Raven & Luna

Walking into the shop were two coed beauties that would already put Bill on alert if only to pump up his number of girls, but were of a certain flavor that he'd figure would work to spice things up.

Firstly, Luna was a thick, youthful latina; despite that feature being easy to find on any campus, she highlighted her features with a pair of tall thigh-high boots and equally black short shorts that both failed to contain her thickness. Her firm belly and arms were practically exposed save for a fishnet mesh that continued under a cropped band T-shirt that curtained over her bountiful chest. She had a black choker on and blackish-purple lipstick to match the rest of her makeup, while also sporting a wolf-cut hairstyle as a casual show of rebellion.

The 2nd girl was a thick, pale white girl, sporting a black corset cinching her waist and lifting her sizeable chest into a good chunk of cleavage poking through her black dress. Her dress barely stopped half-way down her thick thighs, supported below by a pair of high heels, and she was rocking a pair of black arm sleeves that ended before reaching the set of rings on her hands. Raven also had a tight black choker that was just as black as her long hair, with a hime cut, drawing attention to deep green eyes surrounded by black mascara that was similar in shade to the lipstick on her plump lips.

The two goth babes were also affectionately locked into each other's arms; lovingly pulling at themselves and sharing slight kisses as they walked in to the beginning of their shopping trip date.

It was never an issue turning a few girls into gay for pay, so this definitely skipped a step, but might've added a few others if they were a couple of gold-star lesbians hesitant to take dick ... at least for now.

With a simple hit of the subliminals, it didn't take Raven long to grab a few rings to add to her collection and Luna a few earrings, while imagining exchanging the studs on her tits later.

Heels were difficult to run in, so Raven was immediately caught by a bulked-up security guard, and Luna ended her turn towards the exit, unable to ditch her. They were both brought to Bill's back office.

They stiffly kept near each other before being spread apart a couple feet.

"You made two quite the run" Bill commented, gesturing to different stills on the monitor of them stealing.

"Hey this is bullshit-!" Luna opened, before getting her face blocked off by a handheld metal detector; that started beeping loudly near her chest.

"Search em' "

The burly guard then flipped down Raven's top; letting her pale, unpiereced, tits bounce in all their glory. Luna's further protests were drowned out by beeps as her girlfriend was groped, and that didn't stop nearly a dozen high-cost rings from being pulled out of her spread cleavage.

The Latina's chest only had the piercings she came in with, and after a cursory grope 'just in case,' her fat knockers were found to be just as natural as the white girl's.

The beeps expectedly picked back up once they got near Luna's stretched shorts, which were immediately pulled down to reveal the same black thong as under Raven's dress, and a small matching star tattoo on their fat cheeks.

The piercings were retrieved from her shorts's pockets, and with everything totaled, the cost of the would-be theft was over $20,000 from about 12 one-grand rings and 4 two-grand diamond earrings.

"Yeah, this is looking to be a serious case of grand larceny that could put you girls away for a long time." Bill mused, imagining these girls in a prison's showers.

Shocked, Luna tried taking the fall-"It was all me, I-I just stuffed these in-", and Bill simply tapped his monitor again.

"Ladies, I believe we can come to an arrangement." He figured they'd do well as a couple of alt-bimbos for some goth-girl content.

"W-what do you want?" Raven asked, uncomfortable by his phrasing.

"Well youse two's bodies seem to be quite talented, so how about you do a bit of film work for my company, and this all goes away" Bill offered.

Luna clicked her tongue and with disgust counter-offered, " We- No, I already have an OF that she helps out with; can't we just give you that?"

Bill was half-surprised to be recruiting indie talent, and asked "What's the monthly revenue?"

"$400" she added softly, setting down his expectations yet at least giving him a foundation to start them on, before pulling them into his studio formally.

"Keep it going, just now under my management. If either of you can't meet the content that my people want, you're done for, and will have to see how comfortable either of you are with seeing your darling pounded out by some fat-bastards; and that's if you don't want the same treatment by prison COs for the duration of your sentence."

The lesbians reluctantly agreed.