Have to leave the club first

As Lou guided Vyki down the lit walkway of the VIP section, her head was heavily fogged from hormones, ****, anti-anxiety meds, and other novel aspects she wasn’t fully aware of, but she was just happy to have her partner walking with such elation each time she looked back at him. Even more so, he seemed like he was walking a bit taller, straighter, even prouder and that just made her feel accomplished, like she was doing the right thing.

As they reached the roped entrance and the man moved the barrier for them and bowed to Lou with a subtle thumbs up, the music of the club suddenly stopped, and the house lights went down. On the stage where the costume contest had been, spotlights rang down on the glittery outfit of Miss Phit. “Good evening, sluts and cucks, and welcome to our final event of the evening!”

With the crowd toned down and their focus on the stage, Lou continued to guide Vyki along the edge towards the side employee exit. Vyki’s attention captured by the bright lights, she was happy to follow Lou’s lead as she let her eyes linger on the sparkles of the stage.

“Everyone get out your cards, your cash, your venmo, and your paypal because its Auction time!!!” Phit announced as the stage lighting came up full. Vyki tripped a bit as she saw her newly acquired friend Caroleta standing amongst a group of about a dozen people, yet she had shed her pinafore for a pink baby doll nighty. While she still had her stockings and heels, her transparent lingerie displayed her bare skin and a gauzy pair of panties doing nothing to disguise the distinctive pink metallic frame of a cock cage.

Vyki’s spiked heels quickly stomping to catch her weight had garnered the attention of many people nearby including several of the participants like Caroleta. Due to their proximity of the stage, the ambient light made it so she could make out the duo slinking along. Caroleta tried to discreetly wave at her friend as they made eye contact and gave her a thumbs up. Noting a glint, Caroleta tried to signal Vyki by pointing next to her mouth.

“Now, now, girly!” Miss Phit called out as she cracked her crop against her boot, “no flirting with the potential buyers before your time! I don’t care how big, strong, and hot King Louie is, if you’re going to be his bitch for the night, he’s going to have to outbid all your other suitors, too.” She then strut down the stage towards the couple, “buuuut, if he wants to help out a good cause and contribute his baby girl to the auction, he could take her dress and send her up on stage.” This caused a wild cheer from the crowd wanting to see her on stage.

Panic went through Vyki’s head as she suddenly registered that everyone up there except for Miss Phit was in their underwear. Thoughts of going up there in just her thong & corset, even if her chest was fake, was enough to cause adrenaline to slightly clear her mind; looking to her side at Lou she shook her head violently.

Lou knew Phit well enough to know she was trying to get a rise out of them. He was not interested in giving her the satisfaction especially when he saw the dread in Vyki’s eyes. Shifting their positions to put himself between Vyki in the stage while holding her close and just rolled his eyes at Phit, shook his head, and kept walking into the secluded hallway.

“Awww! Keeping that hot slut for yourself is just plan selfish, Lou!! Think of all the good she could do for the world!” Miss Phit shouted into the mic as they disappeared around a corner of the hallway.

Vyki sighed a sigh of relief as she leaned into her protector and slowly let her body relax as the haze returned to her mind. However, as they approached the propped open door, they were intercepted by a familiar face from a side passage. “Gonna leave without saying good bye!” came a sarcastic chuckle from Ashley, “I’m hurt, Lou! I gotta at least give my farewells to the princess!”

“Oh, hey, Ash... ley!” Lou said as he let go of Vyki to give Ashley a big hug. “Sorry, its getting late, and I’m not up for dealing with Phit’s next fit.”

“Fair enough,” Ashley said leaning back to look at them while their arms were still around each other, “that’s why I volunteered to check stock in the back.”

They continued to stare at each other for a while before Vyki felt like an uncomfortable third wheel and finally cleared her throat.

“Oh, sorry, Vyki!” Lou said removing an arm and swinging back around to face Vyki. Watching Vyki’s distant stare and her sway a little as she was standing there, something occurred to him. “Actually, Ashley, you got a bit to do me a favor?”

Ashley responded with a chipper, “sure! Anything!”

“Could you stick with Vyki for a bit, say your goodbyes, while I go pull the car around?”

Ashley dropped a little disappointed at being asked to babysit but could see the girl’s unstable state and was worried her meds may have had too much of a reaction to her. “Sure, ya. We girls can hang.”

