Biomimetic Plague : Bigger Doors pt3
introduce spectacle club
todd and daisy are re-acquainted (promise that todd and daisy would be good for each other, and daisy is interested)
Q? daisy should be slightly more reserved with Todd (because of their history) making an opening for Tessa
Ch3: Spectacle
Ever since he heard about it, Todd had stayed away from the Spectacle Club. It wasn't that he didn't want to go. He was, after all, an admirer. He wanted nothing more than go hang out in a club filled with carriers. He just knew he really couldn't afford it. From what he had heard, one could blow a few thousand dollars in a single night. His business was booming, but he was just a construction contractor. Booming meant making a few thousand dollars a week. Unfortunately, Tessa's flirty invitation made him forget all that, or at least ignore it.
After paying the hefty cover, Todd walked through the double doors. The club was dark and fairly small. A large bar filled the center, while the walls were lined with small booths. Todd noticed a few men were entirely fixated at the far side of the bar. Todd made his way around until he saw what they were focused on -- a few, no several, carriers all seated together. Todd felt his heart skip a beat, as he'd never seen so many carriers in one place, let alone gorgeous ones dressed for an evening out. He slid into a booth within eye-shot, and commenced people watching.
The closest carrier was a blond woman, he guessed about mid-twenties, whose open back dress both showed off her sexy figure and drove interest in seeing her from the front. It was hard to see how progressed her change was from across the room, but the way she was sitting made the bar and the barstool look *small*, her legs struggling to fit between them.
Todd was beginning to think staying away from this place had been a big mistake when a waitress walked up. She was pretty, but she was normal. She quietly stood, expectantly waiting for Todd to notice her. He decided a drink was a good place to start. "I'd like a Knob Creek, neat. Ohh, and this is my first time here." He paused, hoping that was enough, but then getting impatient. "How does this place work?"
"Mmm, always nice to see a fresh face." The girl scribbled something on a pad before looking back in his direction. "It's really quite simple. This is a bar like any other. However, we do have a *reputation* as a place where carriers are interested in meeting supportive admirers." The waitress gestured across the room. "If you'd like to buy any of them a drink, I'm happy to bring it over."
"Yes. I mean, I'd like to. Is Tessa here tonight?" Todd pulled out his wallet, and retrieved a twenty dollar bill, handing it out to the waitress.
"Tessa is not here this evening, but don't you worry; I can introduce you to someone you'll like. Thing is, she would like to spend her evening with a generous gentleman, a very generous gentleman." Her hand was open and extended. Twenty-bucks wasn't going to cut it. Todd dropped another, then another, then another, until finally she nodded. "Excellent. That's a very generous drink. Now, we don't have anyone here nearly as busty as Tessa, but is that what you like, busty and saucy?" Todd didn't expect such directness from the waitress. It shocked him enough he had no idea what to say, so he just nodded.
He expected the waitress to leave, but instead she just stood there, conspicuously waiting for something. "Certainly that introduction is worth a small amount of appreciation for me." He was here ten minutes and was already into a drink and unknown amount of interaction with an unknown carrier for eighty bucks. He could see his first instincts about this place were spot on. He should have stayed away. Still, there was no backing out now. He dropped another twenty on the tray, and she nodded and scurried away.
Todd watched her navigate the room, towards the group of carriers. When he saw the gorgeous redhead carrier turn and smile in his direction, his doubts about dropping a hundred bucks onto a tray melted away. She was wearing a tight black and silver halter dress with an obscenely deep plunge, practically to her belly button. Like many carrier fashion statements, the bare crescents of two plump and mystically firm breasts peaked into the gap. The style had initially been censured, but carriers didn't care. They wore their virus-enhanced bodies like badges of honor.
The closer she came, the more Todd could see she was simultaneously younger, taller, and more beautiful than Tessa. He was in awe. Her light skin, flowing dark red hair, and mascara accented dark eyelashes all drew contrast to each other. But all of those striking features were just accents to her form. Other than her chest, her frame was slender, her hips rocking only slightly as she made her way. Something about the motion of her arms caught his attention. They were thin and lithe, but there was something unusually crisp about their movement. Hairs on Todd's skin stood up as she reached him, finally startling him out of his trance. He rushed to politely stand, only to find his eyes barely made it to the cusp or her plunge-exposed breasts. Todd felt weak in the knees craning his head back, the reality dawning on him that in heels she towered over him by at least three feet! Then he received a surprise he never saw coming.
