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I spotted a bike at a garage sale. "Looks brand new, good deal."
"Yeah but its a girls bike." said my roommate.
"Red is not a girls colour, it's fine, it has a full-frame." I said.
"But it has white wheels and stuff, you can't be seen riding that."
"It's a good deal I'm riding it home. Start getting that biker body, pull chicks."
"You don't pick up chicks with bicycles."
"There will be a girl on these handlebars as soon as I get that biker body."
"Just go to the gym like me." said my roomy.
I paid the head of the garage sale and took it out while my roommate shook his head. As I started my way home I realised it had been a while since I had pedalled a bike as I was getting puffed. "On the path to a biker body." I told myself. "Why do bike seats have to squish your balls?" I whined. As I continued pedalling home I gained my second wind and began to feel lighter. At first, my arm and leg hair was getting tickled by the wind, but soon they felt smooth, I assumed they must be slicked down by the sweat. My shorts and t-shirt began to feel very tight and riding up my legs, I never felt a t-shirt so tight around my chest before which was odd. As I continued to ride home I noticed men and teenage boys looking at me funny, maybe my roomy was right about the bike's colour, I am more used to people taking no notice of me. As I neared home the handlebars felt bigger in my hands for a reason I could not fathom, the pedals too. I noticed a car seemed to be slowly following me. I pulled onto the pavement next to the shared house. I heard a voice holler "Hey there hot stuff!" As I looked behind me something brushed over my shoulder, I saw that the idiot in the car was my roommate parking, I thought in his car he would get back before me, I had left my key behind, so I asked him "Can you let me inside?" gee getting puffed makes me squeaky I thought.
"Whoa that line worked... you're always welcome in my house babe."
I was confused "Why you calling me babe?"
"No offence, I will let you in."
As I dismounted the bike I noticed a jiggling sensation on my chest. I looked down and saw a pair of large knockers and small hairless arms and legs while long locks hung down over my ears. I squeezed my tender titties, pulled my hair, and felt the flat crotch in my shrunken shorts.
"Wow, that's a show." said my roommate.
"I'm scared, let me in!" I cried.
"Sure honey, I'll keep you safe." soothed my roomy, he put his arm around my shoulders and led me to the door. Each step juddered my wide hips so I lent into my roomie's body. I was always jealous of his muscles, as I lent into his taut torso I could feel my flat crotch getting all wet and tingly, as I fingered it again. I will save explaining who I am until after we do it, I thought.

Description
I spotted a bike at a garage sale. "Looks brand new, good deal."
"Yeah but its a girls bike." said my roommate.
"Red is not a girls colour, it's fine, it has a full-frame." I said.
"But it has white wheels and stuff, you can't be seen riding that."
"It's a good deal I'm riding it home. Start getting that biker body, pull chicks."
"You don't pick up chicks with bicycles."
"There will be a girl on these handlebars as soon as I get that biker body."
"Just go to the gym like me." said my roomy.
I paid the head of the garage sale and took it out while my roommate shook his head. As I started my way home I realised it had been a while since I had pedalled a bike as I was getting puffed. "On the path to a biker body." I told myself. "Why do bike seats have to squish your balls?" I whined. As I continued pedalling home I gained my second wind and began to feel lighter. At first, my arm and leg hair was getting tickled by the wind, but soon they felt smooth, I assumed they must be slicked down by the sweat. My shorts and t-shirt began to feel very tight and riding up my legs, I never felt a t-shirt so tight around my chest before which was odd. As I continued to ride home I noticed men and teenage boys looking at me funny, maybe my roomy was right about the bike's colour, I am more used to people taking no notice of me. As I neared home the handlebars felt bigger in my hands for a reason I could not fathom, the pedals too. I noticed a car seemed to be slowly following me. I pulled onto the pavement next to the shared house. I heard a voice holler "Hey there hot stuff!" As I looked behind me something brushed over my shoulder, I saw that the idiot in the car was my roommate parking, I thought in his car he would get back before me, I had left my key behind, so I asked him "Can you let me inside?" gee getting puffed makes me squeaky I thought.
"Whoa that line worked... you're always welcome in my house babe."
I was confused "Why you calling me babe?"
"No offence, I will let you in."
As I dismounted the bike I noticed a jiggling sensation on my chest. I looked down and saw a pair of large knockers and small hairless arms and legs while long locks hung down over my ears. I squeezed my tender titties, pulled my hair, and felt the flat crotch in my shrunken shorts.
"Wow, that's a show." said my roommate.
"I'm scared, let me in!" I cried.
"Sure honey, I'll keep you safe." soothed my roomy, he put his arm around my shoulders and led me to the door. Each step juddered my wide hips so I lent into my roomie's body. I was always jealous of his muscles, as I lent into his taut torso I could feel my flat crotch getting all wet and tingly, as I fingered it again. I will save explaining who I am until after we do it, I thought.