History in the Making

Tina didn’t mind her job as a waitress in the high end club, Lucifer’s, in fact she loved all her co-workers. She just wasn’t overly fond of the clientele. Not that they were overtly cruel to her, they were all just disgustingly rich and self centred. They weren’t mean to her because they didn’t even notice her. They didn’t register her as someone to care about.

Everyone that was except Mr. Kane. He was by far the richest patron of the club and also it’s most frequent visitor. Of course it helped that he owned a stake in the business. He would never be seen with the same woman twice, each more beautiful than the last. However he seemed to have taken an interest in Tina. He would berate and belittle and the rest of the staff but not Tina. He would ask for her to serve him whenever he was in. Tina was surprised that he would care about any the wait staff let alone her but she was glad for the tips even if she thought he was self obsessed playboy.

One night though as she started her shift and heard he was in, she was surprised to find him without a lady on his arm. Putting on her best smile she walked into his private booth to take his drink order.

“Good evening Mr. Kane. May I get you some drinks?” Tina asked trying to ask as politely as possible if he was alone or not.

“Tina, good to see you. Yes I’ll take a bottle of champagne and two glasses. My lady friend is just running a little late.” He replied. Tina found it odd that anyone would be late for the ‘great’ Mr. Kane. Apart from his vast wealth he was also undeniably handsome. Tina nodded and left to fetch the order. Arriving back minutes later she place the glasses down and but the champagne bottle in an ice bucket.

“Celebration in order sir?” Tina asked to make polite conversation.

“There certainly will be. I will be asking my lady for her hand in marriage.” He said producing a ring from his coat pocket. One that nearly blinded Tina with how sparkling it was. She didn’t think a ring could have so many diamonds.

“That’s wonderful sir, I’m sure she’ll say yes.” Tina said turning to leave.

“Actually Tina could you help me with one thing? You see I wasn’t able to measure my lady friend’s ring finger precisely and have a little worry that the ring might not fit. You see it’s an old family heirloom and it has to hit. Your fingers however are about her size so I was wondering if you could try it on for a second?” He said with a hint of something in his voice Tina couldn’t quite decipher.

“Oh I’m not sure that would be-“ Tina began before he cut her off.

“Please you would be doing me a great service and I will reward you for you help.” He said with a kind of hiss in his voice. Tina could certainly use the extra money. Plus when would she get a chance to wear a ring that was worth more than her annual salary.

“Ok Mr. Kane, sure let’s do it.” She said slightly resigned but game.

“Here you go my dear and please call me Dorian.” He said handing her the ring. Immediately she felt the weight and the coldness of the jewelry. It intimated her slightly but her most overriding feeling at that moment was a sudden need and desire to wear the ring.

With a newfound eagerness she slipped the ring onto her finger and found it to fit perfectly, almost like it was designed for her. She stroked it, loving how it looked.

“It fits like a dream Dorian, I… I… I’m sorry I suddenly feel a little light headed.” Tina said as she felt her mind go a little foggy.

“Don’t worry my dear, head to my private bathroom to compose yourself. I’ll be here waiting.” He said and Tina left in a haze, never seeing the Cheshire Cat like grin he had on his face.

Tina made it into the private bathroom and locked the door behind her. By now her head was swimming and she splashed water in her face to help. Lifting her head as she dried off she could of sworn she saw her reflection change for a moment. However she didn’t dwell long on it as she began to get captivated by the engagement ring still on her finger again. Her eyes filled with the sparkling of the diamonds and her mind wondered to what it would be like if it was her ring. If she was the woman who would be Mrs. Kane.

She imagined her catching his eye the first shift she ever worked. How every waitress wanted to wait on him but he only wanted her. Who could blame him? She was the hottest woman who worked there. She smirked at the fantasy not noticing how unlike her the thoughts were or how the ring began to glow. A creeping feeling of superiority filled her head.

