A knock on the door

It's not long, maybe five minutes, maybe even an hour, but she's here, your girlfriend's body is knocking at the door. The sound of heels, clicking thought the doorway, a joyful hum, and, her sweet smile, it's all the things she has, but the eyes are another thing, entirely different, not even hiding who's running the show now. Through the eye hole, you can see her face, except she's playing with her ponytail, chewing gum, and just bouncing on her feet. You stand in front of the door, unable to move, until the phone screen lights up, a simple text.

"Heeeeeey cutie! You wanna open this door for your main gurl? Cause I can see the whole neighborhood staring at this ass! It's so GOOOOOOD AND CUSHY! So trust me, when I say, I can get a lot of men over here in less than two seconds."

The message and with another knock, and the new owner of Tracy's body just sweetly calls out to you. "Babe? Are you up? Remember we had plans for tonight!" She calls out, almost like Tracy would, instinctively you open the door, you can't hold your body back from her voice, but the damage is already walking in to your house.

"Nice place ya got here, good clean sofa for fucking, kitchen table for sitting this ass on." She slaps Tracy's butt with a loud pop! The barely exposed butt checks rippling with her ****. "BIG bed for the two of us, well one us and who ever else I can find to sleep in it." She says, not even trying to be coy about it, you can feel everything just leaving your face, all of the life, the blood, it's just gone, your blown over by this horrible revelation. "Cheer up babe! It's my job, unless you're providing." With a shit eating grin she kisses one on the lips, pulling you in hard, it's no Tracy, the feel on her lips is, but the motions, the driving **** behind it, is all Lisa.

"Look, for one fifty, this ain't too bad!" She begins, just cracking herself up over it all. "I don't see this girl knowing much about getting herself some good dick, but since you paid, I can do it for ya!"

She begins, to rub your arms up and down, pulling you in, leaning Tracy's body against yours, letting you feel the change of motions.

"No."

You tell her, quickly backing away, slapping the once delicate hands away, then pushing her back on to the sofa, letting the body fall back down. You just step, just unsure of the entire situation, just what is going on? Who even this person inside your girlfriend? What the hell does she want? It's just too much, you want to run away, to hide, or just get someone to tell you this is just a dream!

"Look baby, am here, getting a pissed at your whole "white knight" act." She begins, as she takes a step to you, then quickly turns to the kitchen. "Ya know technically am a milf? Yeah am a little older, but I still get young guys like you, just not like they want." She turns as she enters the kitchen, leaning on the door way as she elaborates, then swiftly she moves to the fridge. "You look pretty well off, your folks got any beer? Liquor, wine? Something to get us started for tonight!" She talks as she carelessly rummages thought the food in there. "Damn, this place has got some nice ass shit! Never seen some of this shit before! What the hell is this brand of wine? Shit this is like, a rich fuckers stuff! What the hell is this beer?" She goes on, searching through the fridge, eventually she pauses and notices you just watching her. She isn't mad, she just smiles, like it's nothing. "What? See something you want?" She says, shaking her butt at you. You go to the fridge, then slam it shut, pulling her out of it, then leading her to the table.

"How do I get you out of her?"

You inquire, knowing exactly what to expect, you never dealt with this kind of person, but the way they act, tells you everything, she wants money. Plain and simple.

"Aw, right after I got here? Looks like I need to call some old guy I had last week, he paid nicely, as in very nicely, I think he'd pay me triple for this tight body."

She sings out, shaking her breasts as she leans over the table, slipping the clothes off slightly, letting Tracy's private parts tease you, you try to cover her up, but you're yanked on to the table, to be over her body.

