Vanilla's pleather dress squeaked and creaked as her rack and booty wobbled around with each step. The pale blonde closed her bright blue eyes and began thinking of the sexiest chicks she knew. When she wasn't being Gloria's willing plaything, she was oogling the babes in blue; cop theme strippers who showed up at the club by her hotel. How fitting was it that the bound guy she chose was a retired cop who made the mistake of making a sexist remark about the amazon who happened to show up at his bar.
Vanilla closed her eyes with visible disgust as she pressed her lips against his wrinkled, spotty forehead. After a few minutes... it didn't feel so bad.
Joe's skin was losing hair and regaining it's youthful smoothness. His wrinkles faded away with his old rigidness as he went from fifty to thirty-five, the same age as Vanilla. Then, waves of thick blonde hair cascaded down his scalp as his dick sucked into his body and lips of labia covered the hole. His stomach gurgled as it went completely flat. He moaned in arousal and shock as two huge mounds shout out of his chest and his ass blew the back of his khakis out. Then he...no, she... closed her eyes as the fabric of her outfit shifted.
Vanilla opened her eyes and jumped back. Where there once was an old fart, there sat a woman with the same blue eyes, blonde hair, DD tits and huge ass as her. She removed the mouth binding as Jojo instructed.
"Hey, Officer Joanna here baby." the women said in a breathy voice that made Vanilla wetter than a soggy napkin at that club. "You'd better untie me or I'll have to do a cavity search."
"I don't know, maybe I'll like it." Vanilla blushed with a giggle.
She kissed those thick, red plastered lips as Coco untied her. Vanilla found herself pinned against the chair as Joanna fingered her pussy.
"Ah'm impressed, Ah gotta say." Gloria said.
"This is gonna change everything." Jojo said.
"Looks like it's time to think sexy thoughts, am I right girls?" Tabbi asked.
Everyone nodded.