CONTRACTED CHANGE-6

 CHAPTER SIX - DAY TWO

When Ralph awoke the next morning,  he reached down to scratch his

balls as he always did first-thing in the morning, and instead found

his new pussy... a wonderful reminder that last night was not a dream.

He immediately rolled over, pulled out the blue dildo and proceeded to

fuck himself for the next hour.  At times he wondered if his screams

of pleasure might cause the neighbors to call the cops, but he didn't

care.

After his third or fourth orgasm of the morning, Ralph noticed it was

nearly 10:45.  He begrudgingly stopped stimulating himself and took a

quick shower.  As the water rained down on his huge sensitive tits,

and he got his new pussy all soapy and wet, he made a mental note to

bring his new blue friend into tomorrow morning's shower.

Luckily for Ralph, Amber was apparently a bit compulsive.  On top of

the dresser were small stacks of clothing, which apparently were her

outfits for the week.  He took the one on the furthest left - a black

bra / panty set, a short blue denim skirt, and a bright pink scoopneck

top.  

It was nearly 11:15, and while he was now dressed, his hair was still

quite wet. Unaccustomed to long hair, Ralph had tried drying it with

his shower towel, but that wasn't too effective. His hair was quite a

mess, but since he knew most everyone would be spending so much time

looking at his tits, he didn't think it was too big a deal and headed

to the car so as to not be late.

During the short drive, Ralph wondered how much money he'd make today,

while absently rubbing his pussy with one hand and driving with

another.  He half hoped to get pulled over for speeding, just so he

could see the look on a cop's face.

When Ralph walked into Jiggles right at 11:30, his good mood was

quickly broken.  First of all, the place was empty.  He'd never been

here during lunch, and apparently most people did likewise.  He saw

maybe two or three young guys hanging around the stage, and that was

it.

He was pleased to see Becky was working the day shift as well.

"Not much of a crowd, huh?" Ralph asked.  Becky nodded in agreement,

but Ralph could see something was on her mind.

"Something bothering you, Becky?" Ralph tried not to have a smile on

his face as he asked, but he still hadn't gotten used to the lilting

voice coming from him.

"Well," Becky said. "It's just that... you left last night, and none

of us got our cut."

Ralph stared at her, but somewhere in her mind she knew that the

dancers were in the habit of sharing part of their tips with the wait

staff each shift.  And by walking out without doing that the night

before, she'd become a pretty unpopular person.

"Oh, I'm soooo sorry," Ralph stammered. "I... I... don't know where my

head was.  How much... I mean, how many were working with you, do you

know?"

Becky told him that there were six on the shift, and Ralph reached

into his purse and pulled out $120 and gave it to Becky.  He wasn't

sure how he knew $20 per person was the going rate, but he did.

Becky told him she'd get everyone paid.

Suddenly last night's $250 haul was cut in half, Ralph grimaced.

Still, he could make some more today.  But as he began to head to the

dressing room, he was grabbed roughly by Curt.  "Get in my office -

now" he said.

Ralph followed, or more accurately was dragged there, as Curt pushed

her down into a chair.  Being handled roughly like this made Ralph

uncomfortable, and reminded him of who and what he now was.

"First off," Curt bellowed "Where do you get off NOT getting here 15

minutes before your shift like everyone else.   I'm taking your first

$100 today as punishment, you get me?"

Before Ralph could say anything, Curt continued.  "I don't know what

the hell's gotten into you the last few weeks, but it stops now or

you're out on your ass.  No one is worth that."

Ralph hated when girls "play dumb" but in this case... he was.  "What

do you mean?" he asked. 

I hired you for the same reason I hire all the girls here, I liked the

way you suck my cock.  The last few weeks you've got a cold, you've

got a hair appointment, you're fucking some guy behind the dumpster, I

don't know what the fuck you're doing.  But I know you've been

avoiding me, and that ends now."

Curt stood up and dropped his pants, pointing to his cock. 

"You get over here and suck me now, or you're out.  Don't fucking

talk, just suck."

Ralph remembered what he'd promised.  He didn't want Amber to lose her

job.  Still, she hadn't obviously been doing this for a few weeks...

so she must have had a reason.  Curt moved closer, putting his dick

just a few inches from Ralph's face.

"Suck or go," he demanded.

"Then... I'm going," Ralph said, standing up.  As he did so, Curt

grabbed his arm, and twisted hard, causing Ralph to welp.

"You listen to me you cunt, if you go... you ain't coming back.  You

get me?"

Ralph nodded as Curt pushed him back in the chair and snatched the

purse he was clutching.  Curt rooted around and pulled out a pair of

$50 bills, stuffing them in his pocked.  He then found and envelope

with what looked like another few hundred dollars and took that too.

"This is the hundred you owe me," he laughed.  "And the rest is for my

pain and suffering. Now get the fuck out of here!"  

Ralph grabbed his purse and made for the door.  He felt himself

starting to cry a bit.  Was he scared?  He wasn't sure what was

brining the tears, but he wanted out as fast as he could.  As he was

moving through the club, he had to slow down a bit, as moving too

quickly caused his boobs to flail around, even in the bra, and it was

an uncomfortable feeling.

He breezed past Becky, who tried to speak with him, and out into the

parking lot.  When he got there, he saw Curt standing next to his car,

with a baseball bat in his hand and a smile on his face.  Ralph saw

the broken red pieces of plastic behind the trunk, and knew that Curt

had smashed out his break lights.

"Get the fuck off my property," he demanded, and Ralph did as he was

told.  He cried all the way home.  He knew that he had a few days to

try to make things right for Amber, and that the first step was

probably getting away from Curt.

NEW RALPH