"No way! Todd?!?" She recognized him? He did find her face vaguely familiar, but he couldn't imagine how he could know her. Even routinely spending his life around carriers, there was no way he'd forget meeting one this shockingly beautiful. "It's Diana! little Daisy!" Suddenly recognition set in and her facial features came into focus - her angled jaw, her dimpled chin. He couldn't believe who it was. He also knew immediately why he didn't recognize her. The last time he saw her, she was twelve years old and a five foot nothing little squirt. It was his friend Jed's little sister. More than six years had passed, and it seemed impossible that the same girl was now towering over him, oozing sex.
"Daisy? Uhm. Wow." Todd struggled to think of something to say. "You died your hair." She snickered as she touched it. Then she just stood there smiling, as if pausing to let reality sink in - and sink in it did. He traced his eyes over her, as if trying to understand the impossible. This was the same girl he and Jed used to poke and make fun of for sport. They played Marco Polo in their crappy above ground pool. They locked her in the coat closet on a regular basis. None of those memories even hinted she would become the stunning beauty standing before him. Suddenly Todd felt very awkward, as he realized he was staring right into the plunge of her dress. His childhood memories crashed into the image of her tits, and he immediately started backpedaling. "Ohh! If you want to -- I mean -- if you want to send someone else, I totally understand."
"What, so I can get bored to death by a middle-aged Home Depot employee? Are you kidding? No. Way." Daisy laughed, her posture relaxing in a way which belied the impossibly sexy dress over an even sexier figure. She pulled him into a hug, un-apologetically smashing some of her bare cleavage right into his cheek. "It's *so* great to see you." She rocked herself excitedly before releasing her grasp. "Ohh, and here," she produced some cash and set it on the table, "your money is no good with me. Plus, you gave her *way* too much for just a drink." Before he could take the money, Daisy took a flirty hold of his arm and pulled him down onto the booth seat. "Come here, I can tell you all about how I -died my hair-." She chuckled, punctuating what was obviously friendly sarcasm at his expense.
Sitting next to her was just as intimidating as standing. She made the booth look small, and Todd feel smaller. Her legs were bent up a little too high on the normal seat, and he had to crane back to meet her eyes. "So tell me Todd," she inched unnervingly closer, reaching one hand around him, "what have *you* been up to all these years?" She looked relaxed as she laid her arm onto the top of the booth chair, her hand touching his shoulder. This was obviously very familiar for her, much moreso than for Todd.
"Uhm, this and that." Todd could not stop his eyes from drifting down the plunge in her dress. The jagged metal edging of a zipper ran the entire length, the dramatic opening, a result of it being more open than closed. As she shifted in her seat, he noticed the zipper clasp slip a short distance and struggled to get back to her question. "I have my own business now, construction contracting." He found it hard not to think about reaching out for the clasp. Half of him wanted to zip it up to regain his focus, while the other half wanted to unzip it further. "What have you been doing. I mean besides... I didn't even know you were a carrier." Todd had known her mother was infected years ago, but that had ended tragically, and he thought better of bringing it up. "What brought you to work here?" He failed to stop his eyes from making another awkward glance down at the zipper clasp and it's swinging handle. He couldn't help mentioning it, "uhm, you're coming undone there."
"Ohh this?" She fiddled with the slider. "No, it's right where it should be, for now." Todd felt the unexpected flirt, but she resumed the conversation without missing a beat. "As for how I found this place... I usually make up some story about how a girlfriend dragged me into it and the polite and generous men keep me coming back. However, in truth I was on a bad path.
