Try to run and fail.

You consider your options for a second and then decide to act. Grabbing the boots you figure the best course of action is to flee. You race out of the door back into the main part of the club. However no sooner than you cross the threshold of the room you slip on your stocking feet and crash against the opposite wall in a heap. You look around and see Jade pick up the boots and reach out for them. Sadly you don’t see the hand that crashes on your head knocking you for a loop. You feel someone grab you by the hair and drag you back into the private dance area and see Jade and the guy you were previously fucking sitting there across from you when your vision clears and see they are each holding one of your boots.

“Ok what the fuck is going on here?” The man demands holding the paper with your description and the note on how the boots work in his hand. “Is this for real?”

“It would seem so.” Jade comments and snatches the paper out of his hand, having apparently already read it with her reaction. She turns to you and adds, “So do these work for anyone? Where did you get them? Oh yeah, and what the fuck?”

Figuring what the fuck now, you give up and tell them the whole story of how you came to have the boots and how they work. As if you needed to considering they apparently read the same note you did. Finally you finish by admitting how much you enjoyed being fucked as a woman. They look you over and take it all in apparently believing you despite how incredulous it sounds, granted they did just see you transform from a beautiful woman into a man in front of them. Finally satisfied by your answers they seem to be pondering what to do next.

“Now what?” You ask. “Just give me the boots back and we can get back to what we were doing, I do believe you were enjoying it also.”

They both seem to ponder the question before one of them answers.