Recruitment

Dave meant no disrespect, but the weekday day shift at this strip club didn't exactly inspire him. Monica seemed nice enough. He was sure that he was going to use his bone and correct the others. Wish 'em back to their 20s, fix that janky tooth, all that sort of thing, eventually. But he needed to make his new club his own. That meant finding a new star!

All he needed was a little inspiration, so he walked outside to the bustling street outside this seedy little joint. There was a bus stop just down a block or so. A young Hispanic woman in her early 20s was getting off with an older woman. Both seemed excited. Elated even. They walked on the other sidewalk. The younger was wearing tight jeans that were hugging her ass. Not much titty to speak of, but the ass was something special.

"Hey, baby, what are you giggling about?" Dave hollered from the other side of the road, as the pair walked by the strip club. The older woman just rolled her eyes and put an arm around the younger woman's shoulder to scurry her forward.

"I wish they'd stop and come talk to me," Dave muttered. Both of them stopped mid-stride. The younger woman nearly fell over as she turned towards Dave. They both looked both ways and then hurriedly crossed the street, coming towards Dave and his strip club.

"Uh, hi," the younger one said, nervously.

"Like I said, what are you so happy about?"

"Oh, I just got word that I got into the med school of my dreams, and my aunt and I were about to go tell my mom," she waved a piece of paper that she withdrew from her coat pocket, "I'm Illeana, by the way."

"Maria," the older woman interjected, "But we really must get going."

"I'm Dave," he said confidently. Maria looked like she wanted to leave, but the Wishbone's magic had kept them there for a moment longer. "Med School, huh? That's a big accomplishment." Illeana smiled nervously. She didn't like being here in front of a strip joint where everyone could see. "And a big commitment," he continued.

"Oh, I've been working towards this since I was eleven, though. I've wanted to be a doctor ever since I was little, and here I am, about to go to Cornell."

"Cornell Medical School? No shit? That is really really impressive," Dave said. Part of him felt bad at what he was going to do. But that part was shrinking the more he used the Wishbone. "You're a very accomplished young woman, and boy what a looker, too!" Again, her ass in those jeans.

She glowered at him. Maria looked like she was about to beat Dave up. "Really, we should go now," Maria insisted. Her legs pumped but her feet didn't leave the ground.

"Instead of becoming a doctor, have you considered taking off your clothes and having men throw money at you?" Dave said.

Illeana slapped him. Dave grinned as the bone throbbed in his hand after his silent wish.

"How dare you? I came over here to be polite, but I won't let my hard work be disrespected by some sleazy--"

"You really think she could do that?" Maria asked, her eyes wide, "You really think she could become a stripper?" Dave nodded eagerly, as Illeana turned toward to her aunt, agog.

"What?" Illeana nearly screamed.

"She's got a hell of an ass, and if she worked really hard, she could even suck the dick of the strip club owner." Another silent wish kept Illeana from being physically violent to him but her anger was still there. Maria shivered and rocked on her heels.

"Oooh, Illeana, I am so proud of you. We always knew you were special, but to think that you could become a stripper, it was too much to hope for," Maria said, hugging her sides. An honest-to-God stripper in the family? What could be greater than that? She had once wanted to be a stripper when she was younger but only the most special, hottest women could even hope to be one. And here was a strip club owner saying her little Illeana could be one? And perhaps she could even suck his dick someday! It was beyond Maria's wildest dreams!

"Why don't the two of you come with me and we discuss your career options?"

"Fuck off, white boy and leave me al--" This time, Maria slapped Illeana across the cheek.

"How dare you?" Maria said, grabbing her niece by the ear and wrist, "This nice young strip club owner invites us in, says you could be a stripper, a STRIPPER, and you talk to him like that? You were raised better than that!" Maria dragged Illeana into the strip club.