It's time for a change in management

"I want this to be extra special for my bestie," you say. "She deserves a party she'll never forget."

You turn to David. "I need to speak to your boss. And whoever will be keeping my girls and me ... lubricated from behind the bar."

He chuckles. "Well, Julie already is working out there but Dani should be free. She doesn't start til things get a bit busier. Sandy usually ferries the drinks to the private rooms if there's no bartender in there. And I don't have a boss — the Pierces manage the Neon Star together. Think it makes the place more inviting to not have a dude or a chick running the show."

You think of the potential plays to take control of the club idly stroking your clit with your prehensile tail. "Inviting is one word for it." Three humans isn't much different than two now that there's three of you, it will just make what's to come hotter. Without a word you slip on your glamour, rendering you a sexy but not stunning brunette with curves to fill out a long red dress. Celeste has reverted to her halter top and denim skirt, while David is back in a closed robe.

David ducks into another room and emerges with a cute black woman with glasses and a nose piercing. If the bartender think anything is odd about the situation, she's certainly not showing it. David leads on down a hallway, allowing you to admire Dani's ass in her jeans. She's already alluring as a boring human. A few steps later and David knocks on a door and opens it.

Inside the small office you see the middle-aged, rather anonymous Pierces behind a long desk.

"So, who's this?" the man asks as David shuts the door behind your group.

"This is... I never did get your name," he says to you.

"Sarah. Sarah Stern," you say. You let your pheromones roll off you to make the humans that much more pliable. "I just thought it best to come back because I wanted to make sure we had the absolute best time tonight. My friend Annie is getting married, and she deserves the biggest bang before she walks down the aisle. Cost is no object, so what can we expect?"

"Well, I can assure you all the ladies that come in are quite happy with David," the man says. "Provided he's to their ... tastes."

You assess your recent conquest. "Oh, he looks tasty enough. But is he all show or will he take our girl to a special place? Perhaps we could get ... a preview? Let's pretend ..." you gesture at the pierced cutie, who fumbles for her name.

"Dani."

"OK, let's say Dani is the guest of honor," you say.

"This really isn't necessary ..." the male owner begins, trailing off as David locks eyes with the bartender and opens his robe. He sways sensually, gradually closing the distance between them until he's walked her to the wall, and he shimmies ever so close, arms on either side of Dani. His crotch kisses her body as he rolls across her, Dani's gaze locked on his face. He leans in and kisses her just once, biting her lip playfully, and pulls away. Spins and lets her run her hands across his broad, muscled back as he grinds against her. And abruptly steps away from the clearly disappointed and horny woman.

"Well, that will certainly do!" you exclaim. "But it's probably best for ... Dani? to get ready for the party. We'll need your skills later!"

Dani mutters unneeded apologies and scampers out, shutting the door behind her.

"Whew, that was hot!" you say, dramatically fanning yourself. Celeste picks up your cue and mashes her mouth against yours, her body warm against your dress. You grab her ample ass and steer her toward the seated Pierces as you continue to make out and grope each other's curves. You sweep the straps of her top aside and free her glorious tits for your hungry mouth. Against the desk now you flip her skirt up and plunge two fingers into her dripping sex. Celeste groans as you take her in front of the stunned Pierces. You can smell their excitement as you continue to finger-fuck your demonized friend.

"What I wouldn't give for some dick right now," you say over your shoulder. Your fine hearing picks up David's footfalls behind you, then you catch him pulling up Mrs. Pierce, who nearly swoons in his arms. He leads her to a nearby chair and sits with her straddling his sizable girth. She reaches out a tentative hand and strokes his covered bulge before he pulls back the fabric and exposes his glorious fuckstick. David moves her hand to it and the spell breaks. With an anguished wail she impales herself on half of it, sliding up and down trying to fit its bulk in her pussy. She pulls David into a deep, sloppy kiss at the same time, her body completely overwhelmed with the pheromones and your little play.

You turn your attention back to Mr. Pierce. "Look at you, all alone," you say. You crook a finger and he needs no further inducement, hustling over. His average cock is already out as he pushes up your dress and finds your hole. You babble encouragement as he plugs you from behind.

The trap sprung, David has transformed back into demonized form and is sawing his cock and tail out of Mrs. Pierce's holes. Gone is the woman from earlier, replaced by her daughter flush with youth. The brunette vixen rides David at a gallop until with a shriek she hits her last climax as a human. She shreds her stressed dress with her new crimson claws and frees her sizable assets, her wings emerging behind her.

Mrs. Pierce — Samantha, you find you now know — saunters toward you and borrows her hubby. Samantha and Mr. Pierce — Max — noisily couple on the floor as David sandwiches you from behind. It's already been quite a night, and it's just getting started.