Theo's body thrummed and tingled as if electricity was coursing through his veins. He felt the sunshine beating down on his legs. No...that wasn't right, he realised. They were wrapped in something. Something tight and soft and covered in delicate patterns. He liked patterns. He liked painting them on things...with his spray cans. The image of a spray can popped into his head and he suddenly felt a jolt of panic but didn't understand why.
He sucked hard on his lower lip. It tasted like strawberries. He sucked so hard that drool dripped down his chin and fell in a huge droplet to the ground, which he now realised was moving. No, that was wrong. It was him that was moving. He gazed down and watched with fascination as the feet with the rhinestones and tiny little bows moved him forward – first one then the other – left then right. But how?
He looked up again and saw the lollipop clasped in his outstretched gloved hand. He wasn't sure why but he needed that lollipop. It would fix him. It was why he was walking...to get the lollipop. Yet, no matter how far he walked, it was always at arm's length from him. He cried out in frustration...a soft feminine scree and then a more guttural caw.
Theo needed that lollipop. He was desperate for that lollipop. He was hungry, he was thirsty...he was horny for that lollipop! His skin bristled again and he became hyper-aware of all the different fabrics covering his body – the nylon of the tights on his legs, the soft cotton of his dress, the shiny satin of the slightly too small panties that hugged his butt. He was still horny for the lollipop but now he was sweating too. Someone had just turned the sun up.
Theo kept walking and memories washed in and out of his mind. He remembered his boner – his stiff cock stretching that silky material while the girls looked on open-mouthed. The one called Aiko had been annoyed and poked him with the brush and he had felt shame – even though it felt good, but the other one, the American one had laughed. Not in the way a girl laughs at a tiny dick – it was the joy that comes with full head-back enjoyment. It was the same joy he saw in her face when she put the diaper on him. He'd had a boner then too, but no-one could see – and he'd got another one when Aiko had been brushing his hair. It wasn't his fault. It was that damned lollipop. If he could just get it, everything would be okay.
Theo felt someone stepping up beside him, holding his empty hand. It was the American girl. She reached out and held his arm, folding it at the elbow so that his hand moved towards his face. So that's how it worked?! He opened his mouth to greet the welcome arrival. Everything was okay now. His erection would be gone in no time, and all would be well...
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