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“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Jessica Buske whispered to herself, crying. She was sitting on a bench in the park. It was the only place she could think of to go. Jessica is a pretty red head, nice figure. She’s wearing a business suit. “Cutbacks...cutbacks...” she repeated it to herself, almost not believing the meaning of the word. The word seemed like some kind of a curse on her. Her whole life had changed an hour ago. And now, here she was, in the park in the middle of the afternoon, wondering how she was going to break the news to her daughter that she had lost her job. “Oh...what am I gonna do?”

She stood up, almost getting run over by a jogger hurrying past her. She dragged her feet down the cobblestone path and out of the park. The droning of car engines filled the streets in the city. She was surrounded by tall skysc****rs, one of which housed the law firm she was recently “let go” from. Jessica waited for the light to change as her and a herd of other people crossed the street.

Everyone seemed so...alive. She felt terrible, like she didn’t matter. Amy would be so disappointed. Jessica dreaded going home to her. She dreaded going home to tell her only daughter they would have a very limited Christmas this year. And, if she knew where he was, she knew her ex-husband wouldn’t be able to do anything. She was lucky to get c***d support until Amy turned 18. Since then, he’s just kind of disappeared, but that’s probably for the best.

Before she realized it, she had reached the parking lot. Her car was already packed of all her desk supplies. Jessica climbed in and started home. Upon arriving at their block, Jessica noticed a new business opening across from her building. It had tinted windows and a big red sign out front that said: NOW HIRING. She knew this was an important discovery, but she was a little too depressed to seek a new job on her first day of unemployment. She stored it in the back of her mind, reminding herself to check it out tomorrow morning.

She pulled into the parking garage, climbing to the fourth level and found her usual space. She climbed out, grabbing the small box of her things and walked toward the entrance, head hung low. Normally, she’d still be in the office, working her butt off. But, here it was only noon, and she was already home. The exited the garage and entered the long hallway toward her apartment.

Ms. Henderson, the nice old lady that lived next to her, was walking out of her own apartment and saw Jessica coming. “Why, hello Jessica!” she said cheerfully, “Home early today?” Ms. Henderson was always in high spirits. She lived alone, but Jessica and Amy always kept her company.

“Hi Wilma...yeah.”

Ms. Henderson obviously saw that Jessica was not doing well, “Is something the matter?”

Jessica figured she couldn’t hide it forever, “Actually...yes.” Bursting into tears, she explained how she was laid off today. Try as she might, Wilma Henderson was unable to make Jessica feel better. But she did try. After a short dramatic session, Ms. Henderson wished Jessica the best and they parted.

Then, finally, Jessica was home. Apartment 413. Home sweet home. Unlocking the door, she wondered if she would still be able to afford it after today. There were still savings in the bank, but they wouldn’t last forever.

The apartment was empty and quiet. Looking around, she finally appreciated everything they had, the nice TV, the computer...even the microwave. Jessica bought all these things when they moved into this apartment three years ago. They were bought with the money her secretary job had provided. Now, that job was nonexistent.

“I can’t do this...” she said to herself, placing the box on the computer desk. The afternoon went by pretty slow. She fixed a small lunch, sat around watching soaps (which she never could do before) and basically just waited for Amy. She was at school right now. Preparing herself for the life ahead of her. Thinking of this made Jessica angry. What life? The life that someone just decides to ruin because some rich assholes are spending too much money on hookers and other exotic luxuries? What a joke... Cutbacks...

Then, the door opened. Jessica calmed herself down as Amy came walking in, book bag hanging off of one shoulder. Amy’s red hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She was wearing one of her typical turtleneck sweaters. Jessica always thought of her daughter as the most beautiful girl in the city, but, then again, what mother didn’t? Amy turned around to find her mother sitting on the couch. Her eyes widened a bit, wondering what was going on, then she smiled, “Hey mom! Take the day off?”

Jessica didn’t smile back, but rather scooted over on the couch, making room for Amy, “No honey, come sit with me. We need to talk...”

Amy took the news rather easily. She was such a smart girl. She calmed her mother down, who once again started crying, and told her how everything was going to be okay. Amy offered to get a job herself, but Jessica told her that wouldn’t be necessary, because she was determined to find a new job, a better job, and make things right again. They hugged, and went about their day as if nothing happened.

Amy and her mother were very close. They had been living alone together for several years now since her father ran off with some pretty blonde. She rarely spoke to him anymore. Her past birthday had passed without a call from him, so she just gave up on him.

She came walking out of her room to find her mother on the couch, looking through the newspaper. Amy had been doing her homework. Jessica looked up and smiled, “Hey hon. All finished?”

“Yep,” Amy flopped down on the couch next her mom, “How bout you?”

Jessica just scoffed and looked up at her daughter like she was crazy, “You k**ding? There’s nothing out there.”

Amy laid her head in her mothers lap, “I’m sure you’ll find something, Mom.” Jessica kissed her daughters head and continuing looking. They sat their for about half an hour, then Amy sat up and told her she was going to bed. They kissed again and Amy retreated back to her room.

Jessica sat alone in the living room for another hour or so. She flipped through the TV for a while, never really watching anything, before she gave in to her fatigue. It had been a long day.

Jessica was peacefully asleep when she was startled awake. She bolted upright in bed, making perky breasts bounce out of her nightie. She adjusted herself and looked around at what had awakened her.

She almost didn’t notice it, but her entire room was now bright red! “What the...” she said to the empty room. She realized it was from a light from outside. Her window was open, and through it a glowing red light was illuminating her room. She spun around onto her knees and crawled to the window overlooking her bed. Her nightie rode up her back, exposing her naked bottom.

Anticipation gripped her as she peered out the window. She was appalled by what she saw...

THE KITTY CAT CLUB

GIRLS!! GIRLS!! GIRLS!!

“My God...” she almost couldn’t believe what she was looking at, “Some nasty strip club opened up right across from my home!” A huge neon sign with a cat in shades smoking a cigar was shining into her room. This was horrible! She couldn’t allow her daughter to live in a place like this. After all, this was supposed to be the good part of the city.

“That must’ve been the place that was hiring before,” she muttered to herself, “Guess I can forget about that now...” She pulled the curtains down, blocking the horrible red glow, and spun back around to lay her head back on the pillow.

As she began to drift off to sleep, she faintly heard a slow beat coming from outside. Obviously, the club was now open for business and the soft sound of techno music creeped Jessica’s ears. At first, this aggravated her even further, but after awhile, the rhythmic thumping became almost hypnotic as it sent Jessica off to sleep.

Dreams of naked bodies and erotic scenarios filled her head that night. She u*********sly pulled the covers off of her in the night and began rubbing herself. Jessica pulled her nightie up and buried her hand in her crotch.

