Cause Your a P.I.M.P.

As Rochelle went to exit the stage, another stripper peeked out from behind the curtain and pointed out all the money Rochelle was leaving on the stage. Rochelle gathers the various dollars then moves behind the curtain.

A large hairy man wearing an excessive number of gold chains around his neck confronted Rochelle and took her money. An argument ensues; you don't know what's being said. Finally the man holds the money in front of Rochelle's face then points to the stage. Rochelle sighs, then makes her way back onto the platform. The DJ stops the current song to make another announcement.

"Now, for an encore performance, please welcome back, Rochelle!"

The patrons of the strip joint all look at you. At this point you're just snacking on some of the bar peanuts they have to offer. You had no desire to cum again to Rochelle dancing, but you wanted to see why she was sticking around. Since you weren't jerking it though the onlookers determined that this dance wasn't for you; it was for them.

The small crowd started getting rowdy quickly. You could hear some incredibly crass comments such as "Shake that ass baby!" and "Lemme taste those titties".

After the song ended Rochelle again picked up the money on the stage. Again, instead of walking out in disgust, she's sticking around. You decided to talk to her to make sure she knew she didn't have to stay on your account.

Before you had the chance, that large hairy man stopped you. "It costs $50 for a dance from Jizzelle, $100 for something extra". Apparently in the last few minutes she changed her name to "Jizzelle". She responds, "No Alfonze, he's a friend, just give us a few." He smacks her ass and walks away.

"So your Jizzelle now huh?" you sarcastically ask. "Dude, I just made more money in 30 minutes doing this shit then in a month as a lifeguard. I gotta afford some shit coming up and this is the best way to do it."

"Fine, whatever" you say. Just like with Andrea, you took a mildly humiliating situation and they made it way worse for themselves. "I'm leaving, you can dance to your heart's content."

"Shit, no you can't leave John" she says. "If my parents find out I'm stripping then I'm screwed. I can get away with it though if you're here. I can just say I'm spending the day helping you cum."

You give Rochelle, actually now "Jizzelle", a bewildered look. "If they think I'm just doin this to help you cum then they can't get mad! Come on man, just hang out for a while longer. I'll cut you in."

Problem was that you couldn't use your power to gain money. "Nah, I don't need your money. I'm just gonna go. Just stop after today and they shouldn't be mad since I was here."

"John, dude, I need some serious cash. What else can I do for you to get you to stick around and watch me dance??!?!"