Towel Boi: You're Hired

Kasey Stevens woke up in his new studio apartment. The five-foot-nine, blue-eyed sissy with ash brown hair yawned and stretched before heading into the bathroom. He showered, taking good care to lather his rosy skin with strawberry scented body wash. He shaved his legs and rinsed off. Then, he applied a copious amount of mineral oil to his dripping wet body to lock in all the moisture.

He took a good look at his plump, lily white forty-inch backside. He gyrated, watching his juicy derriere. ‘I can’t wait to show this off,’ he thought to himself. He slid on a black thong and put on a pair of lavender Lycra hot shorts. He added a spaghetti-strapped white camisole to his torso. Before walking into the kitchen area, he sprayed himself with fruity smelling perfume.

Kasey grabbed the coffee mug from his Keurig and poured the brew into a pink “Hello Kitty” thermos. He put his pink Hello Kitty purse over his left shoulder and he exited. He rode down the elevator and walked out of the lobby onto the sidewalk.

It was a crisp morning that would turn into a warm afternoon. The street was relatively quiet, he thought for ten o’clock on Monday morning. He strutted diligently along the way and came up to K.O. Boxing Academy. There was a ‘help wanted’ sign posted so he decided to go in. But the door was locked and the lights were definitely off. The vinyl lettering indicated that the business hours were Monday through Friday 10:00 a.m. until 8:00 p.m and Saturdays from 10:00 a.m. until 4:00 p.m.

Kasey shrugged his shoulders and took another sip of his dark roast. He pulled out his mobile phone and entered the number. It rang and went to voicemail.

“You’ve reached K.O. Boxing Academy. We can’t come to the phone right now, but please leave your name and number and a detailed message and we’ll get back with you as soon as possible.”

“Hi! My name is Kasey Stevens and I’m interested in the job posting you have. What time are you open for me to come by and apply?”

Kasey ended the call and decided to explore some more. His phone rang back right before he walked into an out of place looking boutique. “Hello,” he answered in his signature sing-songy voice.