In her mind, flashing lights surrounded her. Even thought she couldn’t see, she knew there were people out there, watching her. They were yelling at her, laughing, and saying all sorts of terrible things. The worst part was that she was naked.

She felt so vulnerable and weak. Jessica knew there was nothing she could do. She was trapped here. But...there was something about it that excited her. In her bed, Jessica picked up her pace, working on her clit. She ran her hand up her side and cupped her breast. Running her fingers over her nipples, she could feel it coming. Her legs spread out further and she brought her other hand down on herself and began fingering herself in her sleep.

In her dream, she was embarrassed. She was ashamed. Everyone was gawking at her and pointing. She tried to cover herself up, but something was stopping her. She just wondered around. The lights were pointed at her, following her wherever she went.

Then, she was cumming. She moaned softly in her sleep and her hips bucked to her orgasm. It seemed to never stop as she continued rubbing. Jessica gradually slowed down as the orgasm faded away. Then, it was over. She didn’t even wake up. Jessica rolled over to her side and slept better than she had slept in years.

The sun slowly crept up, filling Jessica’s room. She was curled up in the bed, nightie still pulled up to her back. She felt the warm light on her ass and stirred. She breathed in deep and rolled over on her back, opening her eyes.

Jessica felt...different. It was good. Apart from having the best sleep of her life, she felt like a new woman. She sat up in bed, stretched, and smiled to herself. Her lazy eyes were barely open and still adjusting to the morning light, but she stumbled to the bathroom. She stopped to admire herself in the mirror. I am a pretty woman, she thought, grinning at herself, I’m not going to have any problem getting a job.

Jessica walked out of her room, passed by Amy’s, and found her way to the kitchen. It felt a little weird not going to work today, but Jessica was feeling a little more confident than yesterday. For some reason, she just knew everything would work out.

Amy was away at school, so Jessica had the whole house to herself. She fixed breakfast, watched some morning talk shows, and showered. She put a towel around her and went to look for an outfit. She decided she should look her best today. Because today...she was getting a job. She decided not to go with her normal conservative wear. Jessica normally wore business suits to work. But, she thought a better first impression might not be with a “business-look”. She picked out a nice, cleavage-revealing blouse and a long skirt. Jessica figured a more casual look would look better.

She grabbed her purse and walked out of her apartment, heading toward the elevator. She went to the ground floor and walked out onto the street. She didn’t feel like driving today. Instead, she walked directly toward The Kitty Cat Club.

Jessica crossed the street and walked up to the front doors, then stopped. A look of concern crossed her face. Why did I come here? she wondered. Wasn’t this a strip club? The windows were all tinted, so she couldn’t see inside. Jessica gathered all her courage and opened the door, then walked inside.

She entered a small room. It was very dark in there. No windows or anything. When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw another door with a tall man in shades standing by it. “Can I help you?” he said with a grin. Must be the bouncer, she thought.

“I—uh, no thank you,” she said nervously, then slipped back out the door. She was back on the street, and out of breath. What am I doing? I can’t work at a strip club! I’m against anything like that! she scolded herself. Jessica was very confused. Something was making her want to come here. It was as if she wasn’t thinking clearly.

Then, the thought of Amy entered her mind. She had to find a job. No matter what it was. Desperate times call for desperate measures... she thought, then slowly walked back to the entrance.

Once again, she walked into the dark room. She looked around, waiting for the light to adjust. She heard the man again, almost laughing to himself, “Ma’am, can I help you?”

She slowly walked over to him, “Um...yes. I—uh...I need a job,” she laughed nervously, trying to sound relaxed, “But not...a...um...dancer. You know? Do you guys need...like a secretary or something? Computer work? That’s what I’m really good at.”

The man laughed and reached for the doorknob for the door he was guarding, “I think you’ll find what you’re looking for right though here...”

He opened the door. Jessica almost knocked back by the suddenly blast of sound coming from the club. She couldn’t hear the music before, but when that door opened, a steady techno beat came out. Jessica was surprised that it wasn’t hurting her ears. In fact, it kind of calmed her.

She could barely see anything through the door, but the tall man waved her in and she nervously walked through. A thick cloud of smoke hung in the air. Jessica normally hated cigarettes and cigars, but, this time, it didn’t bother her. Strange... she thought. She didn’t think about it for very long. Her attention was too entangled by her surroundings. Spotlights spun around the different stages. A few girls were dancing for several small groups of men. Most of the men weren’t even watching, they just sat there and sipped their drinks. There was a bar to her right with a young man behind it. He stopped mixing his drink and looked up at Jessica and smiled. She flinched away, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone.

She began to get scared. What the hell am I doing here? she wondered. But, her worries went away when she heard a voice behind her. “Well, hello there...”

Jessica spun around and was faced with a woman wearing a sparkling black dress. She had jet-black short hair and had a long cigarette in her mouth. She took a drag, lifted her head up and blew a plume of smoke in the air. “You must be the girl Maynard was talking about.”

Who? Jessica thought, but then figured that must be the tall man. “Uh...yes, I guess I am.” She smiled, trying to be pleasant. But, this woman did not seem very pleasant. First of all, she had on too much make-up. She may have thought that made her look attractive or something. Jessica could only look at her and wonder what attractive means to her. Also, that damn cigarette going back and forth from her lips. There was nothing Jessica hated more than women smokers. It just seemed so...unladylike.

The woman took Jessica’s arm and led her to the bar. “So, you’d like a job?” She sat down, motioning for Jessica to do the same.

Jessica did as she was told, not wanting to be rude. “Yes, I would.” The woman didn’t say anything. Jessica tried to keep the casualness going, so she continued talking. “You see, I was fired—well, they don’t actually use that term, that’d be too honest...I was “let go” from my job yesterday. Now, I desperately need a place to work. I’ll take anything.”

The woman grinned at Jessica. She took another drag from her cigarette, turned her neck and exhaled, but not taking her eyes off Jessica. “Good. We could use another girl. We just opened up and we have kind of a small staff.”

The woman began to get up, but Jessica stopped her, “Wait...I—uh...another girl?” The woman said nothing. “You don’t mean another...dancer...do you. Cause, I’m not here for a job as a dancer. I just want a desk job or something. Surely you guys have phones here. And paperwork...”

The woman laughed and looked at the bartender. He joined her. Jessica looked back and forth between them, wondering what the joke was. The woman gently touched Jessica’s arm and motioned for her to follow her. She led Jessica down a dark, smoky hallway. Her right hand held her cigarette, palm up, as the other rested on her hip. Her ass shook back and forth hypnotically as she walked. At the end of the hall was a small office. The name Jacquelyn Kent was on the door. “Please have a seat, honey.”

Once again, Jessica did as she was told. “Um, Ms. Kent—?”

