While Paul was staring at the beutiful womans moves and turns, she shed her clothes one by one slowly, never disturbing her dance all the way.
Her fluid motions wiped away all of Pauls thoughts and started to fade away all reality around him. Soon he was stuck in a hallucigenic world of erotic dancing which contained just him and the female dancer.
While he observed her dance and lusted for her erotic body, strange thoughts invaded his mind. He thought about her as a dog and how it would feel to climb upon her back, trusting his own slick doggy cock into her heat-dripping hole.
The female dancers moves started to gain speed, her turns became more and more lusty and she started to whimper and whine slighly. She reminded Paul more and more of a dog and he strangely started to get aroused.
With the world blackened out and only the dancer in front of his eyes, Paul started to drool slightly and a slight whimper escaped his half-opened mouth.
While she never stopped to turn and move, the eyes of the woman remained on Paul and seemed to look right into his mind. It was like she was able to free his inner spirit and to release it into reality, melting it with Paul's body and soul.
If she'd only stop to dance and moan!
Paul's arousal reached a hight where he was unable to sit still and he opened the fly of his trousers in a hurry, freeing his cock.
He was shocked to hell as he witnessed that his human penis had transformed itself into a slick red dog cock that proudly had grown out of it's dark furred sheath.
"C'mon, try it... it's just you... you want it, I know it...," the female dancer whispered, whimpering and moving doggy like all the time.
Totally without control Paul grasped his slick cock and started to stroke it wildly. The feeling was incredible and soon he was panting and whimpering like a dog.
Then everything changed again and he was sitting inside the strip club again. People surrounded him and they all...