Small Packages

By Lara Longstaff

Dave didn't know what to do, not when it came to women. Sure he was tall, athletic, handsome, and reasonably successful for a man not yet 30. But that didn't mean he had much luck with the ladies. That is until one day when not one, but two women fell right into his lap, two very different women.

Becky was the smoking hot redhead from his gym. Her body fulfilled his every desire, tall, tan, and stacked, she was a dream come true. She wanted him for his body, as a plaything. She made it very clear that he would be little more than a toy for her amusement, and amuse her he'd better!

Sophia was the cute little blonde he ran into at his favorite bookstore. Adorable and witty, she seemed just as interested in his mind as his body. Physically she she wasn't exactly his type, not with her slim hips and almost nonexistent bust, but she made him laugh.

One woman harbored a big secret, however, one that would tip the scales and help Dave decide just what he wanted and needed to be happy!

A sexy little romance between a handsome man and a very well-endowed shemale sure to please anyone who loves girls topping boys!

Author's Note: All characters depicted are fictional and over age 18.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lara Longstaff
• Release date: Apr 26, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310819193

Lara Longstaff

Hello there!I'm Lara, and I've got a few fantasies I'd love to share with you. But before you get down to reading my tales of futanari lust, let me tell you about myself.I'm 28 years old, single, but soon to be married to my long-time boyfriend, David. We hail from the Midwest of the good ol' USA. My hobbies are many and varied, but first among them are girls who have "something extra"! While I mostly prefer to fantasize about other futanari and such, sometimes my mood swings and I really get the urge to reverse roles with a cute guy, so most of my stories are of one of those two themes.Most of my stories are available on Amazon.com, so be sure to check them out there, too!I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I do writing them!XOXOXOL.L.

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Small Packages

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Lara Longstaff

Copyright 2015 Lara Longstaff

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All characters depicted are ficitonal and over the age of 18.

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Come again? Dave gulped, not quite believing what he'd just heard. The cute little blonde had to be pulling his leg!

It's true! she giggled. Should I call maintenence? I think you're about to pee your pants! She cocked her hip and looked up at him over the rim of her big nerdy glasses. She was a tiny little thing, maybe only five feet tall, Dave reckoned. Even perched on those cute pink, peep-toe heels the top of her head barely reached the center of his chest. She wore a gray knit dress that showed off a lot of leg and hugged her slender, boyish figure. With her slim hips and barely-there breasts, one might think she was just a kid, especially with her long blonde hair pulled to the sides in pigtails. A glance at her face dispelled that illusion. She was a grown woman all right. Well, not exactly a woman, it turned out.

I'm calling bullshit on that, Dave finally managed to speak. He'd been rejected a lot lately, despite being what every girl supposedly dreamed of. Tall and muscular, with broad shoulders, nary an ounce of fat, rich black hair and bright blue eyes. He looked like a comic book superhero. Without the tights, of course. Even so, he just couldn't seem to find a date. He'd never heard this particular excuse before, though!

I swear to God! I was born Maurice, if you can believe that, she said, taking a sip from her cappuccino. My grandparents still send me Christmas cards made out to that name! Talk about living in denial! she shuddered.

Look if you're not interested, you could just say so, Dave said. He'd been running into this girl at his favorite bookstore for weeks now. She seemed to have taken up residence in the coffee shop area, working from her laptop day after day. He'd made casual conversation, even flirted with her. But when he'd finally gotten the nerve to ask her out, she calmly informed him that she was a transsexual, of all things!

Oh, it's not that! she patted his brawny forearm and set her coffee on the table next to her computer. "How often does a gal like me run into