Izzy’s next customer wanted a nice and simple handjob and the moment she saw him release his cock she knew he wasn’t the kind to wear clean clothes. A tank and musty smell from underwear that had been cum into filled the air and his unclean cock wasn’t pleasant to hold. She began to jerk him off with as much vigour as the other two but wasn’t internally enjoying it as much. She put on the sexy eyes and the slutty face for him and he smirked like he was in control but in reality she wished he would clean himself more. Her pumping got faster and stronger until his penis released a jet of cum that splashed onto her face. She gagged at the smell and unfortunately some of his jizz got into her mouth. The awful tasting sperm hit her tongue piercing and immediately the guy shuddered. A shocked look overcame his face as a deep dark fetish of his began to occur. His tongue hung out happily and his cock sprang to attention before it flattered to the floor nothing more than a dildo. His feet began to morph and a pit of high heels appeared before separating from his body. Nice clean heels that were Izzy’s exact shoe size. His legs fell off turning into sexy tights while his hips fell away turning into a bright blue ruffled skirt. Most of his torso turned a dark black colour and fell down turning into a jacket while a small portion fluttered to the ground as a shirt that showcased a lot of cleavage. This was followed by a bra coloured as blue as the skirt. His head then fell on the bench, a large chunk falling to the floor as headphones while the rest unravelled and transformed into a blue scarf. The new pile of clothing fell at Izzy’s feet while the remainder of the man’s body and old clothing burst into dollar bills and fluttered to Izzy’s feet. She shook her head as reality set in and turned her attention to the last guy. She smiled at him sexily and licked her lips in anticipation for her third sexual favour of the evening.