Not only that but her body began to reshape and improve without her ever taking her eyes off the ring. Her body was now more curvaceous, her skin clear and tanned. Her waitress outfit grew tighter to show off her body more and guarantee her better tips.

“No wonder the other girls hate me here, jealous sluts.” She said with an uncharacteristic venom in her voice unaware that moments earlier she was friends with all her co-workers and well liked. However her mind started to drift again to the real reason why she was so hated by them. Because she was their boss.

After digging her claws into Dorian she quickly convinced him to make her the hostess of the club. After all he was majority owner and she knew exactly where improvements in the staff could be done. She quickly doubled their profits and had the club at capacity every night without fail. Mostly due to her idea of having the waitresses dress in lingerie now instead of their uniform. Tina meanwhile dressed in a tight corset and pants combo nightly, to signify her dominance over them instead of the skimpy outfits they had to wear.

A cruel smile crossed her full lips as these new memories overwrote her own. Fantasy began reality as her actual chipped and dirty nails repaired themselves and grew long and painted. She smirked knowing how much Dorian loved to see her sexy nails wrapped around his cock. Her waitress uniform grew even tighter before popping into the outfit from her imagination.

“Maybe tonight I’ll fire one of those useless morons to send a message to the rest of the staff. I love the looks on their faces when I tell them I won’t be paying them either, it’s so delicious. Dorian loves to see me be the mean bitch.” She mused as she touched the ring lovingly. However a new thought invaded her mind. Being a hostess didn’t give her firing power. Sure she would have a lot of sway but she couldn’t let anyone go on a whim.

That’s when she remembered Dorian was so impressed with her work (and in the bedroom) that she got promoted to manager. A role than made the rest of staff incredibly annoyed as she was getting elevated for their hard work. This however only made her even more delighted at her status change. She remembered fucking Dorian good that night after she made her first managerial action be to fire the staff who opposed her the most.

“God what a fucking good day that was and even better night. Dorian never railed me so hard and I never came so much. He grabbed my big fake tits so good that his cock didn’t have to do anything, though I didn’t complain.” She purred feeling her pussy get slick at the mere thought of one of her best nights ever. So focussed on her approaching orgasm she didn’t take in her outfit and body change for a final time.

Her fashionable but skin covering black outfit morphed into a tight chocolate coloured leather mini dress that worked overtime to contain her now heaving breasts. The tits, a gift from Dorian of course, hung perfectly without the need of a bra. Tina pestered Dorian for weeks to have them done but as soon as they were a art of her, he couldn’t keep his eyes or hands off of her, exactly as she wanted. In fact they were the only thing that managed to rip her gaze from the ring at that moment.

“They really were worth every penny. Not my money of course. Although seeing as I’m soon to be Valentina Kane it will be mine. Along with the most perfect husband a bitch like me could ever want. Speaking of which, I can’t keep hubby waiting.” She said checking her makeup one last time in her reflection.

Strolling out onto the dance floor she could see she was envy of every woman there. Not only because she was obviously the most gorgeous one there but also because she was Dorian’s woman. Finally reaching her fiancés booth she saw his expression go wide and his lust for her was simply palpable.

“I love after all this time you still get such a stiffy for me baby.” She said giving his crotch a little squeeze as she moved past him to sit down and take up her drink.

“You’re just more breathtaking than I could of imagined.” He said drinking her in with his eyes. Valentina however smirked at him.

“I was only touching up my makeup dear, I wasn’t on an expedition to the North Pole. I know we are celebrating but maybe you should ease off on the champagne.” She said teasing him but enjoying the way he was looking at her all the same.

“Perhaps you’re right, how about we take this party somewhere more private.” He said with a devilish twinkle in his eye. She loved that look. However she had other plans as she placed her drink down and moved over to him and undid his belt.

“I have a better idea. You and I are going to be the king and queen of this place soon, so how about we give the peasants a show.” She said tugging his pants down just enough for his big cock to burst out.

That night became something of legend for the club.