“Quiet,” Ms. Kent held her hand gently up to Jessica’s mouth, closing it. She gracefully walked over to her desk and picked up a remote control. She hit the button and a soft, trance-like music came on. Jessica looked around for speakers, or a stereo, but could find neither. This is quite a high-tech place, she thought. The music had a slow beat to it with a droning sound in the background. It was kind of relaxing... “Now...” Ms. Kent began to speak, but stopped and looked at Jessica, as if she wanted her to complete the sentence.

Suddenly, Jessica knew what she was waiting for, “OH! It’s...uh, Jessica. Sorry.”

“That’s quite alright, darling. Now....Jessica. You say you want a job here, right?”

Jessica nodded her head, “Right.” Ms. Kent sat behind her desk and tapped her cigarette in a small black ashtray. “But, you say you don’t want to be a dancer?”

Once again, Jessica nodded. This time she added a smile.

“Honey, that’s all wrong.” Jessica’s smile dropped. “Jessica, if you want to support your daughter...”

“Amy.”

“Amy. Jessica, if you want to support Amy, dancing...is the perfect way to do it.”

Jessica shook her head slowly and laughed a bit, “Ms. Kent, I don’t think—”

“That’s just it,” she interrupted softly, “You think too much.” Jessica didn’t understand what she was trying to get at, “Wha—”

“You think too much, Jessica. Wouldn’t it be nicer to just...let those thoughts go? Just do what your heart wants?”

Jessica thought about this. Maybe she’s right...she thought. She’d tried to tell herself that this was crazy, but her thoughts were getting a little foggy.

“Listen to me Jessica,” Ms. Kent stood up and walked around her desk and leaned against it across from Jessica, “Look into my eyes.” Jessica couldn’t help herself. This woman was so convincing. “Just listen to the music...”

It is pretty music, Jessica thought. Her head tilted to the side and her mouth began to hang. All she could do look at Jacquelyn Kent’s eyes. She couldn’t believe she didn’t notice before how beautiful they were. Jessica was losing herself in them.

“Jessica, you should be a dancer for my club,” she smiled at Jessica. She ran her fingers down the side of Jessica’s face and cupped her chin in her hand. “Doesn’t that sound good? Jessica, the Kitty Cat Club stripper.” The music continued it’s relaxing beat, it seemed to go on forever...

Yes...stripper..., Jessica thought dreamily. Suddenly, her eyes fluttered and she snapped out of her daze. “Oh my...I—uh, I don’t think so, Ms. Kent. I’m sorry.” She picked up her purse, stood up and backed away toward the door. “You have a lovely place here, but...I really don’t think it’s for me. Sorry.” With that said, she opened the door and stepped out.

Jacquelyn took another drag from her cigarette and blew it out. She pressed it into the ashtray and stood staring at the door. Then, a smile crossed her face.

Jessica emerged from the Kitty Cat Club to find that it was already dark. “What the f—” It was early afternoon when she went in there. How long was I in there? she wondered. Her head was still fuzzy, like she had just woken up.

She stumbled across the street and walked back into her apartment building. The elevator seemed to take forever. For some reason, she was in a hurry to get to her apartment. She felt...vulnerable for some reason.

She finally reached her apartment and found it already unlocked. Walking in, she found Amy lying on the couch. “Hey mom.” She noticed Amy was wearing a shorter skirt than she normally wear. Normally, Jessica was lecture her about it, but she figured she was just trying something new.

“Hey honey, how long have you been home?”

She was flipping through the channels, not even looking up to answer her, “A few hours. Where have you been? Job searching?”

Jessica nodded her head and placed her purse on the kitchen counter.

“Any luck?”

Jessica’s thoughts were still floating around, like her brain had started break away before, and now she was gathering the pieces again, “What honey?”

Amy looked up at her mom, “I said, any luck. Are you okay mom?”

“Oh. Oh, no. I mean, yes, I’m fine. But no luck,” she gave her daughter a reassuring smile and cooked them a small dinner.

That night, Jessica’s dreams returned. The red light from the Kitty Cat Club sign was still shining brightly in Jessica’s room, but she had drawn the curtains before getting to bed. But, the music was still seeping into her brain...

This time, she could see men surrounding her. They were shaking their hands in the air, whistling, and shouting all sorts of rude comments to her. Except, this time, Jessica wasn’t scared.

She slowly shook her hips back and forth, rubbing her hands from her chest down to her thighs. A gold bar stretched from ceiling to floor and she grabbed hold of it, whipping herself around it. She planted her foot as the base of the pole and spun herself around and around, before stopping herself and dragging her crotch down the length of the pole.

In her bed, Jessica cupped her breasts, gently squeezing them. Her hips slid back and forth across the bed. Her hands found their way down to her crotch as she began rubbing herself like last night. She could feel the cold metal from the pole on herself.

In her dream, her gyrations began to speed up as she rubbed herself harder against the pole. The men were getting more and more excited. She put her hand behind her head and held onto the pole with the other.

She rubbed herself harder and faster until she came. Her body jerked and her legs lifted off the bed. Her eyes were clenched shut and her mouth formed an “O” as the orgasm flowed through her.

Then, it was over. Her body went limp and she lazily rolled over. Once again, she slept like a baby. Except this time, a smile was on her face as she slept.

Jessica woke up, half naked again, but still didn’t notice the changes that were going on in her head. She was in unusually high spirits that morning.

Amy was at school again, so Jessica had the whole apartment to herself. She didn’t bother to adjust her clothes this time. Her left tit hung out while she wiggled down the hall. Her underwear was hiked up her ass and her cheeks shook as she walked.

She had a quick breakfast and took a shower. When she was done, she didn’t think to put a towel around her as she walked around the apartment. She normally did this, even if no one was around, but today, she felt like being a little...naughty. She picked out a much shorter skirt than she normally wore. She had bought this skirt when she had been flirting with a man at work, but it didn’t work out. She hadn’t worn it since. I really should make use of these nice clothes! she thought, happily. She picked out a tight fitting blouse and put it on.

Jessica then looked over her shoes for the perfect pair. She found some high heels that she usually only wore to formal parties. Since she was determined to get a job today, she figured she should look presentable. Stepping into the bathroom, she applied a good bit of make-up and teased her hair up a bit.

Looking over herself in the mirror, she smiled at what she saw. You sexy thing... she thought, Now to find the perfect job... With a confident grin, she left the apartment. Once again, she bypassed the garage and went straight out the front doors.

Once on the busy street, she u*********sly went in the direction of The Kitty Cat Club. She didn’t even notice where she was going. As far as she was concerned, she was just browsing. Jessica reached the doors of the club and walked straight in.

