Back to Tom's place.

Wearing nothing but Tom's leather jacket and a ripped dress, you arrive at a dingy building titled "Big Tom Tats You."

"Here we are, sweet-thing," Tom says squeezing your ass as he opens the door.

Inside is more of an apartment than a tattoo parlor, but you're already too drunk to care.

"Want some good shit?" He asks.

"Only if it comes with more of that cock." You wink while caressing his dick through his pants.

He enters a back room and you ditch your clothes. In one of the mirrors by his tattoo chair you finally see the naked Colette Proust. Her slim figure, large tits, puffy pussy, and messy brunette hair.

Tom returns back with bottle of whiskey and pipe. You immediately walk over, strip off his pants and start to slobber his head of his dick. Unable to fit his full cock into your throat, he pulls you up onto the tattoo chair...

After an hour of debauchery, you're drunk, high, horny, and getting used to your new tattoo: a medium sized piece on your arm with "je suis une petite pute" in banner letters, above a busty blonde girl fondling her tits.

***

A week or so passes of your life as Colette, hot fuck-toy to the best tattoo artist in your seedy little part of town. You're sitting outside of the parlor wearing old jeans, stilettos, and a leather jacket generously advertising your cleavage.