And then some!

I hadn't seen Sophie this worked up all day. We'd gone around and humiliated a number of deserving people and Sophie had enjoyed every minute if it. But this was now a different level.

"Stop worrying," Sophie said. "I have it all under control."

She was so cute though. How could I not go along? Besides it would be fun.

"Come on, we have some shopping to do," she said.

We walked a few blocks until we reached a Walmart. Then the watch came out, she grabbed my arm, and clicked it. Finally, a solution to the Walmart check out line!

Sophie knew what she was getting and walked around like a woman on a mission. She picked up some wireless hair clippers, a black wig, scissors, and a liquid laxative. Sounds like the ingredients for a good night to me.

We left the Walmart and walked the few blocks back to where we last saw Vanessa and her group of tree trunks in suits. Looking at the bars and clubs on the street we saw one that looked fancier than the others. There was a velvet rope, a line of suckers, **** to get in, search lights, and glittz lit up said that said, "La Bouche".

We both looked at each other. "She's there!"

"Figures she would be in a place called La Douche," I said.

"It says La Bouche, you dope," Sophie said giggling at me.

We walked up and before the bouncer saw us Sophie grabbed my arm and hit the watch. Everyone froze and we skipped the line (and the cover charge!) and walked in.

We went down a long dark hallway that eventually led us to a bar. Past the bar was the dance floor. And there in the middle of the floor showing off some very unimpressive moves was the world's sexiest billionaire, Vanessa English.

"There she is, all by herself," I said.

"This is too easy," Sophie said. "I want to have a talk with this bitch before I own her,"

She walked up to Vanessa and to my surprise she started time again. Vanessa kept dancing but eventually noticed Sophie.

"What are you doing here?" she said. "How did you even get in?"

Sophie wanted one encounter before she let her have it I guess.

"Oh surprised to see me?" Sophie said.

"Karolina! Now!" Vanessa said and Sophie felt two arms wrap around her and lift her off the ground. Sophie grunted and struggled but it was no use. Karolina, Vanessa's female bodyguard had her like a vice. She tried to reach for the watch but she couldn't quite reach it.

"Boys! Wall!" Vanessa said and seemingly out of thin air all her bodyguards appeared and circled her and Sophie.

"Well now this looks familiar," Vanessa said. "I'm sure you thought you were going to come here show me a thing or two weren't you, little girl?"

Sophie was seething. I tried to get in but those damn giants wouldn't let me though.

"You bitch, you're gonna get yours, you know that?" Sophie said, seething with anger as she was held tight.

The room stopped and everyone was watching.

"Listen to me, you poor, poor nobody. Stop trying to reach far above your level to get to me. You can't touch me and you never will," Vanessa said. She smiled and then smacked Sophie's face with her gloved hand.

"Owwww!"

"Okay Karolina, please take the trash out to the curb. Thank you," Vanessa said.

The circle opened up and Karolina carried Sophie out. Down the hallway and threw her on the street outside.

"Owwww, dammit," Sophie said.

"Please, don't do this again," Karolina said with a thick Russian accent.

I wasn't doing much better. One of the apes had grabbed me and shoved me outside right after Sophie. I landed right next to her.

"Still want me to be careful?" Sophie said.

"Fuck that bitch," I said.

Sophie smiled. "That's my boy."

She grabbed my arm and hit the watch again and we got to work. We went back inside and I had a job. She would work on Vanessa and I would get rid of the bodyguards. She had it easy!

Those guys were heavy. I picked each one up and walked them out of La Bouche and placed them in the bathroom of a club across the street.

Inside Sophie had Vanessa's cream colored jacket off and had untucked her blouse. Yep, she was wearing a waist cincher. And this was working overtime. Sophie pulled out the scissors and started slicing the threads in the back. She stopped just before it would rip. Just a few strands were keeping that thing together.

The she pulled out the hair clippers and started to shave the socialites head. Black locks soon littered the floor. Sophie shaved her almost completely bald, except for a lock of hair she left right in the front. Then she pulled out the black wig she had just bought and put it on Vanessa's bald head. She arraigned it just so and once she thought it would do she then tucked Vanessa's blouse in and put her jacket back on her.

One last touch: The liquid laxative. She opened Vanessa's mouth and poured the entire bottle down her throat.

I walked back in, finally finished, having carried Karolina three blocks away and locking her in a closet at a CVS. I was sweating and exhausted.

"Aww look at you. Working hard to make me happy," Sophie said.

My heart jumped as she walked over and kissed me. "I appreciate your hard work on this one," she said.

"You better! I'm gonna need a rest after this one. What's next?"

"What's next is you take a seat and enjoy the show," Sophie said.

I loved this idea I have to admit. I wasn't exactly sure how this would go but I couldn't wait to see it.

Sophie pulled out the watch and started time again. I was sitting at the bar. Sophie ordered a drink she'd never pay for. She downed it and then headed out onto the dance floor.

Sophie walked right up to Vanessa. The room had stopped to watch this confrontation. The music went silent. Time seemed to stop. Well you know what I mean.

