"...to the manager's office!"
The three of them went down the dingy hallway to a door that had "Manager" stenciled on it. Jenny threw the door open.
A man's voice yelled, "What the fuck are --" His tone changed when he saw who it was. "Oh, what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from my two loveliest ladies? And your lovely daughter -- are you ready to come work here?" He smiled a gap-toothed smile at Cassie, who recoiled a bit.
"Shit, Max, so you do recognize me like this," Tatyana said, amazed.
"Of course I recognize you," Mike said. "Hell, everybody recognizes you! You're on the half of our billboards that Jenny's not on."
"That's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about," said Jenny. "What if we had TV and radio commercials? What if the place was more fancy? What if there were more than one location?"
"First of all, TV and radio stations aren't gonna take ads for a place like this," Max said. "And we don't really have the money -- much less to upgrade the place or build more."
"Well, you know what?" Jenny asked. "I wish you were a woman who thought big!"
The sparkles from the ring shot into Max, who jumped up from his chair in fear and confusion. "What the fuck --" His voice jumped at least an octave as he said those three words, his body altering shape, his thinning hair shooting outward, his clothes shrinking and reforming. Within seconds, standing there was a middle-aged woman, nowhere near as attractive as Jenny and Tatyana, but it was clear she thought big. Big fake tits, big fake ass, big fake lips, big blonde hair with dark roots, big hoop earrings, big long fingernails, big thick eyelashes, big tall high heels, all of it being barely held in by the only thing that was small, a pink minidress.
The nameplate on the desk had changed to "Maxine." Looking down at her artificially-tanned body, all she could say was, "How -- how did you --"
"I got this ring that grants all my wishes!" Jenny exclaimed, pointing to it on her finger. "And it makes it so things have always been that way -- everyone else in the world but us thinks you've always been a girl!"
"Fuuuuuck," Maxine intoned, feeling her crotch through the dress. "All I can think about is getting a big cock inside me."
"No, you're supposed to be thinking about what you wanna do to improve this club," Jenny insisted.
Cassie started to say, "Jenny, maybe you should --"
Jenny interrupted. "I know! I wish your next wish would be granted!" As more sparks shot into Maxine, Jenny ordered, "Just say what you want to have happen! You're supposed to think big!"
Maxine shuddered. "Okay, I wish..."