Posted Fri Sep 11, 2015 | 318 Words | Tagged story skin piss

I really needed a piss so I had to go to the closest toilets I could find. Unfortunately they looked very run down and shouldn’t even look to be open to the general public. Thankfully they were open and so I went to the urinal to let it out.

Next to me was a typical skinhead. Crazy people thinking they’re so special and yet they all look the same. As if sensing this, the man turned around and then pissed on me.

“What was that for?” I exclaimed. I wouldn’t normally have said anything but this was just ridiculous.

“Sorry fucker. It’ll fukin dry”

And he just waited while I looked down and it did dry on my trousers really quickly. I was quite amazed but then when I smelt, all I could smell was piss. But was it that bad?

He lead me into one of the cubicles and then got out his cock and the smell from it was even better. I got down onto my knees and started sucking. However, instead of getting hard he just pissed more and more into my mouth.

I felt anger burn inside of me and it burned and burned as he pissed even more. Then he finished and got hard straight away and I started to suck him as best as I could. 

Then I felt him cum into me and I just swallowed everything. Inside it burned into rage and he smirked and left me alone in the cubicle. I looked down and saw my shoes had changed. They had got longer and looked very similar to the guy who had left. My jeans were darkening and turning into combat trousers. Two shoulder straps also materialised. 

I removed my top as I was starting to get a bit too fukin hot and I was real fukin ready to show the world how much of a skin I was.