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Phy is a little bit of a car nut. But due to the low income standards of his previous lifestyle, he had kept the idea of collecting muscle cars and other classic vehicles as nothing more than a mere fantasy. Today is different however, as Phy had spent the entire afternoon driving his newest car: A 1971 Chevelle SS. The kind of thing he could actually afford these days even though he struggled to believe it. 

He loved every single moment driving from one end of the island to the other through scenic routes while testing the roaring beast of a vehicle for hours on end. It had just been a fantastic day for him.

Phy Parks the car at a decently well lit lookout point before shutting the engine off. Pressing the pedals with high heels felt kind of natural after a surprisingly short while... "stupid high heels." he thought while suppressing the urge to think about sex. He looked down at his lap which hit him with the usual horny forbidden shock. Being once again aware of his body always did this to him, especially when his mind is preoccupied with something else for a long enough period of time. 

He felt the tingle of goosebumps spreading along his back and shoulders while he dwelled on how he was able to afford such a beautiful expensive car. He just had to step out of it and take another long look. The warm tropical evening breeze hit his naked legs and breast cleavage and reminded him that this was not a dream. He adjusted his dress and felt another persistent wave of sexual arousal, as though his primal brain decided to punish him for being so occupied with something else for so many hours. Phy sighed and ran his hand along the shiny smooth fender.  He circled the vehicle two or so times, admiring it's curves and classic shape.... not too unlike the shape of a beautiful woman...or a pair of expensive high heels. He shook his head and chuckled, trying once again to wrap his brain around the idea that this car is truly 100% his. 

Another forbidden feeling caused his heart to race. His imagination ran wild and suddenly the temptation was too great to resist. Phy looked around and made sure that he was alone. He pulled the straps off his shoulders and slid the black tube dress off with a wiggle of his large hips. His dress slid down his legs and bunched up at the floor at his feet. He began to shudder at the alarming X rated vibe upon  seeing and feeling his woman nudity that was so different from what he remembered masculine nudity being like. This was really happening again. 

Phy let out a nervous giggle upon realizing that he truly had become that beautiful naked woman who'd pose next to the car of his dreams and it was seriously not something he could have ever imagined becoming a real life experience. His naked rear against the cold metal of the car really woke him up to the reality of his situation. 

"I really am a pervert." he said to himself as a big horny grin spread across his face.  "Such a naughty naughty girl...hehe" 

In a sudden fit of lust and passion he kicked his dress clear over the lookout cliff and immediately regretted his horny idiot impulsiveness. He shivered and tried his best to cover his woman nudity, feeling suddenly sober and vulnerable. 

"what the HELL am I DOING?!

Phy stood there in silence for what felt like minutes, taking in the strangeness of his vivid 'naked lady without any clothes" experience. 

"THE KEYS!!! where are they?!" 

 Phy gulped and began to panic, wondering if he had maybe left them bunched inside his dress...which would mean they had fallen god knows where 100s of feet below. As frustrated as he is about the moment he could not shake the erotic thrill of being a naked woman... in public... stuck... helpless....horny. 

"Am I getting off on this??!?" he thought. 

Phy looked around frantically, more and more certain that his keys were long gone and that he was fucked.  It dawned on him that being an embarrassed butt naked woman trapped in a public space was a HUGE humiliating turn-on in spite of his logical desire to not be in this situation. A nervous horny grin spread across his face as he knew for sure that he is going to remember this moment for the rest of his life. 

"OH THANK GOD"

Phy sighed with relief. The keys were left in the driver's seat the whole time. He quickly got his naked jiggly curvy self back into the car and started it up...the roar was as powerful as ever. Phy shuddered and giggled. Hornier than ever and relieved that he could now go home safely. He tried his best to not think too much about how he was then at that moment a beautiful naked woman driving home in a beautiful expensive car...  He tried not to think about how this car was bought entirely on money that was earned by him spreading his legs in front of the camera and entertaining men with his vagina... he tried not to dwell on how badly he wanted to be man-handled and fucked on his new car... He thought of at least 4 or 5 friends who might be more than happy to do that to him at a moment's notice too... 

He drove into his garage and sighed with relief that he had made it home without incident. At that moment he made himself a promise: "From now on, I will get my rocks off BEFORE going for a ride in my expensive beautiful car. There's only so much excitement a guy like me can handle at once." 



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Anonymous

Ohh I love the classics. I’m more of a Deville guy myself

DarkRyNo

DAMN!