Some havy bass drops hit Zossie’s ears as a song she typically heard in clubs began to play into her head. A loud and heart pounding song that made the listeners heart match the music and penetrated to their bones on a proper loudspeaker. It was the kind of song that was perfect when you were drunk and grinding up against some guy. Zossie began to move her hips in this fashion as the music took over her brain. She thrust the dildo in and out of her body rhythmically and her eyes began to droop as her heartbeat matched the beats of the music. It filled her ears ceaselessly, so loud that other noises didn’t register. She shut her eyes and felt gravity shift. The tiny and feeble headphones on her head vanished and she felt a true loudspeaker pounding music into her ears. The dildo was gone and suddenly she found herself in the arms of some dude while the music poured over her making her bones rattle. She ground her naked ass against his penis contained in some tight pants and opened her eyes finding them tingling. She blinked not noticing the sheer amount of mascara and makeup that had applied to her face. Her figure skimmed down while her breasts and ass expanded. Her grinding movements became more fluid and practiced as she hazily forgot about her sudden teleportation.
Zossie’s hair turned a bright purple and did itself up into pigtails while her face and ears began to grow piercings. One through her left eyebrow, eight along the rim of her ear, a ring in her nose, a ball in her tongue, another ring on her lip, a few more on her cheek and lips and finally on her belly button. A buzz filled her as a drunken feeling coursed through her body and her mind began to match the music. No thoughts but the ear pounding sound. A thong and push up bra formed on her body alongside a mini miniskirt, thigh high boots with heels, tight spandex leggings, and a very small top that did nothing to cover her bra basically acting as a second bra layer.
Zossie’s thoughts began to return but they were altered. Now she was a Club Rat who slipped into clubs underage thanks to her well endowed chest and mature looks. She wasn’t a smart student in school and constantly thought about clubbing and hoped to become a DJ one day. But for now she was completely plastered and only thinking of the dick that was plastered at her buttocks. The strong hands holding her waist would definitely be worth the effort. She just wondered how much more it would take before the mystery man took her out of the club for some more intimate fun.