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5. A new hair color

4. A hooker in action

3. A prostitute

2. Jon's (perverted) fantasies

1. You Are What You Wish

A new whore on the block

on 2006-02-09 05:08:24

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Jon's new pussy was aching for pleasure. Almost by instinct her delicate hand slid open a drawer by the bed and pulled out a huge dildo. She lied back onto the bed and pulled her thong aside and slipped the monstrous thing slowly into her dripping cunt. It only took a few minutes of it and she was screaming out an orgasm. Once she had recovered from the orgasm she decided to find out what her new life was like.

Looking around the small room she realized it was a motel room. A motel room she rented on an ongoing basis to work out of. The memories came to her quickly like this reality was her own, and for right now it was.

Her mom didn't know she was whoring. She thought that Jennifer, that was her new name, worked at a local club when she got out of school. The truth was that she came here, dressed in her whore clothes, and worked the streets until around 12. Then she would clean up and head home. It was her last year in high school and she had almost all the credits she needed to pass so she only had classes in the afternoon.

Many of the kids at school knew about her night life including Kayrn, who constantly harassed her about her poor choice in jobs. Even with the harassment Kayrn and she were still best friends.

Looking around the room she spotted a pack of cigarettes and a gold lighter lying on the nightstand, another little secret her mom didn't know about. She plucked one out with her long fingernails and popped it in her mouth. Lighting it like she had been doing it for years she stood and headed to the bathroom to check out her new body.

Looking in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door she was quite pleased with what she saw. Although the heavy makeup was smeared from her last trick she saw that she had a very pretty face. Her breasts were firm and stood out prominently on her chest under a tight tube top. C cup her mind filled in for her. Around her waste was a barely there leather miniskirt and her long legs lead down to her tiny feet in a pair of 5 inch heeled ankle boots.

The only thing she didn't like about her new body was her hair. It was long enough and silky too but it was still the same dishwater blond she had as a boy.

"This has got to go." She said. Her voice was pleasantly sexy to her. With expert skill she repaired her slutty makeup and headed out the door. Ignoring the calls of potential clients as she strutted down the street she headed straight to a small salon she knew, how she didn't know, was only three blocks away.

"I need a bleach job." She told the overweight beautician as she walked in the door.

"Sure thing sweetheart." Kay, that's what her nametag said, told her. "How blond you wanna go?"

"All the way." Jennifer said with a smile. "I want to be a platinum blond!"

"You got it." Kay said as she extinguished her cigarette and pulled a cape from a chair. Jennifer sat down as Kay got to work. Her mind drifted off to how wonderful the next few months were going to be. She watched a cockroach crawl along the ceiling of the trashy salon as Kay began pouring noxious chemical into her hair.

Although Jennifer had noticed and remembered a great deal of the changes that had happened to her with her wish she hadn't noticed some of the most important. The stone had changed her sex, her lifestyle, and her past. But it has also changed her mentally. It had to. No woman her age would live the life she was living with the morals that Jon had possessed. Her mind had changed too but she didn't realize it. She was now very vain and her morals were very low. She also was much more concerned with herself and to her she was the center of her world. This would lead to thing that Jon hadn't counted on when he made his wish. Things that he just might not have ever wished to happen.

An hour later Jennifer stepped out of the salon. Her bright platinum hair shone under the street lights as she lit a cigarette and blew a large plume of smoke into the night air.

"Time to get back to work." She smiled.




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