"We carriers get approached often, usually by older men. At first, I politely turned them away. One day I was having some trouble with my computer at a coffee shop, so I asked someone to help me fix it. Turns out he was an admirer, and right on the spot, he walked me down the street and bought me an expensive new one. That was really the beginning of the end. It turns out with a wink, a nod, and a little flirting, admirers will do outlandish things for carriers. One guy I shared lunch with paid off twelve thousand dollars on my credit cards. Another flew me and a girlfriend to Bermuda just for the pleasure of sitting next to us on the beach." Despite the implication that this was bad behavior, her tone was more of remembering fond cherished memories.
"Don't get me wrong, I liked it, but it didn't seem right. Then things took a turn. Some of the guys would get angry, thinking I owed them something. Others would try harder, desperately trying to give me enough gifts to earn my affection. For me it became a game to see what I could get away with, always pushing the boundaries. I became someone I didn't want to be. I really wasn't treating them right. No, I was downright abusive. When I heard about this place, it seemed so much simpler. A good way to have mutually beneficial interaction with admirers with no strings attached. So far it's worked out. I don't think anyone is mad about buying me a drink here. Plus, here I feel like here admirers deserve my full attention.
Todd felt her hand reach up into his hair, caressing his scalp. "Ohh Todd, it's so great to see you." She seemed so calm, catching him up on her life, physically close to him. Todd however, was anything but calm. The only thing more distracting than watching her gorgeous lips mouth out the words, was the almost gravitational pull towards the plunge of her dress, the zipper begging to be attended to. He supposed she wanted it that way.
"You know why I always bothered you and Jed -- why I'd barge in when you two were playing computer games, or follow you to the local baseball diamond?" No he didn't, and the memory was like a splash of cold water on his mind's fantasizing. "I thought you were the cutest boy at school. I had a *huge* crush on you." Todd instantly felt all the skin on his body stand on end. Daisy had turned into the hottest carrier he'd ever seen. She was sitting just inches from him, hand in his hair, and she had pretty much just told him she wanted him.
"Really? You had a crush on *me*?" Daisy softly bit her lip for show and nodded back at him. Todd was now seriously anxious. His face flushed bright red. "I, uhh." He didn't know what to say. He had hardly noticed little Daisy back then. Now, it was impossible not to notice her. The look on her face was sultry and devious, like she was hungry, and he was dinner. Suddenly her hand pulled out of his hair as she backed away. "I'm sorry. The change affects more than how you look. Sometimes I think I can just take anything I want. Is this too strange for you? Your friend's little sister turned carrier?"
Todd realized how uncomfortable he was acting. What was he thinking? Daisy was absolutely gorgeous, and here she was telling him she was the one with the crush? "No. No! No!?!" He backpedaled, and she smirked at how emphatic he was. "I mean, it's definitely a surprise, but a nice surprise. You look so different. So amazing!" She beamed a smile from ear to ear, as she quickly leaned down and pecked a sweet little kiss on his forehead.
"I'm so glad you think so!" She brushed a hand across the front of his hairline. "And you are still *so* cute." He wasn't very flattered being called 'cute', but he sure liked the attention. She adjusted herself even closer, intimately close. As her hand returned to his hair, one of her breasts briefly yet conspicuously bumped his shoulder. He couldn't help but glance down, some animal part of his mind screaming to lean just a couple inches and lick the tantalizing bare skin. Her voice shocked him out of it, "So what brought you in here tonight? I mean, besides the fact that you are *obviously* an admirer." Her eyes darted down, as if making a direct reference to his inability to stop checking her out.
His face flushed beet red again. "Uhm, I." He silently reminded himself to keep it together, and took a deep breath.
"An ex-girlfriend of mine went through the change. A year ago I tried to get her back, and now that she knows I'm an admirer, she teases and torments me whenever she gets the chance." Daisy softly nodded, her smirk suggesting she had the very same intention. "I just found out she works here, so I wanted to see what the place was all about. I don't know if I came to see her, or get her out of my system." Daisy's face froze into an uncomfortable grin.
"She works here? Seriously? It's Tessa, isn't it?" Todd's face wordlessly confirmed her suspicion. "She talks about her ex all the time. I can't believe all those stories are about you!", her voice was concerned. "Ohh Todd, Tessa can be downright mean. Forget about her. If you were mine, I'd treat you so much better!" She leaned down, and Todd felt himself tingle with anticipation.
