Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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I was driving home from college for spring break and to celebrate my 19th birthday at home. It was a four hour drive and I got a very late start after having helped my girlfriend and her friends pack their car for Panama City. At midnight, I was still 150 miles away and totally exhausted. I decided I would drive into a rest stop to get a little sleep so I would get home safely. As soon as I parked and put my seat back, I was out.
When I awoke, there were only 2 cars in the parking and only 1 semi parked in the truck lot. I had to pee very badly when I sat up, noticing now it was 2:30am. I entered the visitors center and it was hard not to notice the only person in there. He stood about 6'3", 280 with grey hair and a military haircut. He was wearing a short sleeve shirt, stretched by his muscles and growing middle. He had on jeans with a big belt buckle, boots and looked very intimidating.
As I walked past him, he was staring hard at my 5'8", 150 lb. frame and making it obvious. I unfortunately wore only tight shorts, a tank top and sandals with my shoulder length brown hair tied back. To break the tension I said hello to him.
He said, "Hello sweetie!" as he followed me into the restroom. My heart was beating out of control as he started using the urinal next to me. I thought I was going to get beat up and robbed until he started talking.
"You suck cock sweetie?"
"No, I'm straight." I said nervously.
"Then why are your arms and legs, and I would guess the rest of your body shaved smooth like a girl?"
"I am a swimmer and besides my girlfriend likes me like that", I said defensively while trying to head for the door.
He grabbed my arm to stop me and as he spun around, I could see his cock had not made it into his pants yet. My eyes locked on his uncut python that was 8" limp and as thick as my forearm.
"No need fighting me sweet cheeks. The door is locked and I put up the out of order sign. We have some time now for you to show me all your girlie features. You can call me Daddy Buck. We'll get to know each other real well. What's your name little bitch?"
"I-I-I'm Timmy" I stammered as I oddly remained focused on his cock. I was feeling so weak in front of this strong, masculine man about 30 years my senior.
"I'll call you Tina. It can be your new sissy name." He said this casually as he reached down and cupped my face, driving his sloppy tongue deep in my mouth. He then placed my hand onto his rising cock and I instinctively began stroking it.
All I could think was I have got to get the fuck out of here. And while I am thinking that, my hand was covered in precum and I am latched on to an 11" rock hard cock so thick I cannot close my fingers around it. Daddy Buck's tongue was so deep in my throat I was gagging and had saliva running down my chin, soaking my tank top. I could see myself in the mirror with this hulking real man wrapped around my feminine sized body stroking his monster cock like a bitch.
That instant I felt a change in me and I started kissing back.