Matt and Jake at Rollergirls

"Ben and his girlfriend just arrived," Matt said after waving at the car blinking its headlights as it drove into the parking complex. For his age, he was large and well built. All the female waitresses at the diner were stealing looks at his dark-skinned form.

"What was her name again?" Jake asked, her nose in her phone, skimming through the emails for the venue they were renting.

"Amber, I think," Matt said as he sat down again. "Bit intimidated, but Ben convinced her to come."

"He wouldn't be here if she didn't approve," Jake said with a smirk as a cute waitress rollerskated over with the Pecan Pie slice she'd ordered.

"If there's anything else you need, just call for me," She said to Jake, tapping the name tag pinned on top of her F-cup cleavage, kept contained in a flannel crop top with a deep cleavage. The name tag said Jonathan and she seemed to be packing something extra in the front of her white thong panties under her red pleated miniskirt that left plenty of jiggly ass cheeks visible as she made a twirl and skated off to the next table.

"You still think that app doesn't work?" Matt asked Jake as he noticed her lingering on their waitress for a few seconds.

"Well... Rollergirls have girls rolling around," Jake said apologetically. "Jonathan passes well. Maybe the company just is very progressive?"

"Or that statement you made when we came here might have altered their male employees," Matt said with a accusing smirk. "How much money did you make after making it?"

"About thirty bucks," Jake said with a sigh, looking around. She had seen at least two Rollergirls with bulges, and one of the janitors cleaning the bathrooms had a very male outfit, but it was hard to tell if she had a bulge in the pantsuit trousers.

"So there might have been three guys around here that got changed," Matt said as he took a long sip of his milkshake. "Or they've employed three trans women at this diner in a small town that normally might not even have one."

"Times are changing, Bro," Jake said with a huff as she chomped down on a slice of pie, finding the phone number of their contact person for the place they were renting. "Be right back," she said as she got up from her seat and walked away from Matt to speak in private.

"They will be here within a few hours," Cato Cruz said to the three employees trailing him on their way into the resort, one janitor and two house-cleaning maids. The place was a mess after the last guests and he really should have let his employees spend a few days fixing the place up before renting it out again. But instead he did as he usually did, cut corners and made his employees work themselves to the bone.

His phone began ringing outside the main entrance, so he quickly unlocked the door and turned towards the workers. "Alright, some of you are new, but just start cleaning this place down. Juan knows where the cleaning supplies are," he said as he picked up the phone. "Okay, get to work," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand before answering the phone. "Cruz here, Cruz Vacation resorts. How may I help?"

"Hi, it's Jake here," She said in a high pitched tone. "we're about two hours away now and I wanted to call ahead to notify you."

"Ah, yes, excellent," Cato said with a hint of distractedness in his voice as he knew this would be way too close for his workers to finish cleaning up the place. "It might be a bit early compared to what we agreed on, but we can add that to the bill."

"The bill?" Jake said as she felt a ping of annoyance. She tilted her head down and her eyes flashed. If you paid attention you probably could claim they went from blue to glowing purple, but that wasn't something people noticed unless they had the right defensive tools in place. "I'm pretty sure we will be there just at the time we agreed upon. Is something wrong with the resort?"

"No, no, nothing is wrong," Cato said quickly. "Everything is in perfect condition and ready for your arrival. My eager team is just putting the finishing touches on the place as we speak" he added.

Inside the resort, the workers sighed as they looked at each-other for a moment after seeing the state of the place. A gust of wind brought the smell of a freshly cleaned house to their noses. As they looked back at the now miraculously clean resort, the mood brightened as they realized whoever had been there had literally cleaned the place down before they left, leaving them only with minor re-stocking jobs to handle.

"And did I say you were arriving early?" Cato continued as he also noticed the state of the house. He had not expected that frat boy spring break crew to leave the place like this. Maybe their parents had dropped by and cleaned the place up before they left? "I must have misread, two hours from now and the place will be ready for you.

"Excellent," Jake said as the purple color in her eyes faded a little, but she didn't have the same smile as before. "I must say Cato, you sure seem able to turn things around on. I hope you pay your workers well," she said, digging a little to see if she could pull one on their host.

"Oh they make their earnings the honest way," Cato said with a small laugh. He spend plenty of time harassing his workers out of every penny he could. "They are very happy working for me."

"Oh, So you like to give them a little extra, a happy ending so to speak?" Jake asked with a small grin as her eyes flared up again. Then she paused for a second as she pondered if this was a good moment to test if her latest ability worked or not. "Say, I'm terribly sorry, but you have a deep voice. Did I ever call you Mister Cruz by mistake?"

