The Queen of Clubs

Dave drove his new girlfriend to The Queen of Clubs, a store he had never been in before but had often admired the half-naked mannequins and wishing he could hook up with the kind of girl who would wear those sorts of things. Jaki was definitely that kind of girl and as they drove, Dave made sure that she knew it, with the help of the wishbone.

By the time they were there, Jaki was anxious to get into something that would really show off her hot body.

The two sales girls looked up when they walked in. One was a chesty Chinese girl with hair that plunged down beyond her ass; the other was a tall, curvy black girl whose angelic face was framed with soft loose curls. Both were dressed to kill. Neither looked happy to see them. Dave got the impression that most of their clientele didn't come in dressed in clothes from Kmart. Dave gripped the wishbone and the salesgirls suddenly became very eager to be of assistance, convinced that Dave was obscenely rich and sexy as hell.

“Hi! I’m Vicki!” gushed the Asian girl.

“And I'm Tabby,” purred the black girl. “How can we help you?”

In a jiffy, Vicki and Tabby set to taking turns dressing Jaki in sexy club wear and flirting outrageously with Dave while dancing and shaking to the pounding hip-hop playing in the store, growing hornier and happier the more attention Dave paid them. Jaki was a bit jealous at first, until Dave let her know how much it turned her on to know other women wanted her boyfriend. She WANTED Dave to get laid by anyone he was interested in.

A few other customers came in, but Dave sent them packing with a wish. He wanted the sexy salesgirls focused on him and his newly-minted girlfriend. After collecting half-a-dozen sexy outfits, Dave decided to keep Jaki in a flippy, pleated red leather that barely covered her new pussy, matching bustier, black leather collar and black leather knee boots. He nibbled her neck in front of the full length mirror and reached under the skirt to stroke her naked twat as she giggled and moaned. The sales girls looked on longingly.

"Everything chill girls?" came a voice from the back office. A large, well-dressed black man smiled tightly, with professional politeness but clear suspicion.

"Totally chill, Mr. Manning!" Tabby exclaimed with a happy grin, oblivious.

"Yeah!" Vicki said, so horny she couldn't think straight. "We're helping! <Giggle>"

"Are you the manager?" Dave asked.

"I'm the OWNER," Mr. Manning corrected.

"Cool!" Dave said, wishing for the man to believe he was a famous DJ who could send a lot of business his way. "You have a great shop here. My girlfriend Jaki here just loves it!"

"Oh yes!' said Jaki as Dave wished an intense attraction and a generous impulse on the man. "Everything here is just soooo sexy!"

"Well, you make them sexier, pretty lady!" he grinned wolfishly. "Why don't you have these things you've picked out be on the house!"

"Really?" Jaki exclaimed, jiggling her tits excitedly.

"Oh, we couldn't let you do that," Dave said.

"We couldn't?" Jaki asked, confused.

"Of course not Jaki!" Dave said. "You've got nearly $1000 worth of stuff here. At the very least you should suck the man off for it."

"Oh!” Jaki said with dawning, wishbone-induced enthusiasm. “Oh fuck yeah! I’d be totally into that!”

The expression on Mr. Manning’s face made his feeling on the matter clear. His undoing his belt was an obvious clue as well.

“Wait a minute,” Tabby objected. “What about our commission? If you’re going to go giving shit away for free, how are we…”

“I’ve got your commission right here, Tabby,” Dave said grabbing his crotch. “As long as you and Vicki don’t mind sharing.”

“Oh! Oh, well, that’s different!” Tabby said, licking her lips as her mouth began to water. Vicki giggled and swooped in to kneel in front of Dave, leaving Tabby to scramble for a position as the Asian girl undid his pants and freed his meat sword. Tabby bobbed her head in and had her tongue beneath Dave’s shaft before Vicki had the head between her plum-colored lips. Tabby’s thick, soft lips were painted silver and they artfully caressed his cock from the side as Vicki circled his head with her tongue. Dave gave both girls encouraging pats on the head and grinned from ear to ear. He could really get used to this sort of thing.

He looked over to see that Jaki was managing quite well with Mr. Manning on her own. It was hard to believe the hot slut sucking off that big black cock had been his friend Jake. His plan to make Jaki his girlfriend seemed to have gone in an odd direction. He had pimped her out before he had even screwed her. Instead of making Jake his girlfriend he was well on his way to making him, or rather now her, his whore. It was sick and wrong, and Dave had to admit that was what made it so appealing. Wasn’t it sick and wrong of him to be dating his best friend after transforming him into a woman? Was that any more sick and wrong than what Dave had done to his own mother after being given the chance to rescue her from Jake? Dave wondered. He looked down at the women sucking him off and realized he really didn’t give a fuck. The more evil the better! The bone throbbed approvingly in his hand.