“Oooh, there are just too many good options! I’m not sure what to choose.” Cecelia said, glancing around the mall. Rick stifled a sigh. He loved his girlfriend, but decisiveness was not her strong suit. “Why don’t you just take a picture of the whole place?” He suggested with a shrug. Cecelia’s eyes lit up at the thought. “Great idea! Thanks, Ricky!” She said with a grin. She took aim with the camera, tapping a button to cause the camera to pan out and take in as much of the mall as possible. “Three, two, one….”
FLASH
Within seconds, the power of the camera lanced out, rapidly transforming everything around. The mall shifted, the walls of stores breaking down as the rooms themselves melted together into a massive central room. Tables and benches became booths, while poles rapidly descended from the ceiling, raised platforms emerging from the floor to meet them. The lights dimmed, flashing as they became neon strobes, winking as the mall patrons likewise began to change.
A long cascade of red hair flowed down past Rick’s shoulders as a pair of large breasts materialized on his chest. His face softened and became feminine, carefully applied makeup materializing on it as his hips widened with a series of pops and his body hair melted away. His clothing likewise essentially evaporated, morphing into sexy black lingerie which clung to his new curves. His manhood morphed into a vagina as his continued changing, his hips widening as he became entirely female.
Roxanne smiled out as the crowd as she strutted up to one of the platforms and began to work her way around the pole. Hearing the wolf whistles and cheers from the crowd made her just feel so good! She just loved being the center of attention, and having so many handsome guys staring at her, wanting her…..mmmn. Glancing over at the platform next to hers, Roxanne spotted her BFF, Crystal, likewise swaying her way around the pole. There was a camera or something sitting on the edge of her platform, but Roxanne ignored it for now.
The night went on, and Roxanne found she was immensely enjoying herself. The cool steel of the pole; the sensation of flying as she left up and swirled her way around it; a guy slipping a fifty into her bra; the sensations were overwhelming. Strangely, it almost felt like this was the first time she’d done any of it, despite her memories saying otherwise. She couldn’t shake an odd little itch in the back of her head which was saying otherwise.
Finally, it was time for her break, and Roxanne walked down off the platform, heading for the break room. She opened the door and immediately plopped down in the first chair she saw, tired. She could definitely use a breather, she thought.