Fitting in

In the morning, Jane thought about what to do, her favorite characters were corrupted almost beyond recognition, and she was stuck there. So, she had to make the best of it, even if it was being their pimp.

She had to re-learn who the prince... whores were, to know their clientele.

Laying on the bed, the pregnant Tiana in her arms, she asked.

"What's your clientele? What services do you offer?"

"I'm a roleplayer, for some extra, I can be your horny stepsister, your submissive maid, your girlfriend from the ghetto, and others..." Tiana explained

Jane listened in silence.

"The maid with her horny boss cheating on his wife, it's my fav'. With my big belly, now, I can even say it's his and act like I don't know what to do to not mess up things. Most of the time, clients with that kink are really married. It's fun and fulfilling, like I'm helping them to stay in the lines."

"And all your clients are into roleplay?"

"Nah, of course not, most of them just want a cocksleeve to empty their balls. But my regulars come for the roleplay, I love it, and I'm good at it."

"Would you play the princess for me?"

Tiana chuckled. "That would bring some souvenirs, but I don't have a princess dress, too expensive, I had to give it back to Mr. Mouse."

Jane kissed her on the forehead. "I'll buy you a new one."

"That's so sweet, babe, thank you. I'll be your princess whenever you want."

Tiana then go down, between Jane's legs, and started eating her out.

Later, Jane left the apartment to take a look around. The place was dirty with trashes littering the floor, the cold concrete walls cracked and showing traces of humidity, the heavy doors with the paint wearing off, and the smog outside visible through dirty windows. The place had more in common with a prison, than an apartment block. In the early morning, it was quiet, the clients were gone, and the girls were sleeping.

Reaching the rooftop, Jane could see the view of the city. The place was as filthy as the rest. If she wanted to give it a higher standing, there was a lot of work ahead. Looking around, in the dim light of the sun through the smog, Jane spotted Mulan throwing a cigarette butt.

"Hi, Mulan."

"Hi, bitch. Watcha doing here this early in the morning?"

She was still wearing her goth look, with her dark purple makeup and braids, but she was only wearing a pink micro-skirt, G-string, fishnet stockings and stiletto high heels. Still, the most eye catching was her massive tits with pierced nipples.

"I was doing the owner's turn, seeing what I can to make this place look half-decent. You ok?"

"Scared that I jump? Nah don't fret, I aint finished here. I was just taking a breath before going to bed, I still have the taste of cum in my mouth."

"Are they new?" Jane asked, looking at her fleshy globes.

"A year, more or less. I was sick of being asked to dress like a dude and pound Shang's ass."

That was one thing, Jane was curious about, where are the princes?

"What happened to Shang?"

"Nothing, he left and got himself a little sissy. Didn't like my new babies."

"Oh... So, what's your specialty, then?"

"My specialty? Uh... I guess playing the little brat to tame. Men love to overpower me and make me shut up with a cock down my throat."

"And that's good for you?"

"Meh, pays the rent and stuffs... I'm gonna crash in my bed, now."

"Yes, sure."

Jane took a look in the street down, it wasn't better than the building, with men passed out in the street, cars half dismantled, and tags on the walls. It was not a neighborhood that felt safe to walk in. The young woman left the roof to go down one floor, there she spotted a door open and inside the apartment, Aurora.

"Hi!"

"Hi bossie!" She answered in a bubbly voice.

She was just dressed with a pink micro-skirt and G-string, and had her nipple pierced, like Mulan. But other than that, she had pink makeup and on her belly was a tattoo "Sleep with me" with a fey under it. She looked at Jane coming in while she was eating an ice cream.

The room was more clean than the rest of the building. Really girly with pink and purple drapes on the wall and posters of muscular men. It looked like a teenager's bedroom.

"You seem more... rested than the others."

"Ahah, yes! I slept soo well with my John."

"You slept?"

"Yeah! They totally pay big bucks to spend the night with me, they're so alone, it's soo sad! So, I spend time with them and cuddle them, and suck their tiny cock... Guy's with small cocks are soo much more fun and easy to compliment."

"Oh, I guess that's your specialty."

"You can say that. Like, I'm a good whore, I don't blow and go like the others."

So, Aurora was a little bit higher standing than the others, the bar was low, so it wasn't difficult.

"Tiana said, there were six whores in the building, but there are fourteen apartments. Who lives in the others apartments?"

"Like, just two girls, kinda. Jane had some married guy, he was totally paying for the rent and all, but she got a baby in her belly and he didn't like it. So, now, she kinda goes into parties and steal money and stuffs. And there is Beauty, who's like half of the time at some guy's place to act like a pet. Other than that, it's empty, most people don't like living with whores."

So, there were six empty apartments. If she wanted to be able to make things better, she needed to find people to rent it to. Leaving Aurore to find the other girls, she heard moaning through the thick door on the other side of the corridor.

