sat down. Each woman walked in front. The fire illuminated their bodies for all the judges. He could see their breasts sway and bounce with their movements. His eyes roamed across those lovely forms. Women did seem to have more muscle with their soft bodies, not that they were anything to what he had. Or at least that's what he told himself. Instinct drove him to look at each bulge. The bikini's and other swimsuits seemed to draw the eye to them. He felt a strange tingle the more that he looked at them. They seemed to sway with the women's breasts every time that he watched them. Arnold shook his head to get any ideas out of his head. Those were dangerous weapons if he wasn't careful. He had no intention of ending up like the two beautiful men next to him. "Now time for you to vote," the DJ said after they had all passed by the judges. He was handed a slip of paper that he quickly penciled in. He was supposed to vote twice, or at least that was what he remembered the rules should be for this kind of contest. There was a rather attractive redhead with a massive bulge in her bikini bottoms that was rounded by her fat balls and lovely ass. Her breasts weren't that big, but it didn't bother him. She had cut her hair short to her head, but that didn't bother him either. He handed the paper over with a sense that he might have more power than he thought. Another sip of beer slid down his throat. The liquid felt a little warm; he let it stay out too long. The sense of each lady in wait before the DJ got onto the microphone. "Well ladies I know each of you is ready to learn who won. The runner up is going to be number 7. Our redhead beauty." Arnold felt a little disappointed that the one he chose hadn't won. Maybe the other judges had talked when he stared at the girls. At least she was the runner up. He barely paid attention to who was the winner. Some of the people were congratulating her. Arnold went to get another drink from the cooler. He paused because he didn't really want to come back to the cooler repeatedly. Instead he grabbed a few to drink in succession. The DJ returned to music with the group returning to dancing. His eyes moved to everyone around the fire. Some of them were probably locals, but he didn't recognize anyone. Finishing his beers rather quickly he leaned back on the chair. His eyes closed to let him rest his eyes. Maybe the heat of the day had made him too tired to stay awake. Soon he drifted to sleep. He didn't know how long he had been asleep when he awoke. Stretching his back, he could feel the cool breeze from the sea. Since he had been used to the heat, the breeze sent a chill up his spine. "Oh, awake now huh?" an unfamiliar voice came from next to him. His eyes rotated towards the woman in the sand next to him. She was just finishing a beer. "Oh, the redhead," he muttered before he rubbed his eyes. Arnold should have checked his hand to make sure there wasn't any sand on his fingers. Luckily there wasn't any. "You know I do have a name." She leaned back to push her chest out. She was probably a medium B cup, her nipples poking through the material. Once upon a time that was the only way to tell that a woman was sexually aroused. Arnold could see the bulge in her bottoms throbbing against the material. She wasn't at full erection, but that didn't mean that her cock wasn't trying. "I am sorry. I'm Arnold," he offered a hand. "I'm Mary," she said with a big smile before she shook his hand. Her fingers were rather tough against his skin. Mary must work with her hands to have given her rough hands underneath. That was different from the others. Using his hand, she pulled herself onto his chair with her ass right against his lap. "Arnold, I saw that you are alone. I thought it might be nice to claim the last judge." She moved onto her side so that her legs were draped over his lap. Soon she flipped herself on the chair so that she was straddling him. Her throbbing erection was now a few inches from his own. "What do you have planned? And in public," he asked with a quirked smile. There was a sense that she had seen him with the others and had wanted a little unique male. "Oh, like there aren't others," her eyes moved towards the other judge's chairs. Arnold turned his head to see the younger male with a thick cock forcing its way into his pussy. The way he moaned was enough to make him wonder why he hadn't heard those sounds before now. When he turned, he could feel her cock rubbing against his underneath his shorts. The tip of her penis leaked a little pre-cum. A wet spot grew on her bottoms with every rub against his member. Their tips were rubbing through cloth so that in a few seconds her penis was at full mast. It stretched the material of her bottoms; they were designed for that. She rubbed herself against him until his cock was fully erect. Mary leaned forward to kiss his lips. One little short kiss was followed by more before she pressed herself against him. Her thick nipples rubbed against his chest. She worked her fingers down to let the tip of her penis slide out of her bottoms. It was flared at the top with a deep red color. Every time she thrust her hips her pee slit opened slightly. Her balls swelled. Arnold could feel his own erection grow inside of his shorts until it was throbbing against hers. His hardness felt like it wanted to burst. "Let's see who is bigger," Mary said with a rather mischievous smile. With her long fingers, she yanked his shorts down to reveal his member. Sliding down slightly she got the base of their cocks together. She was about an inch bigger than he was. "I win," she said with a little chuckle before she kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her tongue teased across his lips, her hips thrusting repeatedly. He could feel the bubbling inside of his balls reaching the base of his cock. Pre-cum oozed from their dicks. The fluids merged around their members to coat them both in the silvery fluid. Arnold