The kiss was soft and light, her tongue just brushing the outside of his lips. Then suddenly she stopped pacing herself and pulled him in deeply, her tongue forcing into his mouth. Todd couldn't believe this was happening. Then just as he gave in and kissed back, she stopped abruptly, as if catching herself. They both gasped a quick breath before Todd responded with some levity. "Well. A few more like that and she'll be forgotten in no-time."
Daisy giggled and placing her hand onto his chest. "I'm sorry... We're not supposed to do that out here in the public bar. I guess I've just been wanting to do that for about six years so I got a little carried away." She straightened up, and straightened his collar, in a mock attempt to look proper, "Sir," she said very officially, "if you would be so kind as to take a lady somewhere more private."
He immediately nodded. The thought of taking her back to his place was downright intoxicating. As they stood, even just the few minutes she'd been flirting made the moment even more unnerving. She was not only stunning, she was absolutely towering. While Tessa constantly flaunted her six-foot-four stature, Daisy had to be a whole foot taller! And with her heels on, her hips were at his chest, and her breasts hung above his face. He grasped her outstretched hand and felt dwarfed as he turned to lead her towards the front door.
Before his foot landed, he felt the un-moving strength of her grasp resist and yank him back. She merely pointed across the room the other way, towards a hallway with a red-curtain.
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"This very generous gentleman and I would like to talk somewhere more private." Daisy held out a little stack of bills that looked easily over one hundred dollars. The woman at the desk took it, pulled back a curtain, and soundlessly mouthed something to Daisy. Todd felt himself pulled into the rabbit hole as they stepped through.
A few moments later, they were alone in a dark red velvet booth with a side table. Todd noticed the oddly squishy floor as he sat down, turning around to see Daisy pulling the curtain closed. Half of his brain was excitedly anxious for more proximity with a carrier, while the other half was still shocked that the beauty before him was the little Daisy who used to chase him and Jed around in the yard.
"What was that at the door? That seemed like a lot of money? Do I need to pay... I mean donate something for this?"
Daisy smiled. "Don't you worry about that." Even as she knelt on the floor, her eyes were still above his. "You have no idea how many nights I went to bed thinking about you. How I dreamed one-day I'd grow up, how one day I'd make sure you'd notice me. Surprise!" She held her hands in the air, punctuating the moment.
"Now I'm a carrier, and you're an admirer. Isn't it so perfect?" She suggestively shook her bust back and forth. Todd couldn't believe this was happening. Something about Jed's little sister being so confident and sexually direct was really unsettling. He tried not to glance, but as she kept gently shaking her body, it became hopeless. Once he finally looked at her chest, Daisy stopped and Todd's face flushed bright red.
"Ohh, that's so cute, did I embarrass you? Don't worry, I don't mind. I've been around enough admirers to know you can't help staring. It's how you're wired or something." She reached for Todd's hand, squeezing it between her fingers.
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(add more observational dialog about her appearance)
she snugs up provocatively close, and asks more about his life, his work
at some point Tessa barges in, dressed to draw attention. (I heard you asked for me)
she 'takes charge', using slang to ask if he's 'paid' (i.e. if he's owed time)
Daisy responds no, and starts to explain that they are old friends. asks if she wants to sit down with them.
Tessa cuts her off and yanks him off the couch... (thanks for watching my boyfriend)
A moment later he's dragged through one curtain and then another
Tessa forcibly directs him onto the couch,
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(add more observational dialog about her appearance)
she snugs up provocatively close, and asks more about his life, his work.
at some point Tessa barges in, dressed to draw attention. (I heard you asked for me)
Tessa suggests he should come spend some personal time with her. She snugs up on his other side, and somehow shows off her tits. (that's why you came here tonight isn't it? to barter for some personal time with my new babies? How much cash did you bring? I can take it from here Diana.)
He objects (He and Daisy are old friends, and they are talking)...
