Paul now Polly had adjusted to now being her ditsy self extremely well as the feminizing nanites had altered his mind to no more than a horny slut. Now strutting off to the back door of the CYOC Labs wearhouse, Polly was having a hard time remebering what had happened to her less than a few minutes ago, but her new slutty mind had implanted fake memories to erase any knowledge of paul... not saying that it didn't already make her forgetful anyways.
Soon as Polly exited the back door she had been given the location on her phone upon where to meet the client, which it was located down a shadier side of town where the whores typicaly like to meet. Upon arriving Polly noticed that was not much other sluts on the same street she was. A little worried, she distracted herself with a silly phone game to keep her from worrying. Not to long after her client arrived in a black limio, very upscale considering this part of town. A guard had opened the back door to which she had walked on into the limo in which she was... alone?
Feeling strange about not esqorting her client, the guard had closed the door and quickly the limo started to move. "Maybe my client is busy right now and can't use little slutty me right now." thought Polly to herself curious to why her client isn't using her right now. Along the way Polly couldn't help but imagine what might her client be, whatever he/she or hell it might be... the thoughts where cuasing poor polly to dribble cum out her pussy onto the seat. "Oh my, my horny thoughs are making me wet. Oh I hope my client doesn't mind me getting cum all over the leather seats.
The trip seemed to take forever well past noon that is for sure. Weather or not her client asked the chauffeur to take the scenic route intentionally to get poor Polly all horny for her client... or was there something else up with this trip!