“Hey Maynard,” she said casually, walking past him. He held the door open and nodded at her. She breezed in and looked over the place. The beats of the music circling the club pounded into her head. Wait...Why did I come here? she began to wonder, but her thoughts were quickly distracted.

“Jessica! So good to see you!” a voice said. Jessica looked up to see Jacquelyn Kent sitting at the bar, watching one of her employees gyrating hips on stage. There was a slightly bigger crowd now, even for an afternoon. “I knew you’d be back...” she said, as Jessica walked up to her.

“Well, we didn’t get to finish yesterday,” Jessica said, smiling. Isn’t it because I wanted to leave? she thought, but lost track when Jacquelyn began speaking again.

“Well, let’s step into my office, Jessica...” Ms. Kent led Jessica back down the smoky hallway. The music from the club began to fade away as she was led further back. “Have a seat.”

Jessica did as she was told, again, and looked up at her future boss. “Ms. Kent, I’m not entirely sure why I came her—”

Ms. Kent leaned over her desk and placed a finger on Jessica’s mouth with a gentle, “Shhhhhhh...". Jessica’s eyes looked confused as she stopped talking. Her mouth hung open as Ms. Kent retracted her arm and picked up a remote off her desk. She hit a button and more techno music began playing in the small office. “You talk too much Jessica... Just relax... Okay?”

Jessica thought this over, I talk too much? Maybe I should relax... The music danced inside her ears as she looked deep into Ms. Kent’s eyes.

“This is very special music Jessica. You want to know why you keep coming back here?” Jessica nodded. “Well, I like to make subliminal tapes, Jessica. You’ve been hearing music every night haven’t you?” Jessica nodded again, trying to figure out where this was going. “How about dreams? Have any strange ones lately?” Ms. Kent grinned as Jessica nodded some more. Jessica’s arms hung limply at her sides as she listened to the pretty music. “Well, the music you hear every night is making you desire to become a stripper. Have you always wanted to become a stripper, Jessica?”

Well, of course! she thought to herself. She just nodded her head in response to Ms. Kent’s question. Her head felt like it was filling with helium and floating away.

“Yes... You’ve always wanted to be a stripper... At least that’s what you think...” Ms. Kent grinned and picked up the remote back off the desk. She pointed it in the air and clicked a button. The music went silent, then came back alive with a slightly different beat. “This music only works on certain people. We wouldn’t want your whole building applying here. But, we knew someone would show up. And here you are...”

The new music was making Jessica even more light headed. Her eyes fluttered as a grin crossed over her face. A tiny giggle escaped her lips.

“You should be feeling pretty...yummy...right now...” she continued smiling as she caressed the side of Jessica’s face. Jessica closed her eyes and snuggled up to her hand, still smiling. “This nice piece of music is called our Bimbo mix. The more you hear it, the dumber you’ll get, the sluttier you’ll get...then you’ll be perfect for the job. How are you feeling Jessica?”

Jessica looked up at her with half-open eyes. “Uhhh...fine....” She ended the sentence with another giggle.

“Now, of course, you won’t remember any of this. But, you’ll go home. Confindent that you’ll find a new job. You won’t worry about applying anywhere else. You’ll take care of your daughter and just live your life as you normally would. But, every night...I’ll be playing this song for you...” She lightly tapped Jessica’s face, causing Jessica to giggle more. “...and every night...you’ll get dumber...” she tapped the top of Jessica’s head, " ...and sluttier...” she said slipped her hand down Jessica’s blouse, grasping her breast, “...just perfect...”

The music shut off and the room was silent again. Jessica’s eyes fluttered a bit and she seemed to regain her composure. “Wha—what happened?”

Jacquelyn stood up and walked back behind her desk, “What do you mean?”

Jessica looked really confused, “Umm...I dunno. Something...” She couldn’t quite figure out what she wanted to say. Something was wrong. She breathed in heavily and stretched. “I guess nothing.” She stood up and started toward the door.

“We’ll be calling you, Jessica...” Jacquelyn said, lighting another cigarette.

Jessica nodded nervously, anxious to get outside. She opened the door and walked out.

Jessica walked down the busy street. Her head still felt a little fuzzy from her meeting with Jacquelyn. She tried to remember what exactly they talked about. Do I have a job now? she wondered. She couldn’t remember if Jacquelyn had agreed to hire her or not. Sure, being a stripper isn’t exactly the most respectful job for her, but, she needed something.

Stopping at the crosswalk to her building, she glanced down at her outfit. Well, I guess I could be a little more adventurous now that I’m gonna be a stripper! she thought to herself. None of these thoughts seemed strange to her. They all seemed perfectly natural. Jessica decided to walk to the clothing store down the street before going home.

The store was called Wild! and was targeted more toward the teenage generation. Jessica walked inside and browsed through their selection. Mid-riff baring tops, short skirts, leather, lace...this was mostly all they had. Jessica had never worn stuff like this before. She wondered if she’d be able to pull it off...

Of course, she’d have to. Soon, she’d be topless on a dance floor. She’d have to learn to show off more of her body.

Looking to her left, she noticed a mirror and her reflection looking back. I really do have a nice body. Why am I so ashamed to show it off? she wondered. Finally, she decided to throw caution to the wind and buy herself a new wardrobe. She still had plenty of money saved up, and now that she had a job, she could spend a little! This could be fun.... she thought.

Jessica emerged from the store. Her ass looked great in her new tight leather pants. Her bra was visible through her see-through shirt. It was unbuttoned down to the top of her bra to show off some cleavage from her 34B chest. This isn’t so bad, she thought, I should’ve done this a long time ago. She held several bags of clothes in her hands as she looked up and down the street, watching various men stealing glances of her. It gave her a little bit of a thrill. She was getting a little excited thinking about how she would be showing even more when Jacquelyn calls her!

Why does that excite me? she wondered.

Jessica began to think this was all a bad idea when a voice yelled at her,

“Nice ass honey!” She spun around to see a group of construction workers across the street staring at her and making other obscene gestures. “Bend over for us! Make our day!”

A look of disgust crossed her face as she realized that these were the type of men she would be entertaining. The men boo-ed as she began to walk back toward her building. More whistles and hoots followed her as other men commented on her looks.

When she arrived home, she ran directly for the bathroom and flicked on the light. She stared at herself in the mirror. “What are you doing Jessica?” she asked herself out loud, “This isn’t you. You’re a respectable woman, not some stripping tramp!” She stormed into her room, throwing the bags of clothes on the floor and unbuttoning her see-through shirt. Next, she pulled off the leather pants and stood there in her room in just her bra and panties.

