Pussy Katnips gets a Job!
Jul 27, 2018 15:07:13 GMT -5
Post by themirrorthief on Jul 27, 2018 15:07:13 GMT -5
Pussy Katnips farted loudly and killed another beer. Her day was going badly. She had run out of reefer and hard liquor. Cheap beer was ok but nothing special. There was only fourteen cents in her piggy bank.
She might have cried except she never cried and besides she was pretty drunk from all the beer. A knock came at the door. It was her creepy uncle Lars from California. She had heard he was staying in town but she hardly expected a visit. "Pussy, my darling girl. I'm so glad to see you my dear."
Pussy farted again and quickly unbutten her blouse a little bit. Somehow she recalled that Lars liked boobs. At least she remembered somebody liked boobs, maybe it was him...?
"Oh my dear, you are looking as lovely as ever, especially your boobs. They are actually quite magnificent...when did you get the money to fix them up?"
"They are real Lars, there is nothing fake about me, what the fuck do you want? I am flat broke."
Lars fished a hundred dollar bill out of his wallet and lay it on the table beside Pussy katnips. "I have a job for you my dear. I have a big real estate deal going down and I was thinking that a little nookie for the customer might just close the thing in my favor. There is another c note for you when the customer is satisfied."
"I am not a hooker you Jackass." Pussy lied. He was a relative after all and a girl has a reputation to protect...occasionally.
"Oh no, you will like this John, err...I mean fellow. He is rich and good looking and young. He is the type that craves excitement though, the kind of excitement that only a sweet young hottie like you can provide."
Pussy looked annoyed but she could smell more money in the works. "No anal sex Lars...I'm not that kind of girl anymore."
"Just meet him at this address, its his hotel room. Be there at twelve midnight. Wear something nice and use deodorant."
Then he lay another hundred on the table. "You get two more of these when the job is done and oh yeah..." Lars reached into his pocket and brought out a healthy bag of weed. Just a little present from your favorite Uncle dear.
In a way he was her favorite Uncle. After all he was the only one that hadn't raped her when she was a kid. She purred at the sight of the weed and then stuffed it into her shirt. Lars left and Pussy got stoned. It was nice to be totally ripped. She drank her last beer and fondled the two hundred dollar bills. It was a shame a nice girl like her had to put out to make this kind of cheese but it was a tough world...even for a smoking hot, slightly handicapped babe like Pussy. The world was always tough on Pussy. So many complete dicks on the prowl you know?
That night Pussy showed up at the hotel. She was pretty drunk, having downed a pint of bourbon and washed it down with wine. Still, she was walking ok and her makeup was still where it was supposed to be. She knocked loudly.
To her utter amazement a young boy about fourteen answered the door. Pussy stumbled for words. "Er...are you the guy that I am supposed to meet her? The one that knows Lars?"
"Yes, I am considering buying some property from him. He said he would get me laid if I sealed the deal. He is a very nice guy, gave me some reefer too."
Pussy shrugged and went in. It was a damned nice place, lots of extras. "You seem kinda young?"
"I am very rich, I am in a boy band. We make shitloads of money and my parents leave me alone so long as I send them a few bucks now and then. I am pretty independent. Could you take off your clothes please? I am anxious to get started."
Pussy stripped down to her birthday suit. The kid's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "Holy shit," he exclaimed loudly. Lars just became my new best friend."
"Hold on a second junior. Let's get high first and could you put on some music?" The kid nodded, "My name is Tip by the way."
"My name is Pussy but you can call me Ms Katnips."
They smoked some weed while Tip played with her boobs. He had a huge erection. Pussy was a little impressed by his package and she started to purr. "Are you a virgin?" Pussy asked politely.
"Yes, are you?"
"Not really, does it matter?"
"Hell no," Tip replied, "I was just making small talked hottie butt."
Pussy reached for his package and touched it gently at first and then very firmly. Her grip was strong and Tip was gasping for air. They went to the bed and got it on like Donkey Kong. Later Pussy smoked a cigarette and sipped on a pint of Jim Beam. "That was freaking incredible," Tip managed.
"I get that a lot sweetie," Pussy purred. "You werent so bad yourself big guy."
Early next morning Pussy left. She went shopping for a new outfit and some more booze. She hooked up with Lars and collected the rest of her cash. She didnt mention that Tip had given her five hundred dollars.
Late that night Pussy lay in her bed smoking her last joint for the day. After she finished the weed she knelt by the bed and said her prayers. It was a simple prayer..."Thank you Lord for everything, especially the money and chronic. And thanks for the nice job you gave me."
