Even though the thoughts of death and destruction were raging through John's head against Louie, he couldn't help himself move past the deranged club owner, and out towards the stage.
Once again the stage was empty when John walked out into the staring gaze of the men around the floor. Remembering the wish, John knew that whatever female the men before him imagined John to look like, it must have been stunning because almost everyone in the strip club went dead silent.
Music started, it was a mix between a modern sexy beat, something that Brittney Spears would again sing to, however was mixed with a very middle eastern melody which suited the Belly Dancer theme of his new outfit.
His body started its dance, and never before had he really paid attention to the moves of a Belly Dancer, he found himself shimmering around the dance stage as if he had been brought up to belly dance all his life.
The dance music stepped up a pace, and he slowly removed pieces of the belly dancers outfit, throwing them out to the crowd. As he did, he finally realised what was changing this time.
Flapping, and sway around his face, and his eyes was long golden locks of hair, glimmering in the bright lights that shone down over him. He caught a glimpse of himself in the reflective walls, and shivered as he noticed the long blonde hair flowing from his head. He was sure his head looks smaller on his manly shoulders.
Giggling a little, he twirled around, his hair flowing around him like water, then almost naked, he collapsed down to the floor, kneeling forward. Slowly he shimmed out of his panties, and rose slowly, eyes down cast as he knew he must never look upon the eyes of those he danced before.
It was then he realised another mental shift was happening, and as he realised that he could tell an almost overwhelming desire to submit, to be owned came over him. He pushed it back and screamed in his mind to battle away the need to submit, to please.
Soon the music was over, and John could once again feel his body become his own to control again. He rushed off the stage, running as fast as he could towards the back exit, only once again to find himself unable to push the emergency door open.
"What a lovely dance you did back there, John. For a moment I almost totally forgot I was watching a man dancing." Louie's voice came behind John, who slowly turned to look at him. "And your hair, that is the most stunning hair I have ever seen, you are turning into a real beauty."
John shivered a little, as he felt his penis getting a little hard at looking at Louie, who in turned smiled and nodded, "I see the new mental effects of being a belly dancer taking over. Of course, I failed to tell you that the outfit is the one that my dancers use for their submissive dancers. I bet you are feel a little more, timid around me now, more submissive."
John shook his head, he couldn't trust his voice to speak his defiance, because Louie was right, there was this burning need to submit to this man, to give in to the new personality traits which had built up inside him. He looked around, trying to find some way to escape Louie, not trusting himself if Louie was to force the new personality out.
"Bow before me, John." Louie smiled, putting his hands on his hips and looking John in the eyes, "Bow before your Master."
John shook his head, but the need, the desire to get down on his feminine knees before this man was so strong. He tried to push the thoughts and desires back, tried to fight the feelings, how could he fight, was his will strong enough?