Vanessa showed no fear as Sophie walked right up to her. She put her hands on her hips and yelled out, "Don't you learn? Are you too poor to understand you can't win here? Boys! Wall!"

But nothing happened.

Vanessa looked around. "Boys? Karolina? Where are you dammit!?"

"They're not gonna save you this time, princess," Sophie said.

Looking around Vanessa saw she was right. Her team of bodyguards was nowhere to be found. The reality sunk in. She was alone.

Vanessa's demeanor completely changed. She looked nervous. No, check that. She was scared.

"Now, let's not get hasty," she said as she backed away but it was no use. Sophie grabbed Vanessa's collar pulled her close.

"Let's show everyone who you really are," she said and then grabbed Vanessa's hair and yanked her wig off.

"WHAT?! What the hell??" Vanessa was in shock to say the least, having no idea she was bald until this moment. Smartphones went off taking pictures and video of the famous billionaire's bald head. Vanessa reached up and put her gloved hands to her head.

"I'm not bald! What's going on here?" she said, dumbfounded. She touched the shock of black hair Sophie had left in the front. "This can't be happening," she said.

"Oh, I'm not done with you yet," Sophie said. But Vanessa wanted no part of it. This bald head was too much already. If this was fight or flight time, Vanessa was choosing flight.

She spun on her heels and started to run from Sophie. Being on those high heels didn't help though and Sophie caught her in seconds, grabbing her cream color jacket and yanking. Vanessa pulled the other way and eventually Sophie yanked it off. Vanessa tried to run again but Sophie grabbed her arm and spun her back around and let go a right cross that connected with snob's left eye knocking her off her feet and onto her ass. Vanessa slid back on her ass a few feet before she stopped and sat up.

All this running around and now hitting the ground was too much for Vanessa's sabotaged waist cincher. The clasps gave up the battle of the bulge and it ripped off. Vanessa's new problem was about to show itself to everyone.

As the cincher ripped her stomach popped out, pushing her blouse open as the buttons flew off. More cameras went off as Vanessa's big belly made it's debut. When it flopped out the zipper in the back of her skirt also popped open.

Sitting on the floor, blouse open, belly exposed, bald headed, and now a black eye slowly forming, Vanessa was a mess. She sat on the floor and looked down at her exposed stomach, mouth open with nothing coming out.

Sophie stood over her triumphantly. Looking down at the snooty socialite she learned something new. "Look at you Vanessa English. Who knew you were FAT and FLAT," she said as she reached into fallen princesses bra and pulled out two silicon falsies. With nothing to hold it in place, Vanessa's bra hung low exposing her flat chest and tiny long nipples.

Before Vanessa could speak, she felt something. Something gurgle inside her.

BRAAAAPPP!!!

Vanessa ripped a huge fart that curdled every nose in the room.

"Oh my God," she said springing to her feet. Once she stood up her damaged skirt fell to her knees, leaving her only in her gloves, loose hanging bra, high heels, stockings, and now on display were her large tight white shaping panties.

As she stood there for a brief moment everyone could see what the real Vanessa English looked like. A pretty but snooty face with a upturned nose, flat chest, and a big belly and ass. The world's sexiest billionaire was anything but. She was a true fraud exposed by Sophie.

That brief moment was broken by another disgusting loud fart.

BRAPPPPPP!!!

"Oh my God!" Vanessa kicked off her high heels and ran to the bathroom, one hand clutching her flat chest, the other holding her ample bottom.

She flew into the bathroom and the crowd erupted with laughter, talking, cheers, and all sorts of reaction. Sophie was being congratulated by strangers and we both made our way through the nightclub.

"One more thing, okay?" she said.

I gave her a look. "Okay, ONE more thing," I said.

She pulled out the watch, grabbed my arm, and stopped time again. We both went into the ladies room.

There in the closest stall was Vanessa, emptying her bowels. We popped the door open.

"Whatever you're going to do, do it quick. I can't take this smell!" I said.

Sophie worked quick. She popped off Vanessa's bra and rolled her stockings down to her feet. Vanessa now wearing only her gloves and the rolled stockings that looked like booties on her feet now. Sophie also grabbed the one shocked of hair left on Vanessa's hear and curled it. Sophie then went to the sink and wet a paper towel. She then used it to wipe the makeup off Vanessa's face. Without the foundation and rouge and everything else Vanessa's pale skin and chubby cheeks were more visible. The picture was perfect. Rich, superior, cold, sexy Vanessa English now resembled a big spoiled baby.

Starting time again Sophie stood in front of Vanessa. "Hey sweety," she said getting her attention.

Vanessa looked up and saw Sophie standing there, phone in her hand filming away.

"Oh my God! Get out you crazy bitch," Vanessa said.

"Of course, Vanessa. I just wanted you to see what was going viral right now," Sophie said, grinning as she held up her phone, showing Vanessa the pictures she had taken.

"Oh noooo! Nooooo!!" Vanessa said, whining as tears rolled down her face. "It's not fair! You can't do this to meeeee!!" she cried and started bawling, kicking her feet while sitting on the toilet. She placed one gloved hand over her crotch and with the other, she started sucking her thumb. Sophie filmed away.

"Okay, now we're done," Sophie said.