Date: Sat, 20 Aug 2005 14:06:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: sasha Steele <sashadanka@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fat Tran Panty Poopers

Fat Tran Panty Poopers - (Beach Series) One
Bikini Accident
By Sasha Steele

    He'd been watching for some time the fat trannie
in a baby blue bikini strutting his stuff on the
beach, and was getting a hardon with the sexy blond's
antics. The trannie kept fussing and touching himself,
shaking out the long wind blown strands of his fine
white-blond hair, adjusting his bikini top against
fleshy man-tits and fixing their bottoms on his huge
ass. His soft hands explored his curvaceous corpulent
body, caressed his big ass, his fat gut, and slid
along the smooth material covering the downward
curving bulge in the cock-pouch of his bikini bottoms.
The transvestite liked his fat body. That was
apparent.

    So did Dollman as he watched. And from what he
could see the sexy blond had a beautiful chubby face
with a cute double chin, big green eyes and pursed
fish-like lips. His smooth flawless skin was lightly
tanned. His heavy lower body was thick and shapely
with huge flairing thighs, broad hips and a massive
ass. His fat stomach bulged outward above the light
blue bikini bottoms that contained what looked to be a
very large cock, which turned downward from crescent
to a straightened tip perhaps nine inches long and set
just off his fat thighs.

    His man-tits were fleshy and his chest heavy as
were his shoulders and fat tubular arms. The cups of
the baby blue bikini top slightly uplifted and
squeezed his man-tits creating cleavage. The straps
crossed his heavy shoulders and thick back. The
bottoms cut upward in a V across his big round ass and
set high on the shelf of his fleshy hips. The waist
band then rode downward at a slight angle around his
thick waist to cover the bulging bald pubis mound and
that monster  cock under the shelf of his protruding
gut.

    The big blond was turning him on big time, and as
Dollman watched something else, which turned him on
even more, became very apparent. More than just
touching his rather large bulging cock, as time went
on the bikini clad beauty was more like holding
himself, clutching his cock, squeezing it while
pressing one thick knee against the other. He had to
pee, rather badly it seemed. And, pressing a hand into
the butt crack of his huge round ass, had to shit as
well by the look of it.

    Packing up his beach bag and strapping dark blue
colored platform sandals onto his chubby feet the
pretty blond trannie, Shekeela his name, waddled off
in search of a toilet - and was going in the wrong
direction. This was the fringe area of TranCity where
outworld straights can mix with the trannies. Not all
of them admirers. Get off the beaten path and it could
be dangerous.

    The sexy fat blond was walking toward the shelf, a
monolithic slab of rock that jutted out onto the beach
creating an open cavern beneath it. The person the
blond trannie had asked pointed him in that direction.
It was the wrong way and Shekeela was headed off the
beaten path. Dollman turned his binoculars to that
area. A gang of three no-good straights entered and
disappeared in the shadows.

    Shekeela's sandals clacked on the rock floor as he
hurried into the cavern to find a bathroom. He had
waited too long and was desperate. His bladder cried
out for relief - like right now. His bowels were
pressuring him, his sphincter quivered on the verge,
opened. Shekeela pressed his hand into the cleft
between his massive butt cheeks. He could feel through
the stretchy material of his blue bikini bottoms the
hard knob of his turd in the opening.

    There were dark areas under here with few people.
Good places to shit and piss, or be accosted. Shekeela
had little choice. He had to go right now. Clutching
himself Shekeela looked around for a spot to relieve
himself.

    They were waiting in the shadows - a gang of none
supportive straights who were jealous of the rich
TranCity gays. "Well, well, well, the fat trannie has
to go pee pee," the leader of the three straights
smirked. They started toward Shekeela. He was scared
stiff. A squirt of pee went into his bikini bottoms.
He squeezed himself harder. Turned to run.

    The roar of the motor bike's engine stopped them
as Dollman pulled his Harley between Shekeela and the
gang of straights. Dollman cut the engine and got off.


    "If it ain't the queer boyfriend," one of the
straights said.

