With Kyle gone Izzy lying on the manager’s couch nude with a dildo shoved in her vagina just didn’t make sense. Reality began to shift and Izzy’s tongue piercing began to heat up. The dildo began to throb and Izzy moaned as it turned into a real penis again rammed erect into her genitals. She arched her back and pushed her rump upwards as blood vessels, sinew, and flesh burst from the dick and began forming a pelvic region that legs sprouted out of. A torso began to form followed by a pair of arms that sprouted hands and finally a head.
A layer of tan skin began to cover up the exposed flesh and hair sprouted from it. It clumped sexily on the chest, bushed around the testicles, and built up atop every limb. A soul patch emerged on the new man’s face while well cared for dark hair waved out of his head in a sexy manner.
Well manicured fingernails sprouted on his fingers that he used to play with Izzy’s nipples and his thrusts and humps became rhythmic as if he was an expert at sex. A condom now existed between his dick and her vagina and memories of Kyle were replaced by the sexy Latino prime rib behind her. Miguel, owner of the strip club and holder of one of the best cocks you’d ever experience. Izzy giggled as the smell of cheap cigarettes was replaced by expensive and flavourful cigars and expensive Bourbon.
“My, Isabella, you never cease to surprise me,” Miguel commented while Izzy rocked her hips and took charge of their lovemaking. She was much more invested than any sex she’d ever experianced with Kyle. Miguel followed her movements, matched her thrusts, and made sex feel more like a dance than rough animalistic fucking.
Izzy wanted to respond but an orgasm was close, real close. Her tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled back as pleasure washed away any conscious thought. She grunted and moaned and a few seconds later she released an orgasm and collapsed. Miguel kept going now getting rough and fast like she was a fleshlight, sock, or sex doll and came quickly after her spurting the condom full of jizz and making pleasure wrack Izzy’s body again, forcing another orgasm. She panted on her sweat stain on the couch as Miguel drew his cock out of her body. She slumped down, juices leaking from her most private place as Miguel stood up and lit a crude smelling cigar and poured some more liquor for himself.
“My, Isabella, I must catch you on a free evening again. The other girls are complete sluts but there’s something alive about you. You may have the smallest assets here but you make my cock throb more than any other genitals...” Miguel explained like he was complimenting her with poetry. Izzy knew the truth though. Miguel told every stripper in the club that. She was no exception. The difference was she didn’t brag about her sexual conquests in the dressing room like they were all keeping score in some slutty game. She just enjoyed a good bang every so often and to her Miguel was just another cock.
“This should cover your evening,” Miguel stated before dumping a wad of bills on the table while Izzy pulled herself upwards and sweatily began to tug her discarded underwear on while Miguel just watched her in the nude. She pulled her top and skirt on and slipped the heels back on before turning around and seeing Miguel clutching another hundred with his cock erect. She shrugged and bent down locking her lips around his member and beginning to suck and blow on it. He leaned back while she ran her tongue up and down, her lips back and forth, and deep throated it several times. Her tongue lathered it with hot and damp saliva and the scent of shampoo used on pubic hair as much as scalp hair filled her nostrils mixing with the scent of cigars and booze. Miguel was pretty happy with the entire ordeal. It lasted ten minutes, maybe longer, before his cock throbbed and he shot a load of cum into her mouth. She swallowed it and cleaned his cock off before taking her cash, stuffing it in her bra, and walking out the door with an exaggerated sway of her hips. Miguel watched her go before downing his bourbon and smiling. The door shut again and Izzy walked back down the hall happy she had at least done something that evening.