Disguises and then, a ride.

As the three of you head out, you weave glamours around yourselves. Amanda has rejected her previous mousy disguise, and instead chosen to appear as a scantily clad, tanned version of herself with porn star curves--Jess has followed her example, with both succubi clad in tight tube tops and short minskirts that emphasize their big boobs and curvy asses. You choose to appear as a muscular version of yourself in jeans and a tank top with about six extra inches of height. The three of you make it to the road and begin to thumb for a ride.

It isn't long before a car pulls over, a massive Ford Mustang. The driver, a bearded man in late middle age with graying hair, smiles at you. "You kids need a ride?"

You all nod at this, with Jess stepping forward to take point. "Yeah," she says, leaning over to give the man a good look at her cleavage. "We were with some friends on vacation and they ditched us in the middle of nowhere."

The man gives an exasperated shake of his head. "Some people eh?" he notes. "Yeah, I been there. Hop on in, and I'll get you someplace you can take care of things."

"Mmmm, thanks," says Jess, leaning in to give the man a kiss. She pulls back to note the man's already dazed expression. "You're a lifesaver, Mister..."

"Chett," he manages to pant out. "Chett Brown."

You and Amanda come forward, and run your hands over the vehicle. "Nice car," you note.

"Muh-my pride and joy," gasps out Chett, even as Jess massages his arm.

"You clearly take good care of it," she says, darting another hand down to massage his leg. "You clearly take care of a lot of things." She leans forward intimately. "How about I give you a little something for being so very nice to us...?" Chett gives a little nod at that. Jess smiles and moves away. "Step out of the car, and I'll give it to you," she whispers, showing off her luscious form.

Chett licks his lips, unbuckles his seat belt and then gets out of the car.