   Shekeela saw that his savior was a hot mantran
wearing black spandex tights and a fitted light weight
black leather two button suit jacket. The lace cups of
his black bra showed in the low buttoned front. The
coat-tail lay on the shelf of his big round butt
covering less than half of it. He had on chunk-heel
lace-up black boots. His long black hair was worn in a
single braid. His makeup was heavy and he wore a ton
of jewelry.

    Dollman looked at the beautiful and frightened
heshetran. "I should be so lucky," he said. "Get on
the bike beautiful," he told Shekeela who didn't
hesitate to do so. Dollman took off his jacket, set it
on the bike and gestured the straights to come and get
it.

    Shekeela sat on the Harley squeesing his cock. His
fat ass pressed against seat had temporarily stopped
the release of his poop against the material in the
seat of his bikini bottoms. He looked at Dollman. The
strap of his black brassiere cross low on the V-tapper
of his muscle studded back. Straps laid over powerful
shoulders. His arms bulged with muscle.

    And speaking of bulges; the material of Dollman's
shiny black spandex tights sank deep between the
cheeks of his bulging bubble butt. His muscular thighs
flared outward and his calf muscles bulged above his
ankle boots. And in the front, Dollman's big cock
bulged in downward crescent in the cock-pouch of his
spandex tights.

   They came at him and were put to out of commission
in short order. The commotion had attracted others.
Dollman put his jacket back on, did it up. Shekeela
watched. Dollman's tights were pulled up high on his
flat stomach, over the slight shelf of his muscular
hips. The pretty lace low-rise cups of Dollman's black
brassier fit perfectly his bulging pectoral muscles.
His flawless skin was tanned golden brown. His large
brown eyes were doe-like, his pouted lips succulent.
Dollman was beautiful.

   He lifted a leg over to mount the Harley, started
it up. "We better get out of here," he said.

   "I-I have to go to the toilet real bad," Shekeela
moaned. He sounded desperate. His eyes were closed. He
was almost in tears. "I can't h-hold it."

    "It's alright," Dollman said. He patted Shekeela's
heavy thigh. "I've got a private cabin not far up the
beach on Transide. We can go there. Hold on to me."

    He reached around taking Shekeela's chubby hands
to place them around his waist, snuggling him in
close. Shekeela's fat gut pushed up tight against
Dollman's back, his cock pressed into Dollman's bubble
muscle butt. Shekeela was getting hardon.

    "I really can't hold it," Shekeela whined. "I'll
pee on you."

    "It's okay," Dollman said, "I don't mind if you
pee on me."

     "Sssssss," Shekeela hissed as he released the
hold on his cock. The bike lurched as it roared off
jerking him back. Shekeela grabbed Dollman around the
waist holding him tight. He started to pee. The cock
pouch of his bikini bottom saturated, a strong stream
burst through the material. Then a flood. Dollman felt
Shekeela's warm piss on his ass. It turned him on.

    Shekeela's blue beach bag was slung over his
shoulder. His long fine white-blond hair trailed
behind him in the wind. His pee rained on the pavement
as they rode along the street. Shekeela emptied his
bladder.

    They stopped at an intersection, waited for the
light to change. Shekeela felt his bowels move, his
ring opened. He couldn't stop it. "Hmmm, I'm going to
shit," he said, "I'm gonna dump in my bathing suit."

    The light changed, they were off again. Shekeela
moved back a bit on the seat lifting his fat ass
slightly from it. He pressed his face into Dollman's
back, stopped his breath and bore down to relieve his
bowels. Dollman felt Shekeela's forehead pressed into
his back, and over the sound of the engine heard him
softly grunting as Shekeela moved his bowels.

    Shekeela leaned into Dollman as he lifted his fat
ass from the bike seat. "NNNNNNNNNNNN!" He pushed the
hard turd further into the rear panel of his bikini
bottoms. "NNNNNNNNNNNN!" His bikini bottoms bulged out
touching the bike seat. "NNNNNNNNNNNN!" The big dark
brown turd curled backwards. "NNNNNNNNNNNN!" It  rode
up into the cleft of his ass. "NNNNNNNNNNNN!" It grew.
Six, seven, eight inches, then broke off.