The next morning Pussy got up early and stretched out her stiff muscles. She wrote a letter to her old Mom and slipped a fifty inside. She put it in the mail and then went to the park and got stoned. The sun was shining and she felt like masturbating right then and there. However, she was a nice girl so she didn't.
She might have cried except she never cried and besides she was pretty drunk from all the beer. A knock came at the door. It was her creepy uncle Lars from California. She had heard he was staying in town but she hardly expected a visit. "Pussy, my darling girl. I'm so glad to see you my dear."
Pussy farted again and quickly unbutten her blouse a little bit. Somehow she recalled that Lars liked boobs. At least she remembered somebody liked boobs, maybe it was him...?
"Oh my dear, you are looking as lovely as ever, especially your boobs. They are actually quite magnificent...when did you get the money to fix them up?"
"They are real Lars, there is nothing fake about me, what the fuck do you want? I am flat broke."
Lars fished a hundred dollar bill out of his wallet and lay it on the table beside Pussy katnips. "I have a job for you my dear. I have a big real estate deal going down and I was thinking that a little nookie for the customer might just close the thing in my favor. There is another c note for you when the customer is satisfied."
"I am not a hooker you Jackass." Pussy lied. He was a relative after all and a girl has a reputation to protect...occasionally.
"Oh no, you will like this John, err...I mean fellow. He is rich and good looking and young. He is the type that craves excitement though, the kind of excitement that only a sweet young hottie like you can provide."
Pussy looked annoyed but she could smell more money in the works. "No anal sex Lars...I'm not that kind of girl anymore."
"Just meet him at this address, its his hotel room. Be there at twelve midnight. Wear something nice and use deodorant."
Then he lay another hundred on the table. "You get two more of these when the job is done and oh yeah..." Lars reached into his pocket and brought out a healthy bag of weed. Just a little present from your favorite Uncle dear.
In a way he was her favorite Uncle. After all he was the only one that hadn't raped her when she was a kid. She purred at the sight of the weed and then stuffed it into her shirt. Lars left and Pussy got stoned. It was nice to be totally ripped. She drank her last beer and fondled the two hundred dollar bills. It was a shame a nice girl like her had to put out to make this kind of cheese but it was a tough world...even for a smoking hot, slightly handicapped babe like Pussy. The world was always tough on Pussy. So many complete dicks on the prowl you know?
That night Pussy showed up at the hotel. She was pretty drunk, having downed a pint of bourbon and washed it down with wine. Still, she was walking ok and her makeup was still where it was supposed to be. She knocked loudly.
To her utter amazement a young boy about fourteen answered the door. Pussy stumbled for words. "Er...are you the guy that I am supposed to meet her? The one that knows Lars?"
"Yes, I am considering buying some property from him. He said he would get me laid if I sealed the deal. He is a very nice guy, gave me some reefer too."
Pussy shrugged and went in. It was a damned nice place, lots of extras. "You seem kinda young?"
"I am very rich, I am in a boy band. We make shitloads of money and my parents leave me alone so long as I send them a few bucks now and then. I am pretty independent. Could you take off your clothes please? I am anxious to get started."
Pussy stripped down to her birthday suit. The kid's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "Holy shit," he exclaimed loudly. Lars just became my new best friend."
"Hold on a second junior. Let's get high first and could you put on some music?" The kid nodded, "My name is Tip by the way."
"My name is Pussy but you can call me Ms Katnips."
They smoked some weed while Tip played with her boobs. He had a huge erection. Pussy was a little impressed by his package and she started to purr. "Are you a virgin?" Pussy asked politely.
"Yes, are you?"
"Not really, does it matter?"
"Hell no," Tip replied, "I was just making small talked hottie butt."
Pussy reached for his package and touched it gently at first and then very firmly. Her grip was strong and Tip was gasping for air. They went to the bed and got it on like Donkey Kong. Later Pussy smoked a cigarette and sipped on a pint of Jim Beam. "That was freaking incredible," Tip managed.
"I get that a lot sweetie," Pussy purred. "You werent so bad yourself big guy."
Early next morning Pussy left. She went shopping for a new outfit and some more booze. She hooked up with Lars and collected the rest of her cash. She didnt mention that Tip had given her five hundred dollars.
Late that night Pussy lay in her bed smoking her last joint for the day. After she finished the weed she knelt by the bed and said her prayers. It was a simple prayer..."Thank you Lord for everything, especially the money and chronic. And thanks for the nice job you gave me."
The next morning Pussy got up early and stretched out her stiff muscles. She wrote a letter to her old Mom and slipped a fifty inside. She put it in the mail and then went to the park and got stoned. The sun was shining and she felt like masturbating right then and there. However, she was a nice girl so she didn't.