could hear moans from the other beach goers, and hear the deep gasps of air coming from both of them. Their sounds filled his ears before he felt the pressure swirling inside of his belly. Arnold felt a little embarrassed that he was being taken so close to orgasm this quickly. Mary stopped rubbing her shaft against his. Little droplets of pre-cum oozed past her cock. Each individual droplet dripped past her cock onto the tip of Arnold's. "I am so tempted to give you the first drop of my cum. But, I can't ruin this." She gave the tip of his penis a little flick of her fingers. "So, I want you to milk my cock onto the beach." Mary moved so that she was now straddling him with her face towards the bonfire. Her soft round ass pressed against his twitching cock. More bubbles of pre-cum oozed past his pee slit to roll across the mushroom cap. She spread her ass apart to let him see her little rosebud. Her cock was pressing itself against her belly button. Arnold pushed his cock against that little ring. The pressure didn't seem to be too great. Mary had obviously had a cock inside of her ass before. She lowered herself to add some of her weight to his cock. The mushroom cap pushed backwards slightly before it popped inside. Arnold grabbed onto her hips to gently slide her downwards. His cock stretched her ass apart before her soft ass touched against his groin. Mary grunted when they bumped together. Arnold leaned forward so that he could wrap his fingers around her massive erection. "It would be very rude not to give you some special attention," he commented. Her chuckling made her body vibrate so that his cock felt the entirety of her movements. There was a question of how long he might last if he wasn't careful. Arnold moved his fingers across her slick shaft. His palm massaged around the little bit of foreskin that covered her tip. The movement bundled it over the mushroom cap underneath with a slight push back downwards. Mary moaned, her cock twitching inside his hands. Her hips raised so that his slick cock was sliding out of her ass. Then she slid and ground her hips. He could feel her prostate bump against the underside of his cock. Her penis twitched underneath his fingers each time. He massaged her shaft with his fingers. Each little push of his hand made it throb even deeper. She gulped slightly with the attention. Little bubbles of pre-cum were getting thicker the more that she thrust herself against his cock. Each time that she thrust down he was pushing against her prostate. That new sensual spot was something that many women enjoyed using. Unlike men, women seemed to enjoy having some anal fun with their friends or spouses. Mary was grinding herself so that the tip of his cock bumped against her prostate with every thrust. This teasing is probably why she came first. Mary's cock shuddered and twitched in his hand. A thick white rope of semen spasmed out of her penis. It spattered onto the sand with long deep breathes. Yet she didn't stop pushing herself down on his cock. The teasing of her prostate was milking her shaft. A few thrusts would gain nothing, but then another orgasm would rush across her body. Her back arched when the cum seemed to expel the batter from her balls repeatedly. Arnold was impressed that she could still cum so much. The orgasms made her ass tense around his cock. There were a few moments he felt that he might cum himself. But, thankfully no one was massaging his prostate. Soon he found himself thrusting up to meet her. The teasing was becoming too much. When she came again, a long moan filling her lungs he let out a slight grunt. His own cock thrust deep inside of her before he felt the release. The teasing had drawn out his orgasm so that he felt his semen flood into her. She seemed to enjoy the warm feeling rushing inside of her ass. She clenched around his cock, milking it so that he could coat the inside of her body. "Wonderful." Mary said with a little smile before she leaned back to push her back against his chest. Her fingers played with his hair. "I will have to get more milking by boy cock in the future." Teasing didn't bother him in the least. Arnold was glad he had decided to head to the beach. Police Woman Less tourists were coming in at the moment. The off season would begin soon. That bothered Arnold because he knew that any savings that he had set up were going to be eaten through. Sure he had set aside a bit for a proper store, but it slowed down his savings when he had to have two accounts. A rather tall woman walked into his shop then with Arnold turning to talk to her. His eyes blinked for a second when he saw her. She looked familiar, and yet he couldn't quite place who she was. The statuesque woman was tall with long black hair that she let cascade down the back of her t-shirt. Her breasts were rather nice, and he looked her up and down. Her bulge was something to behold. Most women weren't close to a foot long; Arnold was sure she was. "What can I get you?" he asked her before she sat down at the bar. "Just a regular coconut drink," her finger moved to point at where it was on the menu. Arnold moved a little bit to prepare it. With a flourish, he put the drink in front of her. The tan woman didn't seem to notice that he was trying to put on a show. He decided that this one would probably not be worth the effort. She worked on the drink, her tongue sliding to let the straw move around her mouth. Despite her strange drinking, he was sure that wasn't the reason that he remembered her. Where had he seen her before? "You never called me. I gave you my number after that robbery and you never called," she said with a bit of ice in her voice. For a second Arnold, still didn't get it. Then like a ton of bricks it hit him. "The police woman? I totally forgot. I was going to call you during the rain and then I completely lost it. I am sorry." Arnold said with true regret. He didn't like to leave people hanging. Best to tell them