Procession of the damned

You'd think I'd know better by now, right? What Suzie had neglected to mention was that each change would happen on me so I could "try it out". So of course, within seconds I had ass-length platinum blonde hair and breasts...well she had issues. And then there was the fondling...and then my counter-fondling...and well it's a good thing we were in a private booth. Then came a number of jokes. Green skin, slightly webbed fingers, giant anime eyes...Suzie was going all out to make the absurd. "Are you quite done?" Suzie giggled and made a few more changes. "There." Ah, finally, something that wasn't a joke. "I added about a foot of hair and smoothed it out for you; it should keep this silkiness naturally. No one wants to play a game doing their hair all the time, right?" Actually, I had some ideas of how to have fun doing my hair, but the freedom of not *having* to do it was nice. "And I removed those piercings, leaving you with one earring per ear. You've got some real beauty girl, no need to clutter it up." I nodded my agreement and made a slight adjustment to the controls before I hit accept. Suzie glanced at what I had changed. "A tattoo?" I grinned back. I figured if I had to be a stripper, I might as well taunt her with it. "Maybe someday I'll show it to you," I giggled.