"Ya know cutie? I've been paid to bust up people's little nests! Like it's good money! It's also pretty funny to watch the guys and girls just split after it all! See you should be paying me nicely! After all I just walked your girlfriend over here to let you have fun with her!" She begins, as she rubs her body, covering Tracy's breasts and moving the remaining hand down to her vagina, moaning as she touches each part. "See this? Am in control of everything about her, everything she knows, everything she does, is all about me. So each time you to get frisky, go out on a date, get the lips sucking your cock, ya got to pay me triple everytime, deal or no deal." She says as she begins to dive into Tracy's body in full, her breathing picking up, grunts and moans begining.

"I'll pay you seventeen thousand to leave." You tell her, grabbing both hands and pulling them away from her, now realizing the problem of your actions.

"Seventeen thousand dollars?" She muses, her eyes getting big and almost shocked at that amount, she's literally drooling at the mouth. "A kid like you had that much money? Like how? I saw you working at a mechanic shop! So they pay you that good! Wow!" She is almost too excited to let it go, she just hums at the amount of money, forgetting about where she is, and just looking at you dead center.

"Get out of her and I'll pay you." You tell her one final time, as she just begins to smile again, like it's nothing, her red fingernails swiping across your face, with the eyes of your former lover, just looking so menacing.

"Ya know, I like a guy like you, not stupid enough to play mind games like most dumb bitches, knows how to get shit done, but not smart enough to figure out a woman like me baby!"

She taunts as she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you close to her head, where she licks your left ear. The way she touches it makes your body tremble, like it's nothing you've ever felt, her movement is making your feel hot, excited. Your can feel your mistake, she's been at this a long time, sure she might have looked around mid thirties early forties, but know you know she's a monster inside your girlfriend who preys on weak men or gold digs as hard as she can.

"Listen Tim baby, I got to set the rules of my "business" up with you. You either pay me all at once, for anything, and I'll make it look good! So good all the boys will be dying to fuck this tight pussy! Or you pay all at once to get outta here, cause this damn thing's body is a sexy goddess wrapped up fresh! So since I've had some big spenders and you're just some kid, I'll be nice, monthly payments."

Tracy says as she slides up from under you adjusting her clothes, like it's nothing, like none of this ever happened, or like she was never even trying to get something from you.

"I still got to work though, so I'll be making my normal routes." She tells you as you she leaves. "I got a back alley shop called Linda's you should swing by when you get a chance, see your girl dance up there on the stage!"

"What?"you roar through a damn near impossible level of disgust, the idea of react getting pimped out on the streets, by God knows who, what the hell will happen to her, the scenarios don't play out nicely, in fact they all point to being all horrible, like she'll wake up one day with five kids, you're not there, but some fucking sad fucking guy who doesn't do shit, and that's when she is left for the next victim, she'll lose everything! She won't know what happened for god knows how long! How many years will it be until you can get rid of her? How many years until you can get the damn prostitute out of your girlfriend's body? It's too much to ask for, but you have to do something, even if you don't like it, you have to keep this lady within eye shot.

"I'll pay you seventeen thousand to not have fun with her body." You boldly demand, almost throwing the entire was of cash you had stashed up for important problems, it wasn't a problem, since you save like a monster, but ultimately, will it be enough?

"Wow! Cutie you're tossing me decent thousand not to put a fat dick in this fresh pussy?" She laughs, like is doesn't matter, like she doesn't care, but it's more shocking that she gives you an answer. "Deal! On several extra conditions, just some small ones, nothing a cutie like you wouldn't disagree with all right?" She begins, taking her place at the table, acting like it's all normal, just a new day at the office, where she probably fucked everyone. It takes awhile, but the contract is set, to your misery.

1. Tim has to pay five thousand a month.

2. Tracy can give out blowjobs and hand jobs to her clients.

3. Tim has to pay up front for dates, sex times, and, holidays, no more than five hundred.

4. If Tracy is left to live her life while the current owner (Miss Caldwitch) can ask for Tim to service her.

5. Each person has to leave to other alone except on certain days.

6. If Tim can match the people who pay for escort, it can be cancelled.

Sadly this is the way you've had take, it's only worse from here