Private Dance (OpenTGC Re-Post)

Liam shook his ass as twenty dollar bills rained down upon him. It was not his proudest moment by any means, but he felt this was the only way to catch up with his debts. The only reason he was able to dance at his local stripclub was because he stole his Sister's enchanted collar. With it, he could change his body and mind at will, allowing him to create 'Layla'. She was growing in popularity quickly thanks to the collar's power gifting him with dance skills and a body that all the other dancers were jealous of. But with that popularity came his downfall.

"Layla, you have a client asking for a private dance." One of the girls smiled, taking over for 'Layla' on the podium. "Looks like a big spender!"

The client in question was someone Liam knew, though thankfully there was no way of this guy identifying him. But Liam was still a little nervous to be dancing for someone he knew, even if it was just one of his Sister's ex-boyfriends. Their breakup was quite recent, so it was no surprise that Jake had come to a stripclub for some relief, though perhaps him choosing 'Layla' was not much of a coincidence...

"Come on, Layla, I wanna feel that ass grind against me!" Jake laughed, throwing more money at Liam. "How much for an extra service?"

Liam paused briefly, taken aback by the request. "I don't know about the other girls, but I have a 'no extras' rule." He smiled back at Liam.

"Every woman has her price." Jake nodded. "But maybe you don't have a price because you're willing to do the extras for free, right honeypot?"

Wavelengths (OpenTGC Re-Post)

Daniel picked up the headphones from the table and brought them to his ear. It was true that they were emitting a high pitched sound despite being disconnected from both bluetooth and the power supply, just as the two women had said. But while that was unusual, it didn't convince him of the other half of their story. Apparently the two women sitting at his desk were formerly Ben Mills and Richard Prince. They claimed that upon hearing the high-pitched sound from the headphones they both spontaneously transformed into hot women. There were two things that didn't make much sense with that theory; one, Daniel was unaffected by the sound and two, the women were acting far too feminine for him to believe they were men a mere two hours ago.

"I'm sorry, but I don't believe a word of this story, ladies..." He sighed, placing the headphones back on the table. "Now unless you have a more serious reason for being here, I suggest you take this little joke of yours to someone else."

"I knew he wouldn't believe us!" The woman who claimed to be Ben huffed.

The other woman placed a hand on 'Ben's' leg and smiled. "Please, Daniel, you have to at least run some sort of diagnostic test on that sound."

Richard hated having to act so feminine, but the proximity to the headphones seemed to enhance his changes. Looking towards his friend, he was concerned with how much they could both develop both physically and mentally into their new gender. Ben had been listening to some podcast when the high-pitched whine first started. Almost an hour later, Richard found a hot older woman wearing Ben's clothes passed out on Ben's bed. Richard probably wouldn't have believed the story either, if he hadn't experience the changes himself once he removed the headphones and heard the sound as well.

"Oh?" Daniel smirked. "And why should I do that for you?"