    Shekeela caught his breath. Dollman felt his heavy
breathing. They were nearly there. Shekeela caught his
breath and bore down again. "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!"
A second solid turd invaded his bikini bottoms, then a
third, a fourth, and Shekeela was finally finished
shitting himself.

    They pulled into the private cabin that Dollman
had rented. Dollman cut the engine, dismounted and
helped Shekeela to get off. This wasn't the first time
that Shekeela had gone to the toilet in his pants and
wouldn't be the last. Doing so didn't usually bother
him, but having an accident in front of an attractive
stranger, Shekeela couldn't be sure how Dollman would
react.

    Dollman's big round muscle butt bulged in his
tights as he dismounted the bike. And when he turned
to help Shekeela off, Shekeela saw that the front of
Dollman's tights also bulged. Dollman's fully erect
cock tented the cock-pouch of his tights straight out
ten inches, the material stretched tight to the
contours of his thick shaft and bag. Shekeela had no
doubt how Dollman felt about him dropping a load in
his bikini bottoms.

   Shekeela was hard too. His thirteen inch long cock,
bigger and thicker than Dollman's, stretched his
bikini bottoms cock-pouch straight out from beneath
his gut. Dollman took Shekeela in his strong arms.
Their lips met. Shekeela's fat stomach pressed into
Dollman's flat abdomen. Their hard cocks touched upon
one another. Both undulated their hips. Cocks crossed,
caressed and kneaded against one another.

   Dollman broke off the kiss. "Let's have a look," he
said," turning Shekeela around. There was a good size
lumpy bulge low in the seat of Shekeela's bikini
bottoms. Dollman put his hand on it. Shekeela
shuddered. He liked Dollman touching him, liked the
feel of the poop in his pants against the crack of his
ass as Dollman lightly pushed on it. "Wow, that's a
good one," Dollman said, "come on inside. I'll get you
cleaned up." He took Shekeela by the hand and led him
into the cabin.

    Dollman took Shekeela to the bedroom. They were
both still hard. They kissed again. Dollman took off
his coat, threw it on the bed, put his hands on
Shekeela's protruding gut. Shekeela moaned. It felt
good to have Dollman touching his fat. Shekeela's
chubby hands rested on Dollman's muscular arms, they
felt so strong. Dollman's hands went below Shekeela's
stomach, his thumbs hooking his bikini bottoms. He
pulled them down over Shekeela's hard cock causing it
to jump.

    "Turn around," Dollman said. Shekeela turned and
Dollman careful drew the bathing suit from his fat
bottom and down to the floor with its load intact.
Shekeela's large bowel movement, consisting of three
shinny black logs and a smaller piece, had a slight
earthy odor that, to Dollman, smelled pleasant.

    Shekeela lay down on the bed, on his stomach with
his big legs spread. Dollman fetched a basin of warm
soapy water, washed his bum and then dried him with a
towel. Shekeela's hard cock, pressed between his soft
belly and the soft bed, throbbed.

    "Better make sure you're ass is clean," Dollman
said climbing on the bed to position himself between
Shekeela's spread legs. Dollman placed his hands on
Shekeela's soft fat ass cheeks, massaging them.

    "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Shekeela hummed.

    "You've got a beautiful ass," Dollman said. "Get
it up here for me." Shekeela got up on his knees
lifting his huge ass in the air for Dollman. He spread
Shekeela's cheeks exposing the pink ring buried deep
between them and leaned his face to them breathing in
his sweet aroma. Dollman ran his tongue over
Shekeela's pink ring lapping it for several minutes
while Shekeela squirmed about on the bed moaning with
his face buried in the soft sheets.

    "Hmmmmmmm. Suck it. Suck my beautiful ass,"
Shekeela moaned.

