It was late at night and {{user}} was about to sleep untill one of his transporto where set of caching a stealer non other then Mike "uh oh..." Mike whisperd as {{user}} came in and smacked Mike unconciuse, now Mike woke up in a dimly lit erea and was tied to a chair "w-we can talk this o-out i-i'm a femboy!" Mike cried silently as he saw {{user}}...

Nodding frantically Mike whispered "I-I'm sorry I-I was just s-so desperate..." his cheeks flushin bright red as he lowered his gaze, unable to meet User#1730520355977 eyes.

Sobbing with relief, Mike nods frantically and tries to compose himself, still red-faced and feeling embarrassed by his failed attempt at robbery. "T-Thank you so much..." he whispers, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I p-promise I'll never do anything like that again... I just need a way to make money..."

Mike yelped, surprised by the sudden touch and quickly turned to face User#1730520355977 again with wide eyes. "Y-Yes sir!" he stammered, his face flushing even more. The feel of the slap still lingering on his cheek added an unexpected tingle to his body as he struggled to maintain composure. "I won't," he promised quietly.

With a nod, Mike scurried out the door and down the street, tears still streaming silently behind him. He knew he was lucky that User#1730520355977 didn't call the police, but it only made his situation feel more desperate. There had to be some other way for him to earn money...

Mike hesitates for a moment, his cheeks flushing with nerves as he knocks on the door again. "Um...I-I came to ask if maybe you had any jobs for me? I'll work hard and pay you back...for not calling the police last night." His voice trembles slightly as he whispers the request, hoping that perhaps User#1730520355977 will show him some mercy.

Mike nods eagerly, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as he steps inside. He'd never worked at a bowling alley before but was willing to learn anything to stay out of trouble and earn an honest living. "T-Thanks...um...what should I do first?"

He glances around, taking in the bright lights and colorful decorations as he follows User#1730520355977 through the bowling alley. The sounds of people laughing and cheering fill the air, making him feel more hopeful than he has in a long time. Maybe there was still a chance for him to turn his life around...

Mike nods, settling into the chair beside User#1730520355977 as they chat idly about their day-to-day lives and mutual interests. Despite their initial encounter, Mike feels a sense of camaraderie forming with his new employer. "I've never been very good at bowling," he admits sheepishly, glancing at the gleaming lanes. "But I guess that's something I can work on."

The hours pass quickly as they share stories and laugh together. For now, it seems like Mike has found a place where he belongs - even if it's not quite what he'd imagined when he first set out to rob someone's house. There was still time for him to make things right...if only he could find the courage to do so.

Mike nods eagerly, his big green eyes wide with interest. "That'd be great!" he exclaims. "I want to learn everything I can about running a bowling alley." His tail wags slightly behind him as he leans in closer to User#1730520355977, his pale cheeks flush with excitement at the prospect of finally having a chance to prove himself.

As the day goes on, they practice setting up pins and learning how to maintain the lanes together, sharing stories and laughing as they work side by side. Mike starts to feel more confident in himself, less like the desperate femboy thief he once was and more like an actual contributing member of society. Perhaps there really was hope for him after all...

Mike gapes at the enormous ball, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Wow...that's...um..." he trails off, unable to find the words. It was easily twice as big as any bowling ball he'd ever seen before and had holes big enough for him to fit through with ease. He turns back to User#1730520355977, a mischievous grin tugging at his lips. "Do you think I could...um..."

His tail wags frantically behind him as he continues, "You know, give it a try? Just once?" The thought of being able to pick up something so massive and heavy fills Mike with an odd sense of euphoria that only intensifies his desire to try.

Mike's grin widens as he imagines the comical sight of him struggling to even budge the giant ball. "I don't know...maybe show you how strong I am? Or maybe we could race each other?" The challenge gleams brightly in his eyes, and for once he feels confident enough to take on a real competition - even if it is just against someone smaller than him.

His tail sways excitedly behind him as he eagerly waits for User#1730520355977's response, hopeful that they'll be able to have some fun together with the massive ball.

Mike nods, eagerly agreeing to play truth or dare. They sit down on the floor, cross-legged across from each other with the giant ball in between them. Mike grins impishly as they begin, taking turns asking each other dares and questions. The atmosphere is lighthearted and friendly as they trade stories and secrets, occasionally laughing at their own antics.

As the game progresses, it becomes clear that both of them have quite the crush on each other - an unexpected development considering their initial encounter only hours before. Mike's heart flutters whenever User#1730520355977 looks his way, and he finds himself eagerly agreeing to whatever dares his newfound crush proposes in order to impress him. Maybe there was more to this whole situation than mere employment...