“Great!” Lou said as he gave her another hug, “you’re the greatest, Ash.”

“And don’t you forget it, Big Man”

Turning to Vyki he holds her shoulders to capture her focus. “Stay with Ashley and I’ll bring the van right up to the door, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy,” Vyki says as she leans in to give him a kiss. She really felt cared for by him. Grinning almost like a giddy schoolgirl, she watched him walk out the propped open door.

As the door closed behind him, Ashley commented, “you really seem to make him happy.”

Vyki was a little slow to process what she said and wanted more clarification, but only seemed to vocalize a simple “huh?”

Ashley swayed closer to Vyki until she was standing next to her, “I said, you really seem to make Lou happy.” Vyki looked down at the ground & started to blush thinking about how she made him happy a little while ago but turned ghost white as she felt Ashley’s fingernail lightly wipe down the corner of her lips and said with a Cheshire grin, “and I think I know why.”

Vyki just stared at the glob on Ashley’s finger trying to will her stuck brain to come up with some clever excuse, but nothing would come.

Ashley just held her finger next to Vyki’s lips and said, “it’s okay, No judgement, deary.”

Something about the gooey glob on her lips triggered Vyki to open them and stick her mouth out to clean up the excess. Ashley took the opportunity to stick finger between Vyki’s parted lips and lay the load in the middle of Vyki’s tongue.

Feeling the simple invader, Vyki slid her tongue along it and closed her lips with practiced ease before freezing with fear at suddenly realizing what she was doing.

Ashley just smiled again and said, “good girl! You do your Daddy proud.”

Vyki whimpered around Ashley’s finger as part of her was elated at being a good girl and doing something Lou should be proud of, but also really uncomfortable about standing in the hall with this hottie’s finger covered in cum in her mouth. Thinking of how she would normally love to see a girl in this position, her own cock pulsed in its silicone prison as she stood there frozen with indecision. She finally found relief as Ashley slowly withdrew her finger before licking it herself.

“I have to admit, I didn’t know that Lou would go for a girl like us,” Ashley responded with a scheming look in her eyes.

Vyki was trying to process what she meant but her mind was just running like syrup. If she meant a hot girl, that was a great compliment, but Vyki felt she was nowhere near Ashley’s league. “Thank you, but I’m nowhere near as... beautiful as you are. You could model if you wanted to.”

Ashley giggled at that thinking ‘if the poor, simple gurl only knew.’ “Thanks, but I wasn’t exactly talking about looks. I just never knew Lou was into girls born with a little extra.” Ashley confessed before she clarified, “I mean you did tell him you weren’t born a girl.”

“You knew?!?”

“Oh sweety, you’re makeup and walk is good, but when you have a critical eye to look out for your own misgivings, you notice what to look for.” Ashley said before she took on a more serious tone. “Please tell me you’ve been honest with him and not just strung him along.”

“Oh, no! He knows!”

“How’d he take it?” Ashley asked with general interest.

Thinking back to when she answered the door and then revealed who she was, “oh, really well! He hardly recognized me.”

Ashley was confused but really intrigued at this point, “wait! He knew you before??”

“Well, ya, we’ve known Lou for years, but he didn’t let on anything when I answered the door until I told him who I was.”

“Oh! My! God! Is this your first night out?!?”

“In public ya, but been training for months.”

“Girl!!” Ashley screamed with jealous, admiration, envy, and impression, “it took me years to get to this point and you did that in a few months!”

“Oh, I had help! A friend of ours is a trainer & he helped me with the movement and things. Another friend is a big cosplayer and she did all my makeup and got me these great attachments, but it was all my wife’s idea.”

“Wife?!? Does Lou know you’re married??”

“Ya, he’s a family friend and knows aaaaalll about us.”

Ashley was still trying to wrap her head around this whole story and that Lou was actually into this. “So those aren’t real?”

“I know, right!” Vyki said with honest enthusiasm “they looked so real to me, but I thought I just wanted to believe it. Feel them,” Vyki said poking her chest out as she pointed to her faux tits.

Ashley began rubbing them. On contact, she could immediately tell the difference in composition and feel, but they could almost be mistaken for implants if Vyki didn’t expose her seem under her dress.

“...and you should see the artwork they did below,” Vyki continued bragging about Nico & Xane’s work. “That is pure genius.”

“Oh??” Ashley said truly intrigued feeling the announce of her own current tuck, “let me see??”

