Whiskey in the Jar.

It was Saturday night and Elizabeth and Sydney were having a beer. Once a month they caught up with each other. Sydney worked for the police and Elizabeth was a zoologist, working at the local zoo. Both women loved their jobs and both felt like they made a difference. However both women worked long hours so catching up was becoming harder and harder but when they managed it the drinks flowed and the laughs were non-stop.

Tonight was karaoke night. While neither of the girls sang they both loved the pub because of its atmosphere. It was always friendly if sometimes a little raucous. This night seemed to be more raucous than usual. There were four women sat at the table next to Elizabeth and Sydney whom seem to had an endless supply of cocktails. As the women drank more and more the volume levels went up and up. Unfortunately the women weren't subtle about their opinions about Elizabeth. Initially Elizabeth did her best to ignore it but it was getting harder and harder as they got louder and louder.

"If this place is getting too loud just say and we'll try somewhere else," Sydney said, trying to be diplomatic.

"It's okay, I'm enjoying the karaoke. Some of the acts are actually good."

"If you're sure."

"I am. If it gets too much I'll let you know."

The volume of the neighbouring table increase over the next half hour. Elizabeth counted seven times 'whale' was mentioned, four mentions of 'earthquake' and two 'double ticket'. Clearly she was the topic of conversation for their table. However when the woman sat directly behind Elizabeth said, "If she sat on you she'd kill you." Elizabeth had had enough.

"Are you sure you don't what to try somewhere quieter?" Sydney asked. She too had heard the comment, it was actually harder to miss.

Elizabeth looked at her drink which was almost full. "We'll finish these and then we'll see."

"Okay," replied Sydney.

"Need to pay a visit to the ladies' room," said Elizabeth. However as she rose, Elizabeth deliberately touched the shoulder of the girl behind her. The woman she touched was definitely a lot smaller that Elizabeth, in fact all four ladies were. The woman give an 'Oh My God' expression to her friends on contact. Her three friends stifled laughs. Elizabeth though got that weird feeling when she broke the contact.

Anyone watching the event would have notice nothing. A big woman accidently touching the person behind her when she stood. Nothing to see here, move along. There was no reaction, no screaming, no fighting. Nothing. Just one large woman going to the toilet and 30 seconds later, a petite woman from a neighbouring table also going to the toilet.

When Elizabeth stood she gave a dramatic stretch. This was just to kill the few seconds Lizzie needed to take over. "Follow in 30 seconds."

"Eh?" asked Sydney somewhat perplex. Elizabeth acted like she never heard Sydney and walked off to the toilet.

30 seconds later Lizzie took a sip of cocktail and said, "Need to powder my nose." With that she followed Elizabeth into the ladies. "What's up?" Lizzie asked upon entering the toilets. Over the years Elizabeth and Lizzie had developed a casual relationship.

"That little slut needs humiliating," Elizabeth said, nodding her head at Lizzie.

Lizzie turned to face the mirror and look at herself for the first time. "Anything in mind?"

"Pub, karaoke, men, dressed like a whore, I'm sure you'll think of something." Elizabeth knew she didn't need to instruct Lizzie.

"No problem-o. Result?" Lizzie always asked this so she knew how far to take things.

"Trying to have a quiet drink with Syd so if you and your three friends could leave the pub ... "

"Consider it done." No matter the body she possessed Lizzie seemed to be able to make the same smile. It was the 'sit back and enjoy the show' smile.

Elizabeth returned to her seat. She noticed Sydney had nearly finished her drink. "Thirsty?" Elizabeth asked, cocking her eyebrow.

Before Sydney could respond the man running the karaoke announced, "Next we have the lovely Emma with her rendition of Sweet Dreams."

Elizabeth turned to face the stage. 'This should be good,' she thought. The conversation on the adjacent table had stopped as all three stared at the stage in disbelief.

The song started. "Sweet dreams are made of this." The song started as normal but Elizabeth knew it wouldn't last.

"Some of them want to use you." One strap of the dress was lowered. "Some of them want to get used by you." The other strap was lowered. Elizabeth had seem the movie Striptease so knew what was coming. The guy running the karaoke had also seen Striptease and wasn't surprised by the performance. Over the years he had see many women doing a provocative dance however they always kept their clothes on. Unbeknown to him, tonight was going to be a first.

"Some of them want to be abused." The dress now hit the floor. Lizzie done a full turn in Emma's body while gyrating her hips in only her underwear. Emma was wearing a matching set of ruby red high-legged panties and bra set. A loud cheer went up from the pub, Emma's friends were starting to get very concerned.

Emma kept dancing in her underwear while telling people to "Hold your head up". When she sang "Some of them want to be abused." again, Emma reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She danced and sang with her bra clasped to her chest. Then she threw her bra off the stage and proudly sang "Everybody's looking for something." Emma shook her tits to emphasis what everybody's looking for. The loudest cheer of the night was heard. Emma's friends didn't know what to do. The man running the karaoke didn't know what to do either but he wasn't about to intervene.

After a few move lines Lizzie decided it was time for Emma to finish the show. "Sweet dreams are made of this," she proudly belted out as her hand that wasn't holding the microphone gripped her panties. Before the next line was sung, Lizzie had her panties off her body and off the stage. The cheer was deafening. The three women that were out with Emma had always know her as a blonde but they now knew she wasn't a natural. Emma's black landing strip was clear for all the pub to see.

Emma continued to dance and gyrate until the end of the song. When it was over she took several bows, offering some great shots to the phones that were out. Finally she blew the audience a kiss and put her dress back on. She put on an overtly sexual walk as she returned to the table. On her way back a man blocked her way. It was obvious what he wanted. Lizzie would have said yes but her friends jumped up from the table, grabbed their stuff, grabbed Emma and ran out the pub.

Elizabeth turned to face Sydney. "Quite a performance!"

"Yeah," was all Sydney could manage in response.

"Fancy something stronger?"