the truth to avoid conflict. "Will you forgive me?" He asked with that cocky little grin. She seemed to be rather angry still. A slight pause kept her from her answer. Then a sigh escaped her lips. "I suppose I can forgive you if you will escort me around the shops. I don't normally head there and a guide would be rather nice." "Of course, I know where everything is," he said before he looked at the clock. An hour wouldn't make a difference now. Arnold waited for her to finish her drink. She did so in a few minutes. That was enough time to try to remember her name. "It was.... Isabel right?" He asked. Her eyes opened wide for a second. "I didn't expect you to know or remember. Most ignore the names on the paperwork." "I make it my business to remember lovely lady's names." That cocky grin returned to his face. "Oh, I am sure you do. Though I think you need to remember that I still should get you back for what you did. Forgetting to call me." Her finger wagged a little. Arnold didn't mind. That meant that he had a little bit of a challenge in front of him. The shop didn't take long to clean or lock up. Isabel patiently waited for him to finish before he locked up. He offered his arm to escort her, but she gave it a slight slap with her hand. That didn't bother him too much. He looked over her body. The police uniform hid a lot of her curves and her muscles. Underneath the uniform Isabel was rather buff. She had muscular thighs and calves that showed that Isabel most likely worked on her legs. She showed the beginning of abs on her stomach. It made her belly button look like it might be preparing to disappear. Her shorts were cut-off jeans that were barely able to hold the bulge of her cock. If she wasn't wearing a belt it might have peeked out. Each store on the strip had its own individual ways of getting customers during the off season. They were preparing to get the best deals. This was when the locals liked to shop. He took notes on where he might wish to get clothes or even food. "I don't really know this area," Isabel admitted. "Why not, you seem to have been here for a while," she shook her head in response. "Not really. This is my first year working for this unit. I was a few cities over before this. There were beaches there, but each city has its own personality. Kind of like people. I even rent a simple studio apartment around here." "Oh, that has to be nice," Arnold commented. "Not really, it gets hot in there. And the AC doesn't do the best at keeping it cool when the sun is out. If I put it too low it would just freeze up," her mouth clicked when she looked at the front of the lingerie shop. He could tell that she was never one to worry about that. Her breasts were being held by a sport bra that would allow her the best movement. "I am sure it can't be as hot as my place gets." Arnold tried to weasel into her room. "Clever boy. I bet it can." It was obvious that Isabel got what he was trying to do. Not that she was going to mind. They spent about an hour looking at the different shops. Food, lingerie, trinkets, and a dozen other items for sale. When they reached the end of the strip she kept walking. The tall officer led him towards her studio apartment. It was on one of the taller buildings. The 3 story climb up the stairs showed him how out of shape he was compared to her. She bounded up the stairs like she wasn't even trying. He had to hide the panting breath that was needed to force air into his lungs. The door to her apartment did feel like stale air when he entered. He took a deep breath to calm himself. That deep breath gave him pause so that he could get his body in order. It gave Isabel enough time to ambush him. She grabbed his wrist to push him slightly against the door. The strength of her hands was rather surprising. He gathered that she had never been the soft girl. This was the stronger form that took to her new strengths due to her cock with ease. Isabel pressed her lips to his. It had a passion that he felt underneath his skin. She was testing him. This was something to see if he would roll over for her. A little smile creased across his lips. There was no way he was going to give in. He grabbed her wrist, trying to get the better angle. Their kiss took on the form of a wrestling match. Each of them was trying to get the other onto their back to be the one who penetrated the other. Arnold had been in enough fights to know that she could overpower him. He looked at her legs, trying to find an avenue. She had to move to get him onto the couch. So, he used his foot to hook and trip her. Spinning slightly, they both tumbled onto the couch. Isabel felt the cushions on her back. "Well shit," she muttered before she began to laugh. There was a strange sweetness to her voice. He might expect it to be deeper, but she sounded like any normal woman. She also was soft underneath his fingers when he moved them across her body to test it. She had muscles underneath, but he could feel the womanly curves the more that he explored across her skin. Isabel looked impatient at his teasing. He could see the desire to just get it over with. "Like you wouldn't tease me if you won," she had to admit that he wasn't making things up. Arnold lifted her leg so that he could slide himself between her legs. He unbuttoned her pants with a little slide of the zipper down. Pulling them down with her panties revealed her thick fat snake. It was rather smooth with a slightly darker tone than the rest of her body. For some reason, it made it look even bigger than he thought before. Isabel's cock seemed to hypnotize him for a few minutes. Her shaft was fatter than any he had seen. The thickness forced his fingers apart when he wrapped them around it. Crinkled flesh moved around his hand when he lifted it. The tip of her penis had a slight bit of foreskin that covered the bottom of her tip to just reveal the pee slit. His finger trailed between that little pee slit downwards to pu