Coat check

Lisa didn’t mind her job as a coat check girl for the upscale nightclub ‘Sin’ but it was far from her passion. She was introverted and a nightclub was the worse place for someone like her but the tips were good and she got to relax most of the time. The worst part was at the end of the night when the drunk patrons would rock up to her small room and get mad at her for not being faster. It was always the hot bitchy model types that would get mad at her because they wanted to get back to the apartment of whichever rich handsome guy they had bagged that night and fuck.

They were occasional perks like if someone left an item of clothing in coat check for over a week the owner of the club Max would let her take it. Max had always been sweet to her. He was handsome, smart and way out of her league.

One particular night when it seemed like everyone was gone there was one coat left. The protocol was to keep it for a week before even touching it but something about the coat was drawing Lisa in. She didn’t recognize it as something anyone had checked in. It was a deep black fur coat and as she picked it up to see if it had a stub number attached she suddenly had the overwhelming urge to try it on.

She slipped her arms in and instantly loved how soft it felt against her arms. She looked in the mirror and was shocked at how good it looked on her.

“Wow this is soooo cute, I usually hate fur but I look great in this. Sexy even.” She said posing in the jacket and spinning around to see it all from every angle. She wished she could keep the jacket but she knew she had to wait.

“You deserve the jacket. You could land any of the rich studs that come in here with a jacket like this. No one will know.” A voice in the back of her head seemed to say and she felt herself agreeing. A strange sense of ownership for the jacket was rising in her and she didn’t want anyone else to have it.

“Mmmmm it didn’t even have a number attached to it so it’s basically lost already. I would be doing the jacket a favour by taking it. A jacket this nice needs to be shown off.” She said letting the hint of a wicked smile cross her lips all the while not noticing her clothes had begun to change. The all black pants and shirt had morphed into a skin tight leather minidress that would not of looked out of place on the hot girls that frequented the club.

“After all a hot body like mine shows the jacket off puuuurectly.” She said dripping with vainity which was most unlike her. The changes happening to her now extended to her physical appearance. Her usually fuzzy legs were now toned and smooth. Her previously sized B cups were now pushing double D status. Her face now had a clear and perfect complexion complimented by a layer of dark sexy makeup.

“A perfect 10 like me should get anything she wants, no girl in here is a match for me. Mmmm this jacket makes me feel like a total bitch, I love it.” She said with a look of contempt and coldness in her eyes. She no longer felt shy and introverted, she wanted to be seen at all times. She wanted men to lust after her and women to envy her.

She reached into the pockets of the jacket and found an expensive looking diamond ring. As she held the ring strong dark emotions started to invade her psyche. She felt spoilt, bitchy and horny all the same time. She loved it and couldn’t help but slip the ring on which only increased the emotions tenfold.

“Mmmmmuch better. God I feel so fucking good, and why wouldn’t I? I’m so fucking gorgeous.” She said to no one in particular but a voice behind her replied all the same.

“You sure do babe.” A manly voice said and she turned around to see it come from a strong muscular guy with a lustful glint in his eyes. Lisa looked at him and for a split second recognized him as the owner of the club, Max, but then as if a switch was turned on in her head it changed. It was Max her rich club owning fiancé. The man who gave her the huge rock on her finger. The man who showered her with gifts and pounded her pussy nightly. God she loved his dick.

“Hey there stud. Sorry I was gone so long but the coat check girl disappeared and I had to get my own coat! Can you believe that? I want you to fire whoever it was that should of been here and made me get my own jacket!” She said as memories of her old previous life disappeared like a dream. She left the coat check room and cosy upped to Max looking like the perfect trophy on his arm.

“Don’t worry babe the coat check girl is long gone.” He said with a knowing smile. Lisa couldn’t wait to get home and ride his cock all night.