She Steps Inside

Melissa stepped through the doorway, and entered into a dark red room, it resembled a miniature night club. One could easily tell the difference between a strip club and a night club by the sight of naked girls dancing on stages and swinging around poles. Sexy, dancing so sexy... "But, like, it could be sooo much sexier!" She said to herself in such a giddy fashion, reaching behind her for a bottle of a familiar white liquid.

She noticed one of the dancers leaving the backstage area to leave to use the ladies room. Perfect, an opening. Melissa followed behind her, stepping through the bathroom door and waiting patiently to meet her new friend. After a few minutes of waiting, the dancer came out of the stall and was stunned by the sight of such a busty bimbo. Seeing her sizes even made her feel somewhat inadequate about her D cups, such a big size for a normal girl, and she felt small compared to the woman in front of her. "U-Um...can I help you?"

*giggle* "Like, totally!" Melissa said to herself, so giddy at the prospect. "Like, my name is Melissa! What's your name?"

"Candy." The stripper said, suddenly somehow not at all bothered by the woman who looked more like a slut than she did. "My name is Candy."

"Wow, that's such a hot name! Hey, you look kinda thirsty!"

"Kind of. I did work pretty hard tonight."

Holy crap. She worked up a thirst just from sexual dancing? Melissa was getting so horny from the idea of what this woman could do if she was fully Bimbofied. It would be a problem if she came now, while they were isolated. She wanted to cum on the entire audience. Save it, for now, talk to Candy first. "Here, I have a drink for you!" Melissa handed her a clear water bottle filled with a mysterious white liquid.

Candy wanted to question it, yet something about this strange woman's presence made her feel like she needed to listen, like she needed to trust this Melissa girl despite having no basis on this trust. She reached for the bottle and opened the cap.

"Thanks, Melissa."