As Wes entered the penthouse suite Sarah his girl of the evening was sitting and waiting her chance.
"Well how was the horse barn there Mister Bigshot?" Said Sarah as she held the customer journal she'd found.
"Give me that you silly fool!" replied a suddenly angry Wesley.
"Oh no, I see there has been near a thousand people you've helped. Some are cured, some are helped, while a few are working at stables. Why stables I wondered? Then the business tonight with Pride the draft horse! What's the matter is he one you forgot to list in the book?" chided Sarah.
"Pride is or was different, he's a good friend!" said Wes as he hung his head. Pride was my best friend Jon. He tried to use a violent ointment for his own gains. As chance and fate would have him he was changed from a man to a horse colt. Jon matured to a stallion in only eleven months and was put out for stud. I visited him tonight because his wherebouts were a mystery. Now I've seen him he is satisfied living the life of the horse. I offered my a way to be a man again and he turned me down!" said Wes with regret on his mind and guilt in his speech.
Sarah saw her big chance for power and fame in this moment of weakness in Wesley. "I want in!" Sarah boasted at Wes.
"In you don't want in as much as you want to control! You are a nasty and stupid girl! I won't let you screw up this business for stupid lust." replied Wes, now getting angry and steamed by her trapping him.
The two glared at the other for a full minute in absolute silence.
Wes then lowered his head and began to nod. "Yea OK I'll let you in but to be safe from infection from one of the many remedies it is nessary to use some of the product first."
"What!" yelled Sarah.
"Oh yea I know you think it's a trick but the truth is that some of the ointments can inflict change just from their odors. One must be acclimated to the toxins or face the change or cure with the customer." said Wes with a sollum face.
Sarah smiled and stepped close planted a kiss to seal the bargin and partnership. "Go rest for tonight and we will start in the morning about seven." said Wes.
Wes understood Sarah's thoughts and ways quite well. Her personal pleasures and indulgence of self hygene meant that a shower was soon due to happen. Wes went into his storeage closet and looking about the many labels found just what would stop the infection.
As the shower steam covered his entry Wes placed the green glass jar open to the warm steamy air. A new label about anti-infection body cream placed over the original label assured a new Sarah by 7 a.m.
The hot and relaxing shower now done Sarah emerged the steam in her perfect and glorious body. Naked to the room she was rubbing her long hair dry when she spotted the open jar.
Picking up the jar she sniffed the essence which tickled her nose. A bright and flowered scent the jar had a very welcoming feeling. Soon a hardy glob of ointment was scooped out and she began to apply it all over. Sarah was a little afraid for herself and wanted no problems from infections. "Dealing with the ill I want to be in good health and have nothing to spoil my body." She thought to herself.
The cream seemed to blend into her skin as a fresh scent filled the air. The scent made Sarah feel relaxed and willing to lay down and maybe get some sleep.
Sleep came quick as she soon moaned from a sensual dream. It was about an hour later that Wesley snuck into her room. A bottle of potion in hand he had a plan for Sarah which would rid him of the profit oriented girl. Even as Sarah slept her mouth came open with each breath.
Wesley crept closer and as the mouth opened a trickle of potion was poured inside. Bit by ever bit the potion was drained from the bottle and trickled down Sarah's throat. The girggled sound of the potion working it's evil way down the throat, some working it's way into lungs but all working on his victim.
Wes tied a leather strap to each wrist of Sarah as she slept soundly. Another pair of straps attached to anckles and all clipped soundly to ropes tied to a support post in her room.
Sarah now was ready to accept her fate and at the same time could not inflict injury on Wes come morning. She moaned as her wet dreams got a little more damp. Sensual pleasures in her dream had Sarah moaning as if being fucked time after long time.
To Sarah she saw her male snuffing at her and licking the sensual parts as he were about to remount for another time around. Seeing herself on elbows and knees as the assult began she felt his member enter with rough force but the short pain was worth a big thrill.
"Sarah, Sarah it's seven o' clock and time to meet your first new day." said Wesley in a soft and carring voice.