I was out of money, but i did in fact want to go out for a few drinks. The bartender, Ian. was a good friend of mine, so, I asked him what did I have to do to get free drinks. To which he responded “only hot women get free drinks”. “Bummer” I responded. “No no… don’t be sad, go talk to my manager, I am sure he can help” Ian said.
He took me to the bar manager’s office. “Wait here” he said. After a few minutes a beautiful young woman entered. She was dressed in a cheap dress. “Oh hello, sorry, I was waiting for the manager” I said. She smiled, “that would be me sweetheart” she said.
She took me to the back office where she had a small fridge, she pulled a small vial with some pink liquid. “Ian tells me you want some free drinks” she said. “Who doesn’t? Do I get done credit? I promise I will pay as soon as my next paycheck arrived” I explained.
“Oh no sweetie, that’s not how it works. You drink this free drinks, and I promise you, you will get free drinks all weekend” she explained. She handed me the vial, and I didn’t even hesitate, I drank it whole.
“So, how does this work? I get a coupon? I… sorry, I feel dizzy” I said as I tried to maintain my balance. “No, you just keep our clients happy, and they will huy you drinks” she said, her voice sounded weird. I passed out.
I dreamt I was naked inside an old house. But I wasn’t myself, I was a voluptuous woman, one that her libido was so high, she couldn’t stop touching herself.
I felt sexy and alive. And in a way, I was wishing I could always be a woman. Still in my dream, a man came by, and kissed me, I kissed him back. I was all naked and I could feel his equipment pressing against my body. I wanted him inside of me. “Fuck me” I said. And he did as I said. There I was having sex against the wall, moaning like a whore. Enjoying every second of it. As we climaxed I woke up.I was still in the same shady office, but the woman that had given me the vial was gone. Instead a somewhat overweight man was standing in front of me. “Where di the manager go?” I asked him not yet noticing anything wrong. “I am the manager sweetheart” he said with a tough voice. “But the girl…” I asked. “The girl you talked to before is gone, but now you are here, you are the sexy woman at the bar” he said.
She then helped me apply makeup and do my hair. I enjoyed the whole thing. I was eager to go back outside and take advantage of my assets. She did all this while naked. She got dressed, and told me “tonight I will be a fancy escort” and laughed.
At the end of the night, I went back home with Ian. On our way back, I couldn’t stop touching him. My hand over his crotch. I couldn’t wait to get home.
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