genderswitch // aphrodisiacs
Rocco was just... fucking pissed off. The hotel had been shitting on her too much recently. Yes her. Not going to lie, the tits were kind of fun at first, but it had been a few hours and a nap and she was still a chick. She got no relief. Who knew how long she'd be a woman?
She was really going to regret this. She was.
But here she was, going up tot he room she knew Connor stayed in and giving it a knock. She needed some distraction, and what better way to get it than with her best friends?
Hopefully her best friends wouldn't be jackasses about it. "Connor! Connor, open the fuckin' door, man."
She didn't think she'd be too hard to recognize. She was a lot shorter, yeah, but she was still wearing that trench coat of hers, wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of jeans she'd managed to pick up that actually fit.
Just because she was a chick didn't mean she was wearing a fucking dress. Now if she just didn't run into Smecker or her old boss, things might be okay.
She was really going to regret this. She was.
But here she was, going up tot he room she knew Connor stayed in and giving it a knock. She needed some distraction, and what better way to get it than with her best friends?
Hopefully her best friends wouldn't be jackasses about it. "Connor! Connor, open the fuckin' door, man."
She didn't think she'd be too hard to recognize. She was a lot shorter, yeah, but she was still wearing that trench coat of hers, wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of jeans she'd managed to pick up that actually fit.
Just because she was a chick didn't mean she was wearing a fucking dress. Now if she just didn't run into Smecker or her old boss, things might be okay.