A different kind of model 99 (Patreon)

"Oh my gosh, is this your car?" Samuel asked, excitedly, seeing the vehicle parked in front of the building. 

"Yes" Mr. Abano said, smiling. "Do you like it?"

If I like this? the feminized guy thought, stunned. That was a freaking Ferrari! He found it was almost unbelievable that people actually had cars like that in real life. 

Samuel had always been a car enthusiast, but the only vehicle he had ever owned had been an old Chevrolet that had once been his father's. 

His father... That memory made Samuel wonder what his family would think if they saw how he looked now. This would certainly be a disaster, but he tried to push that idea away. Hopefully, he would be the old Samuel again when he returned to the USA. Besides, he was too excited to worry about it right now. 

He wanted to ask how many horsepower the car had, how many seconds did it take to reach 100 miles per hour, among many other technical details. However, he realized that - as Samantha - he wasn't expected to ask such things. That would sound at the very least curious, not to say suspicious. Why would a girly girl who dreamed of being a model know so much about mechanics? 

Therefore, he just said: "Yes, I love it, Paolo! This car is so pretty! And look, it even matches my dress!" he added, posing next to the car as if he were in a photoshoot. Samuel hated himself for doing so, but seeing Mr. Abano's grin he knew it had been worth it. 

I need to be friendly and flirty toward him, he remembered himself. That was a very dangerous game, sure, but it was his only chance to regain his manhood anytime soon. 

"I'm glad you think so, my dear" Mr. Abano said, kissing Samuel's hand again. The feminized guy just smiled charmingly, doing his best to hide his distress. 

As a true gentleman, the Italian man then opened the car door so that Samuel could get in. After so long living as a girl, he was able to sit down gracefully, without showing off his panties despite the extremely short dress he was wearing. 

The leather seat felt wonderfully comfortable, and inside that car Samuel almost believed he was in a 007 movie. 

But if that were true, he thought, checking his makeup on his compact mirror. Looking like that I could only be a "bond girl"...