Chewing on the biscuit as I read, I wondered how soon I'd be back to my old life. 'You are fed up of being you, think about your ideal body and mate and you will have that life till midnight tomorrow, to keep it all you have to do is screw that man until he cums inside you.'
I blushed at how rude the fortune was. How would I remain in my new life if I had to fuck a man, but the thought of sex with a man excite me, I stared longingly at Joe, he would be my ideal man I guessed, so rugged and sweet, but I didn't want him being jealous, I thought back to Karyn, I used to love her, she didn't get much attention, gingers rarely did at school, especially with pale freckled skin and no boobs. I giggled, I really missed her, she was perfect, she wouldn't have been a stripper showing herself off, she was shy like John, maybe she would have had a better life serving drinks with Joe.
"hey babe, you coming or what?" Michelle asked pulling me up, "show is on in a bit, time to eat" she added, "see you later Joe" I called, "See you later Bunny" he called back winking.
In the back we ate a small pizza each, mine plain cheese, hers hot and spicy. Next came the curtain call, "good luck on your first dance, you will be fine sweety" Michelle said pulling me up on stage, I felt even more confused then usual.
On stage I felt odd, the confidence and dancing skills weren't there, I latched to the pole girls sometimes used in their acts and grinded against it uncomfortably. The few guys who had turned up early laughed, "just take it off" one guy called making me feel even more embarrassed, I fumbled with the dress and it got stuck over my head, arms flailing above me as my boobs bounced around in their bra. Michele pulled it off, "hey calm down, you wanted to have a go, just relax into it, I'll get a drink and some clothes read for when you get back" she laughed.
I eased up and pulled the bra and panties off and danced around awkwardly on stage a bit. "Hey get a boob job" the heckler called out, "and shave that pussy" he laughed. Embarrassed I did a weird uncomfortable bow and ran out back. "Wow phat ass" he whistled as I left. The manager who paid me the night before was there clapping, "here, for being a good sport and having a go, now get dressed and get back to work, let the pros do the dancing" he laughed handing me a 20. Michelle pointed to the clothes and headed on stage.
I grabbed a tiny bra from the top of the pile and looked down at myself, two tiny pink nipples sat on two very pale and very small breasts a heavy sprinkle of freckles covered the tops and the chest between, I put the bra around me and attached it easily, pulling it up, it didn't even have any straps. Next was a simple short sleeved low cut black blouse with the gold name badge bar staff wore, on it in cursive was my name Bunny... Next was a tiny matching thong and a matching black mini skirt, which I pulled over my still huge ass, finally two stocking as two flat black pumps... My eyes shot open, I'd be tiny. I put them on anyway and headed to the mirror.
"Oh my god" I squeeked at the tiny ginger, skin like porcelain except for the Orange freckles on the nose, cheek, neck, chest and arms. Long frizzy hair exploding from the top of my head, quickly I pulled it into a pair of scrunchies sat where the pile had been, now I was a tiny ginger woman with two massive pigtails on epithet side of her head, I looked more like a poodle then a bunny. I giggled. Then stared annoyed, I could make myself anything and rather then a brain surgeon, nuclear physicist or tall sports star, I'd made myself a flat chested ginger bar maid, no taller or smarter then before. Someone calling my name broke me out of my trance.
Quickly I went out to the bar, the club was getting busy and I was needed to take drinks out, I took the tray and expertly carried it out into the world of tall men in their suits and looking smart, I sighed, my desire for a man and jealousy hadn't changed either, now rather the safety of the stage, I was now stuck in the crowds. I put the tray down and looked up at Michelle dancing expertly on stage and now felt jealousy towards her, I wanted to be a dancer. Smack, "hey my ass" I squeeked as a guy pulled me onto his lap, "way it's the sexy redhead who was just dancing" said the heckler as he grinded himself into my ass. "Get off" I squeeked. "Hey babe your the one who brought that fine ass over to me and my boys, you must really want me." He said forcing a kiss on me. It felt strange, my first kiss as a woman. I liked it, even being forced to do it, but I didn't like him, I pulled away. "She loves it, don't you... bunny" he read from the tag, "hehe Bunny the dumb bimbo, your parents couldn't have been that bright either" he said laughing as Joe punched him in the face.
He pushed me off, but Joe caught me, he looked huge now without heels on. "I'll kill you" the heckler said as his friends gathered around him. Thankfully the bouncers showed up and pulled them all out of the club. "You two take a break while it's still early" the manager said, taking joes place at the bar. Joe pulled me upstairs to the managers office and sat me down with a glass of brown spirit. "Drink" he laughed, "I told you not to go on stage, why did you do it" he asked, but it was too much for me, I drank all of the drink and it burned, then I cried in Joes arms.
He kissed me and I returned his advances. He would look after me, he squeezed my ass and suddenly I was thankfully that Bunny had such a fantastic ass. I wanted him and he wanted me, I just wanted to fuck him right there and then.
