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A trip to Club Snake

You walk out your front door, still wearing the black rubber party dress. The feel of your silk stockings excites you, but you don't have the time right now to explore your femininity. Your new mistress has commanded you to lure unsuspecting men for her to use as part of her plan. What her plan is, you have no clue. You do, however, have a feeling that nothing good will come of it.

You are surprised to find that walking around in heels and in the tight dress isn't as difficult as you expected. Whatever enchantment turned you into a female apparently is making sure that you walk around like a normal woman and not like a man in women's shoes.

You get into your car and drive downtown to where all the bars and clubs are. "Shouldn't be too hard to find a man there who'll come with me," you think to yourself.

You park your car and start walking toward a club called The Full Moon. You've been to this club before as a male and are more comfortable with it than some of the other places nearby. You don't expect to run into trouble there.

Just then, your body jerks to the right and starts walking away from The Full Moon. The feminine voice in your head returns and says, "You will not go to The Full Moon tonight. You will go to Club Snake instead."

"Club Snake?" you protest as you feel your body start to walk a little faster. "I don't think that's a good idea. I could get hurt in there." You try to stop yourself, but to no avail.

"Let me worry about that," the voice tells you. "You just do your job . . . ."

". . . or I'll be a big fat guy's sex toy ALLLLLLL NIIIIIIIGHT," you hear yourself say in that sexy, breathy tone you heard back in your bedroom.

You hear the click-clack of your heels on the pavement as you walk toward Club Snake. Some male passersby turn to check out your ass as they pass you.


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