Asset Stripper

Based on a suggestion by Fetishes & Fantasies using the incomparable Abella Danger as a model.

Asset Stripper

After years of struggling on the breadline, Donna was pleased when her husband Bill got promoted at work and extra money started to pour in - but she was confused about the irregularity of the amounts. Bill tried to explain he had also been working over-time, but as the monthly amount began to decrease, she got suspicious... then paranoid. Soon he was actually taking money out of the account and depositing it to some mysterious receiver... what the hell was going on?

Bill was staying out late and acting weird. He came home smelling of strange perfume and she found a slutty g-string in his bag one day. She began to believe he was having an affair - but decided to confront him by following him and catching him at it. 

Donna followed Bill after he left his work place and to her grim satisfaction - he headed towards the local strip-club... the Cat's Paw. So that's what was happening. His new position and the power and wealth it gave him had gone to his head and he had become addicted to strippers. He was probably throwing away all his bonus money on some slutty little strumpet and giving her money from their account to boot.

To her surprise, Bill let himself into the club through a rear firedoor. She managed to catch the door before it closed and found herself back-stage.  Scantily clad women walked around - sharing a communal dressing room, but at the end of the hallway was a door with a star on it and the name 'Abella.'

The door was just closing as she entered the hall - and Donna was convinced she had just seen a flash of Bill entering the room. So... he was also fucking the star stripper was he? What an asshole.

Full of anger she strode down the corridor and entered the dressing room intending to confront her husband and his Mistress. Instead her hands flew to her mouth as she beheld what was actually going on. 

Bill was convulsing and moaning in a makeup chair by the mirror. A pink vial lay on the floor... its contents clearly drunk by the groaning, morphing man.

His flesh was rippling and his bones were cracking and crunching. It sounded painful - but Bill appeared to be in ecstasy.  The liver spots and signs of age on his forty-five year old body were fading as his skin became tanned and flawless.  He was shrinking in height and mass, yet his flabby body was toning up - except for his chest which seemed flabbier than ever.

Then she realised it wasn't flab... it was a pair of breasts. Bill had breasts... perfect rounded teenage tits.  Her mouth got wider as his balding head exploded with silky growth and sexy brown hair ran down around his ears.  His hips pushed out with a crack and the figure in the chair grinned and ripped off the loose fitting male clothing to reveal the tight toned body of an eighteen year old stripper.

Bill's careworn face became fresh and somehow devilish - with a full pink pout, big sexy eyes and a cute nose. His skinny ass inflated, two soft rounded mounds even more impressive than his sexy tits now cushioning his behind. 

The figure wriggled out of her underpants to sit totally naked, and Donna goggled as she watched her husbands dick retract fully between this strange girls legs - till only a tight trimmed pussy was left.

Naughty brown eyes flickered open and the girl stifled a giggle as she saw Donna.

"Hi Donna. Guess you finally figured out what Bill was up to. Nice to meet you - I'm Abella."

"B... B.... Bill?" stuttered Donna in shock.

"Buh, buh, Bill is gone you dumb bitch," mocked Abella as she sat up and strutting over to a rack began to get changed.  She slid the stripper outfit on as if she had done this a hundred times before... sliding up the black panties and pink plaid mini skirt with accustomed ease.

"I'm on in five minutes so I'll make this quick. Your pathetic husband felt bad that you had no money so he cooked up a scheme to become a stripper by using the Elixir.  Too bad his plan backfired - because now he's totally addicted to being me and I've been redirecting all the funds to my bank account. Soon I'll have enough money to take over his life permanently and replace him forever."

Donna shook in shock as Abella slid slutty black boots up her perfect legs and zipped them up with a grin.

"Ironic really. He just wanted to make you happy and instead he created me. If he wasn't so addicted to being a fucking bitch, maybe he'd try and stop me."

Applying mascara, lipgloss and foundation expertly at the mirror - Abella turned and smirked at Donna... her transformation into a beautiful, dominating, stripper completed.

"Now then hun, you wanna come watch the show and watch me flaunt my perfect body for cash?  You could tip me... after all... it won't be long now till all Bill's assets become mine. You may as well give all your money to me now before I take it anyway!"

With a cruel laugh Bella pushed past the distraught woman and strutted off to the stage. She had wallets to drain and the money was going to be all hers...

THE END