Jon couldn't beleave the rotten luck! First some broad turns him and his mother into huge-titted strippers; Then his girlfriend get trasformed as well. And now here he was, nolonger a teenage boy with his whole life ahead of him, but a grown woman in her late-twenties who stripped for a living!
After a few more minutes of dancing they had stripped-off everything and began to REALY get nasty! Jon found himself riding the floor-to-ceiling poll, spinning and gyrating like it was a gigantic penis! He saw that one of the men was holding out a fifty-dollar bill in his teeth and he leaned down and let the man bury his face in his enormous breasts. When Jon pulled-back the bill was safe between his cleavage.
"Why did I do that?" Jon worried.
It had just seemed so..natural.
What had she been thinking about again? Something about not wanting to strip for a living? Why would she ever want to quit? She had everythig she'd ever want right here. Her mother swung her huge breasts and began to gyrate inplace, causing her massive breasts to jiggle like two freshly upturned jellos. They were wonderful to see, and it was obvious that she was doing what she'd always wanted to do. It would be unfair to change her back. She should have always been Mimi.
Then Jasmine (for that is who she now thought of herself as) glanced at the girl she'd once thought of as her girlfriend, and now thought of as her best friend, and thought "And just look at Krystal over there! She loves being a stripper! This is the life she deserves to have!"
With that, the horny stripper named Jasmine went into her closeing motions, useing her hips and ass like weapons against the crowd of drooling men. She swung once, thice, then dropped to her knees and began to suck on her nipples. She was only mildly suprised that they were now pierced and tasseled.
After the show, Jasmine, Krystal and Mimi were resting in the brake room when Louie came in, a big smile on his face.
"Ladies, you were sensational! That was a real pro act! Most bitches with tits that big move like rough lumber - They shake the goods then cash the checks. But you three move like sex on the hoof! I'd swear you bitches didn't want to do anything but strip for a living.
Krystal, a petite blond with a 48 rack, lit a cigarette and said "Shit, aint nuttin' I'd rather do den strip, Louie! Aint dat right, Mimi?"
Mimi, a brassy red-head with the air of an old professional and a 46 chest, lit her cigarette off of Krystal's and said in a husky voice "Krystals a bright girl, Louie. Me, her an' Jasmine been strippin' together fer eight-years now. Aint a one of us wanna do nothin' else."
The club owner looked at Jasmine and she smiled. She tossed her thick, ass-length platinum-blond hair, shook her lovely 50 inch chest, and said in a breathy voice "Mimi knows what she's talkin' 'bout, Louie. When you got a bod like this, there's only two thing yer good fer : Dancin' an' Fuckin'!"
He roared with laughter and said "You bitches are a dream come true! Finaly, I got some broads who know which side their breads buttered on!"
With that he turned to leave, then paused and smacked his head with the heel of his hand in an "Oh, What a dunce am I." gesture. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out the wishing stone.
"Sorry 'bout that, Jasmine. I almost forgot to give this back."
He tossed the stone to Jasmine and she caught it deftly in one hand without chipping her two-inch long red nails.
"Thanks, Louie." she said as she considered the rock.
"You aint gonna wish us back to normal, are you Jasmine?" Mimi asked with a worried look.
Krystal looked shocked and insulted "Well if she does I'll fuckin' scratch her eyes out! Do what eva' ya want to ya self, but leave me da way I am! I LOVE dancin' fer a livin'! I dont eva' wanna be dat mousy ol' Karyn!"
Jasmine laughed and said "What? You think I'm dyin' to be a guy again? Fuck No, I aint gonna change nothin'. As far as Jasmine's concerned, this is life now."
With that, the huge breasted woman tossed the rock into her locker and hugged her two best girl friends with sisterly affection.
"So...What do we do now? We dont have ta dance again for an hour." said Krystal as she fingered the butterfly tattoo that now decorated the area above her pussy.
Mimi drew on her cigarette and said with a grin that revealed her two gold teeth with the ruby chips in them (They had once been her wedding ring) "Your a bright girl, Krystal. What would you do with a free hour, in a strip-club filled with horny guys, each with a weeks wages in their pockets?"
Jasmine smiled and lit a slim, black tiparillo cigar. "Then by all means, ladies. Let the hunt begin!"
Laughing and boasting about who'd get the most, Jasmine DeLight, Krystal Blue and Mimi Goodhead walked out of the break room and into their new lives as sleazy strippers.