She walked back into the bathroom and looked herself over again. She cupped her tits in her hands and gave the mirror a sexy glance. Jessica arched her back and slowly pulled the bra off, letting her tits drop down. Slowly, she shook her chest back and forth, making her perky tits bounce. She stepped back and forth in front of the mirror, as she were performing on a stage. “I can do this...” she said, “I can strip...” Jessica grabbed her nipples and pulled, “Would you like a lap-dance sir?” she asked in a breathy, sexy voice.

“What are you doing?”

The sudden voice behind Jessica, startled her. She spun around to find Amy standing there with a funny look on her face. “What? What do you mean?”

“Who are you talking to?” Her book-bag hung off one shoulder as she stood there in her T-shirt and jeans and tennis shoes. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

“Ummm...no one, sweetie,” Jessica laughed nervously and stepped past her daughter.

Amy just shrugged and rolled her eyes at her strange mother, “If you say so...” She walked back down the hallway and into the living room.

Jessica walked back into her room and shut the door. She picked out one of her normal outfits and went back into the living room. She and Amy sat together and watched TV like normal and had dinner. Amy had school again tomorrow so she kissed her mom goodnight and went to bed early. Jessica decided to go to bed early and went back into her room.

She decided not to wear anything to bed tonight. Her naked body felt good on the cool sheets. She also decided not to close the curtains tonight. The red glow was kind of relaxing...and that music...it was so soothing...

The sun slowly crept up to Jessica’s naked body. She grinned as she felt the warmth spread over her. Jessica stretched and sat up.

She felt great! She couldn’t stop smiling for some reason. It felt like she was walking on the clouds as she walked, naked, to the bathroom. She stopped and looked at her reflection, “Hey there sexy,” she winked.

After showering, she put on a short red skirt and cut-off t-shirt. She decided to wear a thong today. She giggled to herself as she imagined the wind blowing her short skirt up and showing the whole street her ass.

She then skipped out the door and headed outside. Out on the street, the hoots and whistles were even worse. But, for some reason, she just took them as a compliment. I wonder why I got so mad yesterday? she thought. Smiling at all her admirers, she walked towards the Kitty Cat Club.

She winked at Maynard the doorman as he slapped her ass as she walked by. Jacquelyn greeted her instantly, “Hey there Jessica. Feeling pretty good I imagine?”

Jessica laughed as a shot of vodka was handed to her, she took it and gulped it down as if it were a routine with her, “Shit, I feel great!” Jacquelyn looked pleased at this. “I don’t know, Jackie...It’s like I’m a whole new person today!”

“Well, you may find yourself becoming more and more new every morning...” Everyone laughed at this, including Jessica, even though she didn’t really get it. “Come with me back into my office Jessica.”

Jessica walked back with her and sat in her usual chair. “So, when will I be starting at the Kitty Cat Club, Jackie?”

“Soon dear, soon. But, I’d like to talk to you about your daughter,” Jessica’s smile drifted away after hearing this, “What’s wrong, hon?”

“What do you want with Amy?”

Jacquelyn laughed at Jessica, “Oh don’t worry, we don’t want her to dance for us, “Jessica, breathed a sigh a relief at hearing this. “She’s a smart girl. I just figured she could help me out a bit.”

“You?” Jessica didn’t understand what Amy could help Jacquelyn with.

“Well, with you for one thing.” Jacquelyn pushed her remote button and music began playing in the room.

Jessica began to get worried, but that was soon replaced with a feeling of tranquility. A smile grew on her face... “With me? What could Amy do with me?”

“Well, we’ve added a few things to your special song...” Jacquelyn walked around to the front of her desk and leaned against the edge. “You see, the song only effects your mind. That way, we don’t get every woman in the building coming to work for us. We just liked you...and now you’re here.” Jessica giggled a little at this. “Now, we’ve added a new message for your daughter during your song. She’s going to find herself becoming more and more...dominant...over you. You in turn will become more and more submissive to her, while still becoming the ditzy bimbo that we want to dance for us. Hopefully, Amy will be able to speed up your process by disciplining you properly and breaking your will down.”

Jessica’s eyes were half open by now, not even really understanding what she was being told. “Cool...”

Jacquelyn laughed, “Yes, it is cool I suppose.” Her pussy was getting a little wet seeing Jessica like this. “Jessica, how’d you like to eat my pussy?”

Jessica’s eyes fluttered, “What?”

“How would you like to eat my pussy, Jessica?”

There was silence for a minute as Jessica processed this information. Was she really asking me this? she thought. “I—uh—I’ve never done that before...”

“Oh that’s okay,” Jacquelyn said, lifting her skirt and laying back on the desk, “Just lick it, kiss it, rub it, play with it...” She wasn’t wearing any underwear and was shaven smooth.

“I—I don’t know about this...”

“Yes you do Jessica. You love this...” She reached for the remote and switched the music to a more upbeat dance song.

Jessica’s head felt even more fuzzy, “Sure, Jackie...” She leaned forward and slowly licked up her cunt lips and flicked her tongue around her clit.

“That’s my girl. You’re doing great.”

Hearing this made Jessica feel even better. She started to get into it now. She shoved her tongue past Jackie’s pussy lips and licked inside her. Jacquelyn moaned and grabbed a handful of Jessica’s hair. “Lick it you bitch!”

“Yes ma’am,” Jessica answered back and furiously licked all over Jacquelyn’s pussy. Jessica’s fingers found their way down to her own pussy and began working her clit. She did this while working Jacquelyn’s clit with her tongue.

“Good girl...ugh...keep doing that...” Jessica did as she was told and flicked up and down Jackie’s clit, while slipping her fingers in and out her own cunt. “That’s it...you slut...I’m cumming...Oh god...I’m cumming!” Jessica came the same time Jacquelyn did. They both moaned and screamed as the orgasms surged through their bodies.

Jacquelyn straightened her dress and sat back up. Jessica sat back in her chair with a smirk on her face. “How was that?” Her eyes were innocent like a c***d talking to their parent.

Jacquelyn pulled a cigarette out of her desk drawer and lit it, “Perfect, honey. You’re gonna fit in just fine here once your training is over.” Jessica smiled, excited that she would soon be working here. “Now once again, you won’t remember any of this. But, the changes going on between you and Amy will seem perfectly natural to you, okay?” Jessica nodded her head. “Nice outfit by the way...” she said grinning.

Jessica blushed and smiled, “Thank you, Miss Jackie.”

“Now get going, we’ll call you in a few days.”

The next few days went by quickly. Amy began to get in trouble at school for talking back to her teachers. Lately, she had become so bossy. Jessica hardly noticed a change, she just wished her daughter would be a little more respectful to her elders.

One night, Jessica had been wearing one of her new outfits. It was a low-cut blouse with a mini-skirt. When Amy saw what she was wearing, she just scoffed and started to walk away. Jessica stopped her, “What?”

