Missa enters the private room of Honey Nightclub's hottest dancer, Josette Duval. Josette dances hesitantly for Missa, "I've never danced for a girl before, but you're really beautiful, can you tell I am a little nervous?" Missa reaches into her purse, "I have a little something for your nerves." Josette's eyes light up, she's used to the doorman giving his big spender's party pills, "Did Anton give you those?"
"Anton?" Missa catches on and she lies, "Oh yes.. he did, just for you." Josette swallows them down and Missa purrs, "dance for me." Josette sways her gorgeous hips from left to right as Missa watches her perfect body. Missa whispers, "gorgeous," and the sexy words of encouragement give Josette the fuel to dance harder for Missa. Josette begins to sweat, she flips her hair around, and she kneels before Missa. "It's hot in here," Josette gives Missa a front row seat of her pupils turning, signaling the change. "You're hot in here, baby.. keep dancing."
Josette's fangs grow, her ears grow long and pointy. The song changes into another rock tune, Josette takes off her top, showing off her perfect C cup breasts. Missa licks her lips, "more than a handful." Missa's moaning turns Josette on, and she assumes the throbbing in her pants is her pussy pulsating. She looks at Missa hungry for her, the throbbing intensifies, her clit grows, Josette moans, her jean shorts burst open. Missa leans forward, it's like watching a helpless mouse become prey for a pussycat. Josette grows more and more, she looks down in horror. Missa whispers, "stroke it," Josette complies hesitantly. Missa takes off her dress and begins to kiss her cock.. watch the story unfold..