"Um, I don't remember," Cato began as he'd been caught off guard by the first question. Initially he'd felt disgust, but then he realized it actually was a tinge of guilt and embarrassment that she'd caught on. Even his wife didn't know he'd pleasure the women and men working under him. Well, maybe she had her suspicions, he'd always been very open to having sex. Hell, they'd been having sex with others for many years now. She loved cucking him now and then. He probably would let her get a new bull now before she figured out he'd been having sex with the new workers again.

"You have a good ear though," Cato then said as his lips grew perky and his body began shrinking. Cato coughed and her voice rose a little as she turned into a mid-thirties woman. her jeans became more form fitting, her shoes became high heels, Her blazer became a brown lace-up leather jacket and her gaudy sunglasses grew into a knitted wide-brimmed hat. "I usually keep my voice low and act butch. Most of our customers like to talk money with a man and entertainment with a woman."

"Wow, I'm surprised I caught up on that," Jake said as they both had a small laugh. "Listen, I got to get back to the car, we will be there in two hours or so. Let those well-hung workers have some relief in the meanwhile."

"I'll tell them you are eager to see their handiwork," Cato said with a smile as she glanced into the living room. The two women cleaning the counters in the kitchen shuffled awkwardly for a moment as dark veiny cocks blossomed into existence in their underwear, bulging down the thigh legs of one's yoga pants and falling out of the panties of the other, tenting her skirt. They both moaned gently and giggled at one another at the timing. They both had it rough going through a day without emptying their balls every six hours or so. It's been a few hours since they started working and they had a tradition to save up a little for Cato's lunch.

"Perfect," Jake said with a wide smile as she noticed Ben and Amber were standing outside the coffee shop and were talking with Matt. "Alright, I got to go, talk to you later," Jake said and hung up on Cato.

Cato sighed and felt happy. She loved it when her clients felt she'd done a good job making things ready for them. She loved making people feel good. Her wife hadn't been that optimistic to begin with, but they'd found a way to make their relationship work around Cato's surplus of love and over-eager libido.

"Our guests are two hours away," Cato said as she walked into the living room, unbuttoning her leather jacket and letting her fake tits fly free.

"Time for lunch then?" the maid in the skirt said as she came into clear view of Cato, her now ten inch cock coming into view under the lacy fabric as she idly began rubbing it in anticipation. Beneath her balls her pussy was also throbbing with need, but it wasn't as needy as her cock.

"We probably have time for that, yes," Cato said as the other maid came over to her as she dropped off a basket of clothes. Cato put one hand down her crotch along her thigh and rubbed at her cock. Yoga-pants maid's cock wasn't ten inches, but it was thicker than skirt maid's and her pussy juices gave it that extra spice. Which made it Cato's favorite lunch sausage.

The third handyman arrived a few minutes later. "God damned, you started before I finished cleaning the pool?" He said as he put down a washing bucket by the door and took off his shoes.

Cato merely giggled around Yoga-pants maid's cock as she laid on her back in the couch, skirt maid's cock buried in her pussy. "I can jerk you onto my tits while helping these girls.

"Oh well, fine," he said as he began unbuttoning his pants and pulled out his own dick. It was impressive too, but it looked small on his much larger body compared to the dicks on his colleagues. but it wasn't a big problem, the boss wasn't picky at all, and the girls didn't mind playing with it now and then when they were alone, if he reciprocated in kind, that is.

Jake was about to walk back to the three when she paused for a moment, pondering her conversation. She didn't really want to believe her sister or her step-brother's theories that the app actually changed reality.

The last challenge she'd taken on had, in theory, given her the ability to alter reality with words, but it was meant to do so without being directly noticeable for her or at all for others. She had stretched her conversation with Cato a little to see if she could tell if something had changed... but at best she'd just been lucky again about guessing what was going on.

She checked her app, and apparently she'd made a hundred dollars during that phone call. Maybe Cato hadn't been female?

Jake's ego preferred the idea that she had a very good nose for these kind of lewd things. After all, she was a really lewd person to begin with. The cock whisperer, they'd called her back in school. No girl, boy or those in-between could avoid her keen senses.

No, she figured she was very good at this, and Matt was just jealous. Hopefully Amber and Ben would side with her on this as well. She began walking back towards the three to say hi to Ben's girlfriend. Nothing like meeting a new person and figuring out what their kinks were, after all!