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You can't wait to wear the gold lame dress. You enter your apartment and head straight to your room. You quickly undress and slip on the gold lame dress.

You strut to the bathroom. Your jaw drops. The dress clings to you perfectly, displaying your assets perfectly. You swear your breasts have grown bigger and perkier. Your lips are lush and kissable. You eyes seem to become red with vertical black slits. You shift positions and they go back to blue. You playfully suck a finger. When you pull it out your fingernail is black and sharp. You don’t remember painting them black, but they look very sexy.

“Fuck you look hot, babe.” You whisper to the mirror.

You definitely need to show off your new look. You head out.

You head for Tres Chic, the most expensive bar in the city. The drinks there start at twenty bucks, of course you aren’t planning to be paying.

You stride into the bar, enjoying appreciative glances from both men and women at the bar.

No sooner than when you sit, the bartender comes over with a drink. He points out a man on the other end of the bar. He is older, but not unattractive. You favor him with a smile.

You sip your drink. They may be outrageously expensive, but they are good. You examine your admirer. He wears an expensive suit, but seems well built. You decide you’ll take him for a ride.

You wander over to him.

He gives you a smile. “My name is Mark.”

“Mine is Tara. Nice to meet you. Care to follow me back to the bathroom?”

You head toward the back. He gives you a quizzical expression, but follows. You reach the door. You turn and give him a passionate kiss. He looks stunned as you pull him into the women’s bathroom.

You find a stall and slip your dress up, exposing you soaking pussy.

He looks stunned.

You smile. “Are you going to fuck me or not.”

He drops his pants. He is well endowed and obviously aroused.

He plunges into you. It feels amazing. You want to scream in pleasure, but you are in a public bathroom. Instead you enjoy his expression as he tries to remain silent.

You feel him cum. You see his aura. You want just a little taste. You smile, devouring energy like this keeps getting easier.

Your phone rings.