Amy turned around and said smugly, “Just thinking how badly you must want to get laid wearing an outfit like that...” then turned around and walked back to her room.

Jessica was speechless. Her daughter had never talked to her like that. But, the weirdest thing was how Jessica didn’t even scold her. Normally, she would’ve slapped some sense into her, but, now, she just felt ashamed. As if she was let down that her daughter didn’t approve of her.

On top of that, Jessica was beginning to have trouble doing the simplest tasks. One morning, she couldn’t even remember how to work the microwave. She stared dumbly at it for a few minutes before Amy walked past her and pushed the button to open it for her. Jessica scratched her head and thanked her daughter. “Dumbass...” Amy muttered as she walked past.

Then, another day, Jessica was trying to balance her checkbook. Subtraction just seemed so difficult now. She walked back to Amy’s room and had her do it for her. Amy was naked, spread eagle on her bed with a vibrator in her pussy when Jessica walked in. Amy didn’t even stop when her mother came in, she just calmly asked, “What do you want?” and continued pistoning the vibrator in her cunt.

Jessica didn’t quite know what to say, “I—uhh—need your help.”

“Well, make it quick. I was almost there...” She sat up and walked over to her mother, still ass-naked.

Jessica held up the pen and her checkbook, “I have $1500 in the bank, then I spent $1000 yesterday... How much is in the bank now?”

Amy lost it, “You spent one thousand fucking dollars yesterday!? What the fuck did you buy? A goddam television?”

“N—no... Just some clothes...” Jessica felt a little embarrassed.

“Some? Doesn’t sound like ‘some’.”

“But—”

“Shush...” Amy held her hand up to Jessica’s face, silencing her, “So we only $500 in the bank?” She looked angry.

Jessica trembled, “I—I don’t know. Do we?”

Amy sighed and walked back to her bed and sat down, “You need a fucking job.”

“I know...”

“I’ve seen you prancing around that strip club. Are you getting a job there or something?”

Jessica was a little startled at the mention of the strip club, “N—no. They say I’m not ready yet.”

“Well, we need to get you ready...” She laid back on the bed and picked her black vibrator up again, “First thing tomorrow, we need to get you looking like a stripper.” Jessica started to protest, but was cut off again by Amy’s hand, “No buts. Now get out so can finish up here. Unless you’d like to finish me yourself...” Amy smirked at her mother.

Jessica just turned around and walked out.

Jessica woke up the next morning feeling much happier. For some reason, the thought of letting her lovely daughter help attain a “stripper” look seemed fun and exciting. She bounced out of bed, nude, and walked to the living room.

She found Amy in there, nude as well, smoking a cigarette. Jessica was a little surprised by this, “Amy, I didn’t know you smo—”

“Hush,” she took another drag and pointed at her mother, cigarette between her fingers, “You need to go get dressed so we can go to Dr. Roberts office today. I scheduled you an appointment for noon. That’s two hours from now, get moving.”

Jessica decided not to worry about her daughter’s new smoking habit and just did as she was told. Every now and then, she’d get distracted by accidentally rubbing her hand across her pussy. A rush of pleasure would sweep over her. Looking down at her pussy, she decided she should shave herself. She had never done it before, but she figured she would give it a try anyways.

An hour later, Amy was knocking on the bathroom door, “What the hell’s taking so long, mom?” Amy opened the door to find her mother sitting on the toilet, shaving cream all over her inner thighs and holding a razor.

“I—I can’t figure out how to do this...” Jessica was talking like a c***d caught stealing cookies.

Amy sighed, “Christ...I swear you are a fucking airhead, mother...” She walked over to her mom and knelt down on her knees. “Hold still, “she said. Amy then proceeded to shave her mom’s pussy. She kept the cigarette in her mouth, every now and then talking out of the side of her mouth, “Shit...fucking late...Dammit...”

When they were finished, Amy picked out something for Jessica to wear. She chose a skimpy tank top and a plaid, skirt. When Jessica was dressed, Amy looked her up and down, “Not perfect, but not bad either.” Jessica smiled proudly at her daughter’s compliment. “Okay, get in the car.”

Amy drove to the clinic. Jessica tried to change the radio station, but Amy just smacked her hand away. Jessica didn’t bother to argue, she didn’t really feel like it was her place to argue with Amy. After all, a mother should show her daughter some respect...

When they arrived at the clinic, Amy flicked her cigarette onto the gravel and stomped it out. “Alright, come with me, mom.”

Jessica followed Amy into the clinic, “What are we doing here?”

Amy wrote her mother’s name down on the sign in sheet by the front desk, “We’re getting those tits of yours enhanced.”

Jessica gasped, “What? My tit—I mean my breasts are perfectly fine!”

Amy turned around and slapped Jessica’s ass. Jessica jumped and rubbed her stinging behind. “Just keep your mouth closed and I’ll have you dancing for top-dollar at that club.”

They both sat in the waiting room for about fifteen minutes. Amy read a People magazine. Jessica looked through a Highlights book. Reading was getting a little tough for her, but the pictures were still nice. Finally, a young nurse walked in and called Jessica’s name. Jessica looked at her daughter to see if that was her cue. Amy nodded and Jessica smiled and stood up. They both followed the nurse through the back hallway and into a small room. She left them in the room and told them the doctor would be in shortly.

When she left, Amy looked at her mother with a small grin on her face, “I’d like to fuck that nice piece of ass. How about you?”

Jessica didn’t really know what to say, but she didn’t have to answer, because the doctor came walking in then. “Hello Jessica. You looking for an enhancement today?”

She barely opened her mouth to answer when Amy said, “Yes she is.”

Doctor Roberts seemed a little confused, but continued anyway, “Alrighty, how big were you thinking about going?”

Jessica began to answer again but was interrupted by Amy again, “Take her up about a 34E.” She looked at her mother and smiled. Jessica looked like she was about to protest, but caught sight of Amy’s face turn serious. She mouthed out the word, “Hush” at her. Jessica closed her mouth.

“Okay, we can do that. Jessica, would you come with me please?”

Jessica followed the doctor back through the door and down the hallway...

“Mom...” The world was swimming around in Jessica’s head. All she could see was a black, abysmal void stretching on forever. A soothing voice was calling to her, “Mom?”

Then another voice spoke up, this one sending Jessica into a paradise of pleasurable feelings, “Jessica... Oh Jessica...”

Her chest felt like it weighed two hundred pounds. She was tired and weak. Finally, the blackness began to fade away to daylight. She was in a room. Her room. Two silhouettes were peering down at her. She was on her back, in a bed.

“Wake up, Mom...” Her daughter was gently tapping the side of her face, stirring her consciousness. “Wake up to your new life...” Jessica could see her daughter smiling. She tried to speak but all that came out was a whisper of vowels. She was horribly thirsty.