(Daisy?!) She shoots a glare. (Ohh well then, excuse me. I'll leave you two lovebirds.) Tessa insinuates he's not really getting his money's worth. She huddles up close to mock-whisper, in full earshot of Diana. (Half an hour back here in a private booth and she still has her top on? If you get tired of being strung along, come find me.) Then she abruptly gets up and leaves.
(Good old Tessa, she really has it out for you.) Daisy giggles. Todd is watching Tessa's retreat past the curtain. (Todd? You seem distracted. Did you want to follow her?)
(No. No. I'm sorry. That was just.... unexpected. Something about her really gets under my skin.)
(Carriers tend to do that to Admirers. Don't hold it against her. It's in our nature, like a reflex. I've been fighting it this entire time.) She smiles.
(really? fighting what?) ... Todd retorts, doubtfully.
(Fighting being myself. I find it's not really fair. It creates a bit of an.. imbalance. It's nice just to sit and talk with you, old friends.) She put on a sly smirk.
(Imbalance? I can handle it. Remember, I work around Carriers every day. Be yourself.)
(Ohh, I'm sure you can handle it. You just won't be able to resist. Do you think you could resist your Carrier clients, or Tessa?)
(uhm. I think I could... or I'd like think I could. If I had a reason to resist.)
(Trust me. You couldn't. It's okay. I just wanted to know you genuinely liked me first. Watching you send Tessa packing was priceless. Plus, you're still here after I've been 'stringing you along' for thirty minutes with my top still on.) Daisy heartedly laughs. (So you must like me at least a little bit.)
(I do like you Daisy.)
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(a) she could turn him on, make him want her, only to go back to work and tell him to come to her place tomorrow
(b) she could
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"Do you remember that time my suit top came off in the pool? You and Jed grabbed it and made fun of me, and then felt bad when I ran off in tears. Thing is, I wasn't upset because my top came off. I actually took it off. I was upset because I was desperately trying to get you to notice me, and you didn't even look.
"Of course, back then there was hardly anything to look at. My my how the the tables have turned!" Her eyes suggestively looked down at herself. Todd was shocked. Had she really said that? Todd couldn't help himself, he looked too. Her tits were gorgeous, but at the same time it made his face flush even more. "Ohh, you look so cute all flustered. You never thought little Daisy would one day have boobies, did you?" She suggestively bit her bottom lip. The scene before him was like a dream come true, yet Todd also felt trapped, like if he didn't get out of there, she would eat him alive.
"Daisy, I'm not sure..." Diana didn't give him the chance to finish his thought. She leaned in incredibly close, hovering her lips just inches from his. She licked her tongue across them. Todd was speechless. Part of him thought he should get out of there fast, the other part desperately wanted to kiss her.
"I'm sorry. Did you have something to say?" She straightened up, leaning back and lifting her chest, flaunting it. She brought her hand up to her zipper, slowly pulling it down just an inch. Of course he was completely absorbed watching -- he couldn't help himself. "
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Goal:
evoke the feelings of being dominated by friend's kid sister
draw attention to her 'carrier enhanced' features and appearance
comparison, then and now.. "the last time i saw you were this big" ... "and now .."
he still sees her as Daisy, but she has become something fierce.. makes fun of him for thinking of her as daisy
she needs to explain that her life is a bit 'empty', and he feels like family, like home... a real connection
maybe Diana speaks of her old self in the third person (Daisy? She's gone. I'm Diana, nice to meet you. Daisy, she was
What would typical carrier/admirer tease be like?
carrier imposing flirting/contact/groping
talking about her transformation
she expected the height and figure, didn't expect the muscles and strength. she explains a practical occurrence with her strength.
how it strained her relationship with her brother Jed, and her father. how jed would stare at her. she didn't understand then, so she was mad about it. she pushed him to the limit, then caught him masturbating. that's when they both left the house. she understands it now. he was an admirer too. he couldn't help it.
she also didn't understand what it would be like to be noticed. having all eyes on you when you walk into a room. commanding a man's attention with the smallest movement.
strength contest?
Ideas:
she could toy-and-flirt with him more at the 'public' booth
instead of the 'back of the club', she could take him to her place.