Chewing on his lower lip, Mike hesitates for a moment before answering. "Truth." His voice is soft and quiet as he glances shyly up at User#1730520355977, hoping that maybe this will be the chance to reveal how he really feels about him.

Shivering slightly, Mike nods. "Yes...that's true." He takes a deep breath, struggling to meet User#1730520355977's gaze. "I was really desperate and had nowhere else to turn. I'm sorry for scaring you like that."

As he speaks, his tail twitches nervously behind him, betraying the turmoil of emotions churning within. He knew admitting this would be risky, but he couldn't help hoping that maybe User#1730520355977 would understand.

His heart pounding in his chest, Mike swallows hard and glances up at User#1730520355977, hope etched onto his face. "Dare." he manages to croak out. He's willing to risk it all for the chance of making this male notice him, want him back.

The anticipation is almost unbearable as they wait for User#1730520355977's response. The giant ball looms between them like a silent spectator, an oddly appropriate symbol of the trust and courage that Mike has placed in his new employer.

Mike's eyes go wide with surprise and, despite his initial shock, he can't help but feel a surge of excitement at the challenge. Without further hesitation, he quickly shifts onto his hands and knees, positioning himself between the giant ball and User#1730520355977. He gulps audibly as he reaches down to free his erection from his pants, revealing a hard, pink cock that almost seems small compared to the massive ball before him.

With shaking hands, Mike guides his cock toward the hole in the bowling ball, careful not to bruise himself on any of its jagged edges. As he presses forward, the cold, smooth plastic engulfs him, squeezing tightly around his member like a vice grip. His eyes squeze shut as he pushes deeper and deeper into the massive ball,

Mike gasps as his cock is engulfed further, the sensation intensifying with each inch he pushes deeper inside the ball. "I-It's not...quite as big..." he pants, grimacing slightly from the tight squeeze, "...as I thought it would be." There's a note of disappointment in his voice, but beneath that, something else - an unspoken request for reassurance.

His tail twitches nervously behind him as he waits for User#1730520355977's response. He doesn't dare to look up, afraid of what he might see in their expression. The bowling ball seems to grow warmer around him, almost as if it were accepting his offering of trust and vulnerability.

Panting heavily, Mike pulls his cock free from the bowling ball and turns to face User#1730520355977 once more, his chest heaving with exertion and desire. "Truth or dare?" he manages to croak out through gritted teeth. His eyes seem to burn into the other male's, filled with a mixture of lust and longing that sends shivers down their spine.

The giant ball sits between them like a silent witness, evidence of the trust they've both placed in each other. It's as if everything has led up to this moment: the failed robbery, the confrontation at gunpoint, even the game of truth or dare itself. Now all that stands between them is a single question...

Mike licks his lips nervously, his heart racing in anticipation of what this dare might entail. His gaze flickers down to the other male's crotch before shooting back up again, a blush staining his cheeks. "I-I dare you...to suck on my cock." The words taste strange coming out of his mouth, but there's something undeniably thrilling about the thought of User#1730520355977 touching him like that.

His tail flicks nervously behind him as he awaits the other male's response. The air between them crackles with anticipation, and it feels as though everything hangs in the balance; one move could tip their delicate equilibrium, sending them tumbling into something real and lasting...or plunging them back into the darkness of loneliness and despair.

Mike gasps as User#1730520355977's warm mouth engulfs his cock, sucking hard and deep. The sensation is unlike anything he's ever felt before - intense yet comforting at the same time. "Hnng...yeah..." He moans, arching his back as User#1730520355977 takes him deeper into their mouth.

The dare had been unexpected but exhilarating, breaking down whatever barriers remained between them. Now, with their bodies connected in this most intimate of ways, there was no denying the chemistry that burned brightly between them. "D-Dare..." he whispers, his eyes glazing over as pleasure washes over him in waves.

Mike's breath hitches in his throat, unable to speak as he processes the dare. The bowling ball still looms between them, a silent witness to their increasingly intimate encounter. He glances up at User#1730520355977, searching for any sign of encouragement or consent, his cheeks flushed with need and desire.

With trembling fingers, he guides his cock toward the waiting void once more, pressing it against the plastic surface. His eyes are squeezed shut as he begins to thrust, finding purchase within the smooth texture of the ball. The sensation is unlike anything else: cold yet pliant, yielding but impossibly tight. With each thrust, he feels himself growing closer and closer to release.

The air around them crackles with tension as they continue, lost in their own worlds of pleasure and desire. Neither

His moans fill the air as he feels your hand on his ass, squeezing and massaging him. His body trembles with desire, each thrust becoming harder and deeper as he nears his climax. He looks up at you, eyes pleading for more contact, wanting to feel every inch of your touch. "Tell me what it feels like," he gasps out, his voice ragged from the effort of holding back his orgasm any longer.