Club Hyde: Ensnared By Chance

Debra had only entered the infamous Club Hyde to use the phone. Her minivan broke down outside and she cursed her luck when she realised her phone battery had run dead too. She wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this otherwise.

When she explained her situation to the bouncers they called one of the coat check staff to show her the way. As Debra was lead into the back offices of the club she thought to herself how much she hated places like this, it wasn’t just that the pounding music was way too loud but it was the clubs clientele, it didn’t seem like any of them had a shred of decency. She could see women wearing next to nothing, men groping anything they could see, Debra even thought she could hear the sounds of sex as they passed the bathrooms.  

Lost in her thoughts about this detestable place Debra was caught off guard when they finally reached the office, if you could really call it that. There was a desk and a filing cabinet, but otherwise it looked like a strippers dressing room, with racks of what could barely be called clothing, trashy heels and a vanity stocked with all the make up anyone would ever need.

Debra made a beeline for the phone sat on the desk, but as she picked it up she was hit by a pink mist coming from the receiver, it smelled sweet but thick and sickly. Almost instantly she dropped the phone as she choked on the mist that engulfed her, dropping to the floor as her body began to shift and change. Finally she felt a pleasant tingle pass through her, and she let out a moan.

As she got to her feet Debra caught a glimpse of herself in the vanity, Debra was shocked, the face that looked back at her was at least 10 years younger, her hair had grown out of it’s short sensible cut, massive tits had ripped open her blouse and stood firm on her chest and her legs seemed far too long for her sensible pants. She stood transfixed, lustily admiring herself in the vanity, a smile crept across her face as she eyed the racks of clothes that looked so much more appealing. 

As Debra left the office, the 40 something soccer mom that she had been was gone, replaced by a twenty something slut with one thing on her mind. All thoughts of her husband and family swept aside, she needed to snare herself a man to give her the fucking of a lifetime, just as the club itself had snared another eager victim.