The stone flashed, and I felt the world go fuzzy. For just a moment, it felt as though I were detached from my body, bobbing along outside it. What I saw and felt - I can't really describe it except to say that it was like being caught inside a kaleidoscope.
Then, as suddenly as it happened, the fuzziness cleared and I was back in the world again. Though not where or who I was when I left it.
I was sitting behind the wheel of a car in a parking lot somewhere. The motor was running, and I felt the cool breeze of the car's AC wash over me. A hip-hop song was playing on the radio, and I felt myself move to its beat. I glanced down, both surprised and unconcerned at either the slim feminine hands on the steering wheel, or the well-rounded globes that partially blocked my view of it.
At that instant, the details of my new identity came to me in a rush. I was now Debbi Mitalski, age 24, and I was a dancer at The Silk Spot, one of Las Vegas's higher-profile strip clubs, where I performed under the name "DeeDee Diamonds". I'd started dancing to make enough money to get through college, but I kept doing it after I graduated for two reasons. The second reason, the one I always told everyone, was because I made more money here than I would have with my liberal arts degree.
I turned off the car and went to the club's door. I greeted Mack, the bouncer, with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. I knew he'd been trying to get in DeeDee's pants (or rather, my pants now) for some time, and he was such a lovably sweet lug that it was tempting. But I also knew he was seeing Trisha, one of the other girls, and I didn't need any problems like that.
The Silk Spot would open for business in about half an hour, so I went right to the dressing room. I shucked my t-shirt, capris and underwear, and got into my first costume - a breakaway gold and black thong bikini under a gold lame halter and miniskirt. The only things that would stay on teh whoel night were my high-heel open toe pumps and my garter belt.
As I turned to fix my make-up, I thought a little about life as Jon - if I were back in my old body, I'd probably just be getting home from school, or going to the library with Karyn to study. I'd probably have gotten a little aroused at the thought of seeing a woman with 38-D boobs (all-natural, too!) dancing around naked. Well, it turned out I was that woman, and the thought was still turning me on! That's becuase of the first reason I stayed at this job - I found out that I'm an exhibitionist. Getting naked every night in front of all those people really makes me horny as hell!
I was so busy thinking about that, kind of zoning out a little, I almost didn't hear someone exclaim, "Oh! That's you, Jon!" Realizing this must be Karyn, I turned to face her.