Walking to the door, Jane was surprised to hear the moaning stop suddenly. She stayed a moment, unsure what to do, when the door opened, revealing Pocahontas. Her hair were cut just under the jawline and she was wearing a black leather jacket and miniskirt, with knee-high, heeled boots. With her purple makeup, she looked quite badass.

"Oh, hey, Ms. Doe you're early."

"Hi, Pocahontas. I just wanted to see how you were doing."

"Fucking great, I got some banger video for my viewers. The client last night had such a massive cock, I got the best anal and the best clip for my page."

"You're making videos?" Jane said intrigued.

"Yeah! Wanna see?"

"Of course!"

Pocahontas led her to her bedroom, where a set of camera and lights were placed at different angles. There was a computer, where Jane could see the whore getting ass fucked in full screen.

"It brings me as much money as the rest, so I get double pay. From my clients, and from the viewers. It's fucking dope."

"Do your clients agree to this?"

"Yeah! I get them to sign the form, their face is hidden, and I make sure to focus the camera on me."

"I see."

That was well played, she had two incomes like this, and she would probably be the richest of the block pretty quick. The only thing was that she was also particularly trashy and vulgar, even compared to Mulan. A shock compared to what she was in the movies.

"I can't show much, I wanna go to the store to buy some groceries before there is too much people. It's fucking annoying to have people trying to grab you for free."

"Yes, sure. Thanks for showing me."

"No prob, Ms. Doe, any time."

Jane left the apartment and went one floor down to hear.

"Come on, take it all, little trash whore!"

"Thank you, mister for using this trash whore."

On the second floor, at the end of the corridor, a large black man had sprayed cum all over the face and chest of Alice, ruining her colorful makeup. She was on her knees, only dressed with fishnet stocking and stiletto heels. Her small tits were pierced with rings, while a tattoo of a red heart was visible under her left eye.

Seeing Jane, she turned red, while the man rubbed his large cock on her face before she cleaned it with her mouth. He then entered an apartment to get his clothes back.

"Sorry, ma'm, I know you told me to not get my client outside the apartment, but he was very insistent to fuck my dirty mouth in the corridor." Alice said, her face still dripping cum.

Jane looked at the open door of the apartment with a bit of worry.

"Are you, ok? Did he paid you?"

"Oh, yes, don't worry about the little me, ma'm. He paid for my services in advance, like he should."

It was strange that Jane first thought when seeing Alice being abused, was about money. Which made her wonder, what happen when clients don't pay.

"What do I usually do when people don't pay?"

"You send, Mr. Hercules."

Well, obviously, it had to be him... Jane wasn't sure she wanted to see what he looked like in this world. Probably a violent brute drinking monster energy all day.

Once dressed, the client left and Alice walked back to her apartment. She followed her, and discovered a cosy place with plushies in the sofa and the bed, giving the girl an aura of innocence that contrasted with her nonchalant attitude while she walked naked and covered in cum.

"Do you have a specialty with your clients, something you like?" Jane asked.

"Oh, I'm not sure I can call that a specialty, ma'm, but I like being treated badly, like earlier, and the clients like it too. Calling me names, jerking on my face, that kind of stuffs. They pay more for that."

"Ok, so, that was a normal occurence, then."

her face cleaned, Alice nodded. With her makeup gone, she looked more like herself, more like a regular girl next door. But she wasn't that, she would never be, ever. It was all ruined in Jane's mind. She was dealing with low class whores.

And in her visit of the building, there was one more to see. Jasmine.

Jane went to her apartment and knocked at the door, it took a moment but the whore openned. She had her signature turquoise headband, and her bikini top, under a black leather jacket, barely hid her areola and nipple rings. Her makeup was dark green and she had a tattoo "Whore" just under her right eye.

"Good morning, boss. What's up?"

"I was just doing a little check up, can I come in?"

"Sure!"

Letting her in, Jasmin sat next to the window, spreading her legs wide to show her crotch barely covered by the G-string, under the micro-skirt. She did a teasing smile, like she wanted to make Jane want her.

"What can I do for you, boss?"

"I'm going to rase the standing of this place."

Jasmine raised an eyebrow.

"And I thought, you had no ambition! I'm pleased to be wrong."

"So, the main question is, what do you do best? What makes your clients come back?"

Again, Jasmine shows a teasing smile.

"It's the belief that I need to be saved, that I'm in love with them, that they are the best to my eyes. My regulars promised me to free me from this place and I make them believe that I would love to be taken away. A fairy tale for adults."

"And what if one of them actually tries to... save you?"

"With that tattoo on my face? No, I'm not wife material. And even so, I trust you to be the bad guy and stop them from doing something stupid."

Jasmine seemed to be the most cunning and manipulative of all the girls. And with her, done, Jane talked to all her whores. Now, there was just two girls living in the building to talk to. She left Jasmine's apartment to join Tiana who was probably waiting for her.