Dance master

It was supposed dinner with friends  but something happened. One minute I was having dinner, and the next I was on stage at some kind of club.

My clothes were tight, my body sweaty, and my breasts full. The cheering and the ambiance was intoxicating. I couldn’t stop dancing. Even if part of me wanted to sat I was a man, and I didn’t know how to dance, I was throughly and truly enjoying myself. The way my curves felt was amazing.

I don’t know what will happen next, but I hope I get to go backstage with that handsome guy in the crowd.