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"Is this making you uncomfortable?" Todd's mouth gaped open as he stared across at her cleavage. "I could stop. Or, I could get naked right here. Have you seen a carrier naked before?" Todd shook his head as she continued to slowly pull her zipper down.
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I'm going to have so much fun pushing your buttons.
So you'll have to forgive me if I "
It's just me, Daisy." Her voice was as playful as it was mocking. "Well, I suppose a few things have changed. Most people call me Diana now."
It's me, Daisy. You can be *totally* honest with me." The sarcasm in her voice was so thick you could cut it with a knife. "Let's play truth or dare, like when we were kids. I'll go first. Truth! Ask me anything!"
"Seriously? Are you kidding?" She shook her head playfully. "Okay, truth. Umm," he stalled to think of a question, then he blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Do you still have a crush on me?"
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"Ohh that's easy. Yes!" She gave his legs a little squeeze. "My turn. Truth!" She put her hands on her hips and paused to think. "Right now, if you had your choice, would you rather I kiss you again, or would you like me to prove this zipper works?" Todd's jaw almost dropped. Had she really just asked him that? "Remember, if you aren't honest, I get to dare you." Her hand fiddled with the zipper again. Todd of course stared right at it, surprised, shocked, confused, titillated. His face again turned beet red as she taunted him, "or maybe you *want* me to dare you!"
"Uhm, honestly?" Todd finally realized this was no longer little Daisy. The change had made her a carrier. She was the predator, and he was the prey. He wasn't sure he was ready to hear the dare she had in mind. "I'd have to go for the zipper."
"Aww, that's so sweet, and here I was beginning to think I'd get to dare you first." He expected her to put her dress back in place, but instead she just pulled back the other side, her dress now parted around both her tits. "You're turn, truth." She sat up proudly, as if there was nothing odd at all about being half naked in front of him.
"Uhm." Todd had a hard time thinking of a question, with half of his brain confused about how much staring at her tits was acceptable, and the other half wanting to reach out and touch them. "I, uhm."
Daisy just giggled. "Time's up, my turn. Maybe I'll put these away so you can think straight." She slipped the dress fabric back enough to barely cover herself. "Truth. If you and Jed were about to lock me in the closet - like you did when we were kids - would you want to be inside the closet, or outside the closet?"
Todd chuckled. "Ohh, that's easy. Inside the closet. Definitely inside." Daisy smiled, and twirled her finger in her hair. "My turn. Truth." Todd had dozens of questions running through his head. Did she like being a carrier? Would she kiss him again? Why hadn't Jed told him about her change. However, there was really just one thing he wanted to know right now, "Are you being serious? Are you really this into me? Are you toying with me?"
"Ohh, I'm being serious. I'm really this into you." Todd realized he wasn't just playing, her answer left him relieved, confident, excited. Daisy's mouth made a confident smirk. "In fact, I'm really holding back. I figured you'd need some time to adjust the new me." Her hands rubbed up his thighs. "Are you ready to let me take the gloves off? I dare you reach into my dress."
Whatever leftover shred of connections Todd had between this woman and the days of little Daisy chasing him and Jed around instantly severed when he reached out his hands. She smiled down at him with satisfaction as he slipped a hand into each side of the plunge, bringing them to rest on her firm tummy. "Mmm. I was thinking a little higher. There you go, that's it."
As Todd's hands slid up over the contours of her breasts, she leaned in, bringing her head alongside his. She whispered into his ear, "I know exactly how to push your buttons little man."
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As he stood, she didn't leave him very much room, with the seat right behind and her standing right in front.
"I admit, when the change first started, I was scared. I didn't expect to survive it." She seductively ran her fingers up the plunge of her dress. She had his full attention as her fingers passed her breasts, the fabric lifted, offering him a glimpse of even more skin. "Then these babies appeared, and I looked in a mirror and thought, damn, little Daisy has boobies!"
"Yes. Yes, you certainly do." Todd chucked a little. Not at her ultra sexy appearance, but at the suggestion that having developed some woman hood was the most significant change in a girl who had grown from five-foot-nothing to over seven feel tall in just a few years.
"Well, we only have this room for another twenty minutes, so I suggest you let me give you a proper admirer experience."
