They were having an armature beauty competition for the celebration for the founding of our home town. I have always wanted to enter a beauty competition but because I am a shemale I would never be able to enter a real contest. So I thought what the hell, why not try out for this one? It was after all the closest I would ever get to the real thing. I practiced my talent portion for weeks. I was going to wear one of those cute little baton twirling skirts and the cute little boots that go with it. My baton would be on fire and I would twirl it on stage to The Star Spangled Banner while dancing for all the judges. The day came and all went well, except I didn’t know that the stage was so close to the judges table. After the competition, which I didn’t win, one of the judges approached me. He was a handsome man with a huge bulge in his pants. He said he noticed I had a little surprise of my own and that he was interested in spending some time together. I guess you could say I got a shemale surprise! 
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