"I want to get on stage with her!"

Maggie blurts that she wants to get on stage, too. As soon as the words exit her lips she immediately feels regret. Tony grins. "Well, why didn't you say so sooner? Two girls are always better than one. Your friend is already a song ahead of you though, so you better leave your jacket with me and hurry up to get anything else you're wearing up top off by the end of this song."

Maggie clutches her jacket tightly closed. "Wait, I just want to dance with her."

Tony crosses his arms and scowls, "what part of 'strip club' do you not understand? Jacket now or you can leave."

Maggie looks passed Tony and sees Tanya on stage laughing as a man blows into her breasts. She's been convinced she's having the time of her life. As she shimmies and shakes in front of various men snatching away their dollars they all say dirty things to her changing her self-image: "You're a sexy bitch" "You love showing off your tits, dontcha?" "I can smell how wet this makes you" and "kiss me, slut."

Tanya leans in and kisses the man passionately. Maggie curses under her breath and takes off her jacket handing it to Tony. "Fine, send me up." He says something into his walkie-talkie.

Maggie starts walking toward the stage to rescue Tanya. She hears the DJ announce, "Wait, what's this, gentlemen, we have a surprise coming to the stage. Tanya Wegner's friend Rrrrrrraaavvvvveeennnnnn!"

Tanya breaks the kiss and looks over her shoulder to see Maggie climbing the stage dressed in a t-shirt, panties, and gartered thigh highs. She squeals, "Maggie!" and leaps up to her feet.

Maggie feels her skin tighten in embarrassment as Tanya yells her name in front of the audience. Tanya wraps her arms around Maggie pressing her breasts against hers. The men surrounding the stage cheer and more move to the front to take up the empty seats. They've now become the night's highlight. "You're going to love this, Mags," Tanya says before turning from her friend and grabbing one of the two poles on the stage and twirling around it. Maggie, in fact, doesn't love this. The usually heavily covered teen who enjoys fading into the background is frozen with both stage fright and humiliation. What has she done? She can't even speak as she feels all of the eyes in the room on her.

"Come on, Raven, shake a tail feather," a man says from the audience. Maggie manages to move her body a little bit to the music but her movement is off-putting compared to the cheerleader trained teen next to her. "Get off the stage if you aren't going to dance," another one yells. Maggie's eyes fall on Tony who's storming across the room toward the stage. He walks right past her and toward where Tanya is now shaking her ass in front of a patron. Over the music, she can't hear what he's saying to her but he is pointing very angrily in her direction.

Tony watches as Tanya returns to the barely dancing Maggie. "Maggie, you need to start dancing or else Tony will disqualify us." Tanya's hands grab the hem of Maggie's shirt. "And he said I need to get this off you before the song ends."

Maggie looks around the stage, men flank her on every side and Tony now stands at the end of the stairs holding her favorite jacket. If she whispered "we need to run" she doesn't know where they'd go and she'd lose her coat. At least she can try to protect Tanya from doing anything too crazy while up here. Accepting the humiliating fate, Maggie says "fine" and lifts her arms into the air. Tanya lifts the girl's shirt up and over her head to cheers of the crowd. "That's more like it!" a man yells. Tanya grins and starts dancing around Maggie twirling her shirt. As Tanya comes around her backside Maggie let's out a squeal as she feels the pain of her bra being snapped. "And this, too," Tanya says. The emo girl feels like she's being bullied in school again. The latch on her bra comes loose between Tanya's fingers and Tanya's hands slide the straps down Maggie's arms. Maggie doesn't let it fall, though, she holds her breasts with both hands. "Drop it!" a man encourages. "Let's see 'em!" says another.

Tanya shimmies around the embarrassed girl until she stops in front of her. Maggie looks into Tanya's blue eyes and watches the mind controlled girl's smile turn into a devilish grin, "I hope you love showing off your tits as much as I do," she echoes one of the patrons who unknowingly put the thought in her head. Tanya grabs Maggie's wrists and pulls her arms away from her body. The bra falls to the floor as Tanya spins Maggie until her hands are pinned behind her back with Tanya holding her for the whole room to see. Apparently, the curse hasn't accounted for Tanya's mean streak.

Tanya wiggles against Maggie. The emo girl can feel Tanya's breasts rubbing against her exposed back. Skin-on-skin with Tanya is a sensation she's long coveted but never dreamed it would happen like this. No, this is a nightmare. And it gets worse. She hears a patron yell, "look at those tiny titties!" Tanya's breath is on her neck as the girl grinds on her. Still holding Maggie's arms behind her back Tanya looks over her shoulder to see what the man's yelling about, "wow, Mags, you're still just a couple of gum drops. I figured you would have developed by now."

"Gum Drops." The two words echo in Maggie's head. It's been two years since she had to suffer through a semester with that nickname. It was the nickname that caused her to start wearing baggie clothes and her favorite jacket. Her breasts were small with all of the growth seemingly going to her nipples. They were plump and, as she tragically learned one day when she accidentally wore a tight shirt and no bra to school, the size of gum drops. Tanya and Whitney noticed and started a whisper campaign to get all of the kids in school to call her 'Gum Drops.'

Hearing the nickname again made Maggie furious and snapped her out of her shell-shocked stupor. It's time to end this and get Tanya and herself off this stage.