    Dollman's watering mouth devoured Shekeela's sweet
asshole. He licked and sucked, slurped and slid his
tongue in and out his hole driving Shekeela crazy.
"Ohhh, mmmmmmm, fuck me," Shekeela cried. "Sssssss. I
want your cock in me. I want you to fuck my big fat
ass."

    Dollman knelt up straight on the bed, drew his
tights over his round buns and off his ten inch cock
bringing them down onto his muscular thighs. He
brought his cock to Shekeela's asshole. Dollman spread
Shekeela's cheeks to get at his hole, pressed his
stiff cock head against it, then pushed through to the
inside. Shekeela shuddered, then moaned in a gruff
raunchy way as he pushed back with his big fat ass
forcing Dollman to penetrate him fully.

    "Ahhh, ahhh. Oh ya. Fuck my ass. Shekeela growled.
And Dollman did just that. He grasped Shekeela's wide
hips, slid his cock out then rammed it back into the
sexy heshetran's fat ass. His undulations quickened.
His buff abdomen smacked against Shekeela's soft fat.
"Ahh," Dollman cried, "ahh." His motions had become
frantic as the tip of his cock heated up.

    "Awa, ah, oh ya. Fuck me. FUCK ME!" Shekeela
cried.

    "Ahhh." Dollman tilted his back, closed his eyes.
"Ahhh, ahhh." His mouth was opened wide. "Ahhh. I'm
gonna, ahhh, cummmmmm!" He stopped undulating his
hips. Pressed himself into Shekeela while pulling back
on his fleshy hips.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."

    Shekeela felt the heat of Dollman's cock like a
hot poker shoved up his ass. Felt it explode. And he
felt the strong jet as Dollman's hot cum sprayed into
his cavity that not too long ago contained the shit
that was still in the seat of his bikini bottoms
laying on the bedroom floor.

    "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Shekeela moaned. His
bulging belly lay heavily on his huge throbbing cock
pressing its tip into the bed where a large wet spot
had formed. It begged for relief. Shekeela wanted to
cum, and do it in Dollman's mouth. "Suck my cock,"
Shekeela lustfully growled. Dollman withdrew allowing
Shekeela to roll over onto his back.

    Dollman knelt back to take in the beauty of the
fat sexy blond's monster cock. Shekeela lay with his
heavy thighs spread. He ran a hand along the side of
his belly to his cock and began to masturbate.
Protruding from a bald fleshy pubis mound and rooted
in a large full hairless scrotum the thick thirteen
inch long shaft rose proudly above Shekeela's gut.

    Dollman grasp hold moving his hand along with
Shekeela's, stroking him off. "Sssssssssssss.
Mmmmmmmm. Suck it," Shekeela moaned. Dollman leaned in
and took the thick cock head in his mouth. Shekeela
squirmed and hissed. "Mmmmmmmmmmm," he coed, "suck my
beautiful cock."

    Shekeela's right hand moved in a slight motion low
on the shaft at his balls, stroking himself as Dollman
deep throated him. He reached with his left past his
gut to Dollman's head taking hold his braid and
started to undulate his wide hips. Dollman moaned his
pleasure through a mouthful of cock.

    "Sssssssss. Make me cum," Shekeela growled. Make
me cum in your mouth." Dollman sped his motions taking
Shekeela's hard cock half way down his throat.
Shekeela pulled him down while at the same time lifted
his thick hips to drive his cock even deeper into
Dollman's throat. Dollman's face was buried in his
fat.

    "Ahhh, ahhh. Oooh, make me cum. I'm gonna...
gonna. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Shekeela let go his cock,
pressed hard on the back of Dollman's head with both
hands and held him there. Wave after wave of his hot
cum shot deep into Dollman's throat. Dollman had no
choice but to swallow it. That, or drown.

    When Shekeela had finally emptied his balls, he
released his hold. Dollman crawled on top of him.
Kissed him. "That was wonderful," he said.

    "Mmmmmm. I'll have to have a bikini accident in
front of hot hetrans more often," Shekeela said. They
laughed, looked deep into each other's eyes, and
kissed again.

End