As Janette cleared a few more steps towards the bouncer she felt like she could really smell what it was the bouncer wanted. Each tiny step she realized she was growing taller, until the bouncer was eye height with her boobs. (If the bouncer was a good six foot something, Janette slowly realized she must now be clearing seven or eight feet.)
"Ma'am, please step back or I'll-"
His voice was softer, and he wasn't projecting it as much for the whole line to hear. Janette could smell fear, and it felt like control. A very predatory smile crossed her face as she realized how much her arms had bulked up like a body builder. Her tiger print dress split in two, with her top shrinking into a crop top to better highlight some tight extremely well defined six pack abs. (Where Janette had lost most of the chill against her legs, she could feel a new chill against her abdomen, but the new chill couldn't compete against the fire of lust she was feeling in general, or the growing feeling that soon she would be past this bouncer and inside.)
"Or you'll what, tiny man?" Janette said in a cool, sultry whisper, while subtly flexing her arms in his periphery, knowing his eyes were locked on to her chest. She breathed in deeply relishing all of his scent and the surprising number of things it was saying to her growing predator/prey "senses".
He didn't have time to answer before a growing, bulging sensation in Janette's zebra striped tights gave her a final clue to unlock this bouncer. "Oh", she murmured in almost an orgasmic moan, "I see. No wonder you are such a good bouncer for this line," Janette glances back toward all the skanks still in line behind her that weren't her own friends, before leaning down to whisper to the bouncer, "Is it you that wants some feast of salty, hot, musky jizz? Maybe you want some big tittied slut to blast her cum down your throat?"
Janette reached down to adjust her growing erection straining against her zebra striped tights. Her tiger print leopard skirt doing almost nothing to hide the erection. The bouncer's eyes had followed the maneuver. Janette firmly and enjoyable cupped her balls to emphasize the point (and noticed how soaked they felt from her pussy's lust juices, how easy it would be while making this gesture to rub a finger over her eager ladyhood).
The bouncer glanced up and gulped, then made a big show of listening to his earpiece before finally responding, "I'm sorry Miss, I had forgot you and your friends were on the VIP list. Go right in."
Mon Jul 05 18:49:02 2021