Vyki looked around and was absolutely not interested in lifting her skirt in public.

Ashley could see her apprehension and dragged her into the supply room, “it’ll be safe in here; let me see their work.”

Vyki was still unsure, but Daddy... er Lou.. trusted her and its not like she’s going to do anything bad & nothing she hasn’t seen before. Reluctantly, Vyki grasped her petticoat and skirt with one hand raising it out of the way before reaching in with the other and lowering the front of her thong to expose the Vadget.

“Shit!” Ashley yells a bit louder than Vyki is comfortable with. “And your dick is inside there?”

“Ya, there is a cavity running up front and they built out its thickness to accommodate it.”

Looking at the faux, nude, bare pussy Ashley was racking up how many shifts and OF subs she’d need to cover something like that. “And who did you say made it?” It was definitely fake as you looked closely at it but that was just because of the proximity and time. Ashley was sure camera tricks could be used to obscure even freeze frames convincingly.

Vyki continued to describe Nico & Xane’s work while Ashley looked intently at it to the point where Vyki lost site of Ashley’s head under her skirts. Just then a stock boy opened the door.

Ashley looked at the poor boy and yelled, “get out! Girl stuff to attend to here!!” The kid averted his eyes as he quietly backed out sealing the door behind him.

As the door clicked close, Vyki’s brain finally registered what she was doing and quickly pulled her thong back up and dropped her skirt smoothing them out as her face turned almost as red as her hair.

“Give me your phone,” Ashley commanded.

Vyki wasn’t sure if Ashley somehow knew the Vadget controls were there or if something else was going on. “Daddy... er Lou has it.”

Ashley stifled a giggle at that. “k, well, when you get a moment, tell ‘Daddy’ to text me your number. I’d love to get more details from you,” Ashley instructed as she guided her out the storeroom and to the exit door.

Standing in the brisk air, Ashley asked “so Lou knows you’re married?”

“Ya, he’s been a great friend to Molly & me.”

“And this whole thing isn’t going to f’ up your marriage?”

“No, we’re poly so we sometimes date others. Like my trainer is Molly’s boyfriend.”

Ashley shakes her head as she thinks ‘and people think this place is weird??’ “So you two aren’t like exclusive or anything?”

Vyki’s turn to giggle as the whole line of questioning goes straight over her head, “oh, God, no! He’s just in a little of a dry spell,” Vyki confesses to Ashley.

The minivan backing up into the alley clearly marked the end of their time, and even though Ashley wasn’t that odd, Vyki was ready to get into the relative safety of Lou’s van and get home.

Lou was glad to see Vyki walking out with a smiling Ashley; good to see them getting along. He reached for his door as he was about to get the door for Vyki. However, Vyki slid the side door open and hopped in before saying “byyye” to Ashley as she waved and slid the door closed.

Ashley waved as well, as she slinked back into the door as it sealed shut this time the prop clearly removed from obstructing it.

Seeing Ashley gone, Vyki turned to her left to talk to Lou only to see an empty seat.

Lou was enjoying watching her sluggish mind slowly process things before she turned to face him and then broke into giggles as she realized she had gotten into the backseat.

“Guess I really am your chauffeur,” he comments to the giggling lady.

Vyki finally pauses giggling long enough to spout out, “sorry, Daddy, I’ll come up there.”

Before Lou can even say no, she slides the box of forgotten drinks back, opening the path and attempts to stand up to move forward. Unfortunately, she’s not used to walking in heels crouched over in a minivan with a strict corset and promptly tumbles into the open space between the front captain’s chairs.

True to his nature, Lou tried to twist to catch her but couldn’t move fast enough as guilt goes over his face he asks, “Baby girl! You okay?”

Giggling at herself, Vyki looks back at her heels to ensure they’re unbroken as she examines the rest of herself before looking up at look and smiling, “I’m fine. Just a little tumble.” Looking up at the passenger seat, she contemplates getting up in it, but it seems like a lot of effort to her fatigued and fogged mind. Glancing at the center console, she can just make out her reflection in the smooth, tinted covering. “How about I just stay here,” she says with a heavy sigh and leans her head on Lou’s thigh as she closes her eyes.

Lou considers asking her to move but something about the comfort of her head on his thigh seems to make things feel right. Lightly stroking her hair, he hears a soft moan sealing the deal and says, “okay, baby girl, let's get you home.”