The other figure turned out to be Jacquelyn Kent, from the strip club. What’s she doing here? Jessica wondered. “Wake up, Jessica, you sexy thing...” Every time Jackie spoke, Jessica felt wonderful. Her voice was like a warm blanket, protecting her. “You need to see how beautiful you’ve become in the last 24 hours!”

A handheld mirror was thrust in her field of vision. It took Jessica a moment to readjust her eyes, but when everything cleared, she was appalled by what she saw. First of all, a pair of obvious, fake silicone tits had replaced her normal chest! Oh my god... Jessica thought. She was naked and helpless in her bed. After noticing that, she saw that her hair had been dyed a bright, platinum blonde and teased up. This isn’t happening... she thought. Make-up had been applied to her face, making her look like a cheap hooker. What’s happened to me? Jessica began to get scared.

“Wh...What..h-happened...to...m...m...me?” Jessica asked with all her strength, fighting not to break into tears.

Jacquelyn spoke up, “Oh honey, you’ve just gone too long without your pretty music to listen to.” Suddenly, Jessica felt a little better. She felt like she would do anything for Ms. Jackie... “This is what you wanted! Remember?”

She couldn’t. Everything was a blur. Did I really ask for this? She didn’t remember ever asking for such a thing as this. This was just too much. “I...I didn’t a-ask for th..this...”

Jessica watched as Jackie lit a cigarette, laughing. She then watched as Jackie passed the cigarette to Amy, who joined the laughing. She took a long drag and held it out to Jessica, offering. Jessica mouthed out “no” and Amy shrugged, placing the cigarette back in her own mouth.

Jackie leaned down and kissed Jessica’s forehead. Jessica couldn’t help but smile. She then noticed a remote control in Jackie’s hand. She pushed a button and music began playing through the room. “But you don’t need to worry, my darling,” Jackie said, caressing Jessica’s face. “I brought you your very own CD as a get-well gift. Now you can listen to it all day long...” She leaned down and kissed Jessica on the lips, “So go back to sleep, baby. When you wake up, you’ll feel so much better...”

She was right. Everything faded to black and Jessica was asleep.

“Uhhhh...like, where am I?” Jessica said to herself. She soon realized that she was in her room still. Amy and Jackie had left. Jessica felt great though! She giggled to herself as she stumbled out of the bed. The soft music continued to play on a loop from her stereo. She opened the door and walked out into the hall. “Hey, like, where are you guys?” Jessica looked around the living room, not finding them there. She pouted as she began to twirl her hair, thinking with all her might. She didn’t even think to check Amy’s bedroom.

She heard some muffled voices in Amy room, luring Jessica towards it. She pressed her ear up to it and listened...

“Damn, Amy, you lick pussy like a pro! You sure you’ve never done this before?”

“Mmmm...positive, Ms. Jackie. You’re my first.”

“Well, I’m sooooo (Oh!) impressed. Your mother is a lucky lady...”

“Oh please, she’ll be the one on her knees with me.”

“Maybe we should go check on her. Finish me up, hon...”

After that, various moaned, groans, and screams rang through the hallway. Jessica listened to her daughter bring Jackie to orgasm. It was too much for her though. Jessica sat in the hallway, naked, and played with herself, imagining the scenario in there.

Then, the door opened. Jackie and Amy were shocked, then amused, to find Jessica rubbing her clit in the hallway. Jackie walked up to her, “Jessica, honey. How are you feeling?”

Jessica was a little surprised by this question. She smiled and licked her fingers, ” Like, Jessica’s totally fine, Ms. Jackie ma’am!”

Amy was amazed. She knelt down next to her slutty mother. “Mom? Do you feel any different than you did a few hours ago?”

Jessica thought about this. She stood up, with a look of frustration on her face. “Uhhh...What do you mean? Different...” Jessica pondered this difficult question .

Amy turned to Jackie, “It worked. She’s a fucking moron!”

Jackie smiled, “Yep, and I bet she’s ready to fuck anything that moves right now.”

“I suppose your right...” They watched from the hallway as Jessica skipped off into the living room, sat on the couch, spread her legs, picked up Amy’s vibrator off the coffee table and plunged it into herself. She was giggling the whole time. “She definitely won’t have any protests about stripping now.”

Jackie smirked, “Hon, we could get her to do anything we want her to now.” Amy grinned. “Now, don’t you have a CD of your own to go listen to?”

Amy realized Jackie was right and rushed back into her room and closed the door.

That night was Jessica’s debut. She was a little nervous about getting in front of the big crowd of people. It was Friday night and the Kitty Cat Club was packed full of drunk, horny men. There were old men that came in by themselves, never moving the whole night other than sipping at their beer. There were the groups of white-collar businessmen that had told their wives they were all at a meeting. Then, there were the college k**s that were excited to be there, but still a little nervous to get up close.

Jessica was backstage with Amy. “Are you, like, sure I’m ready for this, Amy?”

Amy had a cigar in her mouth. She took a drag and spit out the smoke while she answered, “Quit worrying. You’re fine. Just go out there, shake your ass around, swing your tits back and forth, keep your pussy covered and bring me back every penny you’re handed.” She was wearing a skimpy, sequin-covered black dress.

Jessica heard her music start to come over the speakers and she knew it was her turn. She gave her daughter one last nervous look and stepped through the curtain.

A spotlight splashed down on her. The crowd quieted down a bit as the music slowed down to a steady pumping beat. A strobe light flashed overhead as Jessica stepped down the catwalk. She had a string bikini tied around her and high heel shoes. A few hoots and hollers went through the crowd and she slowly swayed her hips to the music. She was obviously nervous.

Suddenly, a dollar bill was held up in the air. She smiled and walked towards it. A dark-haired man with a mustache smiled, holding the bill just out of her reach. Jessica got down on her knees, putting her crotch at eye-level to the man. She ran her hands down her body, caressing her inner thighs. She kept eye contact with the man, seducing the dollar away from him.

He reached into his pocket and took out a twenty. His smile grew as Jessica reached behind her back, still keeping eye contact. She tugged at the bikini strings and smiled as the top slid down her body and onto the stage floor.

She began slithering around the edge of the stage until the man tucked the bills into her G-string and sat back.

She danced for a few other men. Then the music stopped. Her face turned red and she held her arms over her chest as she slowly stepped back through the curtains. A few confused claps went through the audience as the next girl came out.

Amy and Jacquelyn were waiting for Jessica backstage. Jessica was still a little embarrassed. Jackie smiled at her, “Not bad for a first time, darlin’.”

Amy looked a little angry. She pulled the assortment of bills out from Jessica’s G-string, “Is this all you got? Damn, you’re gonna have to do better than this...”