He felt like he had permission to stare, and so he did. They were definitely enhanced, but by the change, not a scalpel.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat, "I'm up here."
"T-o-dd," her word was elongated with a sexy whine, "can little Daisy come play. Pl-e-a-se." It was a phrase he'd heard her say hundreds of times, yet suddenly it took on a whole new meaning. Todd smiled and cocked his head to the side as he watched her pull aside the loose dress fabric to expose her breasts.
"Nonsense. It's so great to see you!" She finds a way to politely hand back his money. "You gave the waitress way too much for a drink. Here is your change.
during the dance, they have some awkward conversation where he asks why she works there, she implicates the other side effects of the 'change' (high libido). how one boyfriend just wasn't enough, she was cheating on him every day. She finally decided this would be easier. at the job she usually finds 'two or three decent guys a day' to satisfy her, with no attachments. (he's a little shocked at how frank she is being about having sex with men at the club) she tells a brief story of how her sexual modesty went out the window because of the change.
the chime sounds ending the dance, and she sits close and jokingly 'upsells him' to more time, teasing him as if he was a normal client. he's conflicted, realizing he had come here to pay for this, but that now he was going to be paying his friend's little sister. finally she breaks the ruse, and tells him she's totally kidding, she can't take money from her close friend. He's also conflicted about this, because he absolutely wants it to continue. she teases him a bit about his erection, and how hot he is for her... and then asking why he's there.
he launches into a micro version of the story about his ex-g/f, and how she just teased and tormented him. how she has so much presence now. coming here was his friend's idea, and he came to get her out of his system.
"she shouldn't be so dismissive, you know not everyone is attracted to the change" she discusses and demonstrates the change and how it might intimidate some men.. merely turning him on more.
'let's get her out of your system for good, shall we?" she propositions him to have sex, even as her libido is driving her a bit out of control.
she has sex with him, teasing him with her 'enhanced' body the whole time. it doesn't last too long, but she likes it, and it calms and refreshes her.
club hookup
she really should get some more 'paying clients', which he's disappointed by, but takes as his cue to exit the weird situation. as she's dressing, she explains that she'd love to 'do this again', implying that she'd love to fuck him again, he agrees it would be nice, mentions another day he could come by. she was thinking more like in an hour. she makes jokes about how there is 'not much to do' there, but if he wants he can 'hang out with the girls' in back.
'come on', she leads him backstage and introduces him to a couple other transformed girls in the dressing room. (he's special, not just a mark, but someone she knew from being a kid) she talks very frankly to the girls about how they can 'fluff him', but not wear him out, she wants him again. Which is some kind of honor code, but it makes him feel like property in an odd way. That is until she leaves and the girls show their stuff, asking him questions about how he knows her as they flaunt and tease him with their bodies. Eventually getting a rise out of his flacid spent member.
she comes back in after her mark, counting money into a box, before sitting on-top of him and inspecting his erection. she starts having sex with him very slowly, talking to him about how 'rough' it must have been hanging out with the girls back here. she's heavily affected by the sex as she tries to converse with him, climaxing long before him, and riding it out slowly. She candidly admits how much she'd love to have him back here as a fuck buddy, because some days are real slow for 'good johns'. it's somewhat objectifying, but not in a way he's exactly opposed to.
then she asks if she can hand him off, "since he's still hard". the girls have a sort of "code". he's shocked, but agrees. she calls to her girls, and one quickly appears. she offers him up, which she gladly accepts. they switch, and the other girl is quickly riding him. she comes quickly as well, before handing him off to the other girl. he's getting much closer now, though the girl tries to stave it off for him. soon his 'friend' is stepping in, making sure he gets a climax this time. talking about how the girls will sometimes 'abuse' men back here for hours. how they are in pain, but can't seem to say no.
finally Daisy comes back. they greet each other, "how was it?" she drops a thick stack of $20s on the counter. She gives him a little story, but says she couldn't stop thinking of him. "How was hanging out with the girls?" She puts him on the spot and talks explicitly about it.
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?? he asks her to the movies...she's kind of surprised, but agrees.