Strip club

John had a specific destination in mind to find another woman for Amy's next possession—the strip club. Disguised within a briefcase, he carried a latex catsuit, ready for the chosen candidate.

Upon arrival, he discreetly surveyed the club, seeking the perfect woman for Amy's possession. It didn't take long for him to spot her—a stunning redhead with curves in all the right places. John secured a private room and requested her presence.

In the private room, the enchanting Roxy entered. "Hello, sir. My name is Roxy. How can I help you today?" she purred seductively.

John, playing his part, explained his unusual request. "Roxy, I have a peculiar proposition. Would you be willing to wear this latex catsuit? It's very stretchy, fitting just about anyone."

Roxy, aware of her allure, replied with a smirk, "Sure, honey, but special outfits will cost you extra."

"No problem, I'll make it worth your while," John assured her, handing over the catsuit.

[text to Amy] "I've given her the catsuit. In five minutes, put on the glasses, and she should be ready."

As Roxy returned to the room, the catsuit accentuated every curve, creating a breathtaking sight. "Like what you see?" she teased.

John, barely containing himself, nodded. Roxy leaned in, asking, "So, what would you like me to—?" Her sentence cut off as her body shivered.

Posessed by Amy, Roxy opened her eyes with surprise. "Where are we, and why am I so close to your face?" she asked John.

Amy, reveling in her new form, inspected herself. "This is a good choice. The voice may be sexier than Jenny's."

"Now that I have a new body, let's test how this one kisses," Amy suggested, climbing onto John's chair for a passionate kiss.

After a minute, she pulled back. "So, what's the verdict?" Amy inquired.

"You kissed better in Jenny's body, but I bet there are many things you could do better in this body," John replied with a wink.

With a sly grin, Amy asked, "What do you want to do next?"