“Now, now, Amy,” Jackie said, tapping Amy’s arm, “Jessica here is a little new to this world.” She then leaned over to Amy and whispered something in her ear.

Amy’s expression didn’t change. She just thought about something for a second then said, “Are you sure she’s ready for that?”

“Well, maybe not, but it will definitely pave the way for other things. And besides, I can make her ready...” Jackie and Amy then turned back towards Jessica, still topless. “Come with us Jessica.” She took Jackie’s hand and was led down a hallway into a room marked “PRIVATE”.

The room was very smoky with a dim red glow hanging over it. Two other girls were grinding against two guys on opposite sides of the room. Velvet couches lined the walls. Jessica was led to a corner occupied by a red-faced gentlemen in a business suit. He gulped down a shot of whiskey and smiled at the approaching group of girls.

“This is Mr. Hannigan, Jessica.” Jessica was shaking as she nervously smiled at the man. He nodded and grinned, eyeing her up and down. “Mr. Hannigan is one of our most valued visitors. I trust you can make his stay worthwhile...” With that said, she took Amy with her and whisked away the other people in the room, stating that the room would be temporarily closed.

Jessica was now alone in the room with Mr. Hannigan. He didn’t say a word but stared hard at her, waiting for her to start. But, Jessica wasn’t entirely sure what she was supposed to do with this man.

“I—uh...I’m not sure what I’m doing here...“Jessica explained. Mr. Hannigan didn’t respond, he didn’t even seem to hear her. “I don’t know what Jacq—er, Ms. Kent told you, but I’m not...” Her voice trailed off as music slowed began to fill the empty room. It started off slow and soft, but grew steadily into a loud techno beat. The beat worked its way into Jessica’s head, making her feel a pulsing tingle throughout her body. Her head began to feel as if it were filling with air. “I—uh... What do you want me to do, sir?” she found herself asking. Was my voice getting...higher? she wondered.

“Well, for starters, you could show me those big knockers you got there...” Mr. Hannigan answered.

Something deep inside Jessica’s head told her to slap this asshole across his smug little face and storm out of there, but, her body reacted differently. She found herself blushing shyly as she pulled her bikini off again to let her fake tits come splashing out. “Like this, sir?” Jessica wasn’t sure why she needed reassurance from this guy, but she did nonetheless.

“Perfect darlin’. Now let’s see that snatch of yours...”

Once again, Jessica felt something about this just wasn’t like her, but, once again, she found herself doing exactly what he said. She yanked her bottoms off and tossed them to the ground displaying her pussy, cleanly shaven by her loving daughter. “You like?” she asked hopefully.

“Perfect again darlin’. Now how ‘bout comin’ over here and sittin’ on daddy’s knee,” the man glared.

Jessica giggled and bounced over to him. The music continued it’s hypnotic effect on Jessica, reducing her to her earlier state at the apartment. She seated herself on Mr. Hannigan’s leg, almost clumsily falling backwards. “Oops! “ She ran her hand across Mr. Hannigan’s inner thighs, hungrily licking her lips.

“You wantin’ a taste of what’s in there?” he asked confindently.

Jessica’s face lit up, not even questioning her behavior anymore, “Oh, could I?! I’d be, like, totally grateful!” She fought with the man’s zipper until he undid it for her, she giggled again and reached inside, biting her lip, to see what she could fish out. When she felt the soft flesh of his cock, she gasped and greedily wrapped her hand around it. Yanking it out, she cooed and gazed at it’s size, “Wow, mister! You’re dick is, like, sooo huge!”

“I know it is, baby. Why don’t you wrap those slutty lips around it and give me your best blowjob...” he said, suggestively.

Jessica thanked the nice man for letting her suck him off and dropped her head into his lap, engulfing his cock. She bobbed her head up and down, shaking her head side to side to work it further down her throat. She knew she had to get it as far down as she could, since that’s what boy liked.

There she sat, ass-naked on the floor of a strip club, sucking a stranger’s dick. She didn’t even think that there was anything wrong with this. It seemed like a daily activity of hers at this point in her conditioning. The old Jessica was fading farther and farther away to be replaced by the slut on the ground.

“Ugh...Those tits real baby?”

She pulled her mouth free for a moment, “No way, sir! They’re totally fake!” She smiled proudly and went back work.

Mr. Hannigan dropped his head back, relaxing as Jessica finished him up.

“So, how was your little session in there?” Jacquelyn asked. She, Amy and Jessica stood in the hallway of the club together. The crowd had slowed down a bit as the morning hours approached. Amy had another cigar shoved in her mouth.

Jessica had to think a bit, then giggled, “Hee hee! It was cool. Mr. Hannigan let me suck his cock for a bit. I asked him if he could fuck me for a little bit, but he said that wasn’t what he was here for...” She pouted, fantasizing about being bent over that couch with a cock shoved in her cunt.

Jackie and Amy exchanged glances, smiling. Jackie then put her arm around Jessica’s shoulders and began walking her to the door, “Well, you may have a little more fun tonight as we try out a new “branch” of our club...” Jessica frowned at Jackie, trying to figure out what she was saying. “Don’t worry about it, honey. You’ll see what I’m talking about tonight. Why don’t you go home, get some sleep and have a great afternoon until you come back to see me?”

This seemed to please Jessica as she smiled and nodded. Jackie took Amy aside and began explaining their plan, “Just take her home and keep an eye on her. Put her to bed, but don’t forget to play her CD for her. Then, take her out when she wakes up and get her...prepared...for tonight,” Jackie grinned evilly as she said this.

Amy grinned, “Yes, ma’am...”

Jackie patted Amy on her ass, “And don’t forget your little CD, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am...”

“You don’t want to slip back into your old personality do you?”

Amy stopped. She had to think about this for a second. What was she talking about?

Jackie grinned at the confused teenager, “You do remember your old self, right?”

“Ummm...” Amy thought hard, “A...little...”

Jacquelyn laughed a bit at the silly girl, “You used to be an uptight little goody-goody, remember?”

Amy looked around nervously, “Kinda...”

“Well, trust me. It’s nothing you want to bring back. So keep listening to your CD’s and you’ll stay just as assertive and in-charge as you are now!” With that, Jackie sent the young girl on her way.

Amy didn’t realize it, but the CD’s she was agreeing to listen to were slowly turning her into a dominant slut. She no longer had any real cares for her mother except to shape her up so she can bring some money to the family. She knew she had to get Jessica on the streets tonight, so she drove her mother home and sent her to bed for the time being.

Amy took a nap along with her mother. When they woke up, Amy got her mother ready, which meant painting her face up with slutty make-up and dressing her up in the nastiest clothing she could find. Today, Jessica would be wearing a black vinyl top and mini-sk