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Kathy sighed as she pulled into a spot in the rear of The Silver Prestige Club. A wannabe upscale strip club not too far from the city's airport. This was the last place in the world she wanted to be at, but she had no say in the matter. She turned off the ignition and sat in her car, staring at the back side of the building.

Kathy worked for a cleaning company. It wasn’t the most glamorous of jobs, but it paid the bills. For the most part her job was fine, being on a night shift meant little interaction with people beyond building security, which suited her fine. She could get in, do her job and head home. Except for Friday nights. That was when she had to come to The Silver Prestige Club due to the contract the club had with her employer.

She wasn’t a prude or anything like that, but she hated the entire place and nearly everyone in it. The vapid dancers who thought they were above a “cleaning lady”. The clientele were the worst sort of people you could imagine at a place like this, spilling their drinks everywhere as they shouted at her to take off her coveralls and show her goods. The place had that smell of tobacco and alcohol that just permeated everything mixed with the cheap scents the dancers would douse their bodies with. The music and lighting were probably the worst of it. It was like there was just a single playlist of the most overused tracks for pole dancing and garish purple and pink flashing lights illuminated the otherwise dim main floor.

There was no way out of taking this job. The best her small company could do was rotate which member of the cleaning staff would be at Silver Prestige on any given day. It was almost enough to make Kathy want to quit her job entirely, but she couldn’t do that, not with student loans to pay off. After letting out a long sigh she got out of her car and headed to the service entrance.

A moment after hitting the buzzer the heavy door was opened by one of the bouncers named Steve. He was a rather large and imposing man, with a shaved head and a neck as thick as the average man’s thigh. Kathy got the impression from him he wanted to be at the club as much as she did. No surprise then that he was the one she got along best with.

“Hey.” Steve said as he let her in.”

“Hey.” Kathy replied, already wincing at the music she could hear all the way in the back.

“So you know, there’s a bachelor party here tonight.” Steve said as he ensured the rear door was closed and locked securely.

“Oh goody.” Kathy rolled her eyes. “I hope they don’t fuck up the bathroom this time.”

He let out a small laugh. “You and me both. I better swing by and check on them. You good?”

She nodded. “Yeah, I know where the mop and bucket are.”

Steve nodded and left Kathy to do her job. She let herself into the utility closet and started to gather her supplies. Kathy figured the best place to start would be checking the main floor for any spills and cleaning any messes left on empty tables. That seemed to be the major concern of the club.

Kathy pushed her equipment through the door onto the main floor and the sensory overload hit her like a truck. The music was pounding and the lights were flashing overhead as one of the dancers twirled topless on the pole on the main stage. Kathy pulled on a pair of gloves and started to do her job. She saw several ashtrays on the verge of spilling over, full with the butts of cigarettes and cigars. Kathy dumped the ash into her trash bag and wiped down what had spilled over onto the tables. She was making her way around the outside when one of the bartenders flagged her down.

“Hey!” she called out over the loud music.

Kathy recognized her as Marline. She was dressed in the bartender uniform of a short skirt, crop top and sensible heels. Marline wore glasses, but they only seemed to make her look cuter. Her chest, unlike the dancers, was pure genetics. Honestly she was probably the one member of the staff that Kathy was jealous of.

“Yeah? Is there something wrong?” She asked over the music.

Marline nodded. “Some jerk didn’t make it to the bathroom before he hurled. We need it cleaned up right away, sorry…”

“At least it’s not diarrhea.” Kathy sighed, “Where is it?”

“Just over there.” she pointed towards one of the walls. “Unfortunately, you can’t miss it.”

“I’ll get right on that, you better get back behind the bar before Gary starts bitching.”

“Yeah, tell me about it. That guy is an ass.”

Gary was the club manager. He was pretty much hated by everyone in the club. He must have been somebody’s relative to have gotten the job as by all accounts he was damn near incompetent. Steve was really the one keeping the club running.

Marline was right, she had little trouble finding the puddle of vomit. Kathy sighed as she began to clean up the protein spill, internally cursing the drunk who had caused it when she noticed someone approaching her. The first thing she saw were red stiletto heels and she wondered if it was one of the dancers. However given the knee length skirt and tailored jacket she soon realized it was instead some kind of a business woman. Her hair was perfectly styled in ringlets and she smiled pleasantly at Kathy.

Did she get dragged here by her coworkers or something? Kathy wondered as she straightened up.

“Looks like you’re not starting off the night too great.” Her voice was just loud enough to make over the music.

“It happens.” Kathy shrugged. “You didn’t see any more puddles out there, did you?”

“Thankfully no, though I admit the girls on stage were drawing more of my attention.” she smiled with her bright pink lips.

‘Ah, yeah, that’s what they’re here for.”

Kathy wasn’t used to getting this kind of attention while working. Most people generally ignore cleaning staff, even when there weren't naked women hanging off a pole on stage. It was weird, but the woman seemed friendly. Kathy really wondered just what had brought her inside The Silver Prestige Club.

“Indeed, but the club needs the rest of its staff to keep things running. I always appreciate that.”

“Ah, thanks.” Kathy felt oddly good at being thanked for her thankless job.

The woman reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out something small. “I know it’s hardly any compensation for cleaning up the mess, but would you care for a piece of candy? “

Kathy raised an eyebrow at the woman.

“Oh, it’s not some kind of code word.” She held out the wrapped piece of candy. “I just try to make people smile a bit with a little sweetness.”

Kathy wasn’t sure about this semi-awkward interaction, but she rationalized it would end quicker if she accepted. She reached out and took the piece of candy from the blonde woman.

“Thanks.” she said while not really making eye contact.

“You are welcome. I hope it will bring you at least some enjoyment tonight.”

The woman turned and walked towards one of the bars. Kathy looked down at her hand. It looked like just an ordinary piece of candy. She slipped it into her pocket and returned to cleaning up the mess.

A little weird, but I’ll take that over guys telling me to take off my clothes to fit in with the dancers.

Once Kathy had finished with the spill she did another round of emptying ashtrays, snagging a few empty bottles and cans as she did so. It was too early to bother with the bathrooms just yet so after collecting some trash from the bars she headed back to the dressing room to clean up there.

In some ways she preferred cleaning the bathroom. At least then she was left alone to just do her job. As she let herself into the dressing room Kathy sighed when she saw Candy was in tonight. The dancer had more silicone in her chest than a landfill, and had the personality to match. Candy was also convinced that Kathy was jealous of her for some ungodly reason.

Candy was lithe and flexible. Given the rest of her thin build it only made it more obvious how fake her E-cup breasts were. Candy’s hair was long and red, so red it had to be as artificial as her tits. She was wearing striped leggings to go with her stage name along with a matching g-string and bikini top.

“Hey girls, looks like the cleaning lady is here!” Candy called out loudly as she finished adjusting her skimpy bikini top.

Kathy rolled her eyes and went to start collecting the waste baskets and scattered energy drink cans. A few of the dancers laughed, but most were too distracted to even bother looking her way.

“You know, even to be a bartender here you have to look reasonably sexy. I wonder why they tolerate you here, even if it’s just to clean up the trash.” Candy pulled the last cigarette out of the pack and dropped the empty box right on the floor. “Don’t forget to get that.”

Kathy glared at her while the dancer lit her cigarette. She puffed smoke out from her cherry red painted lips and smirked back at the cleaner.

Yeah, I’d rather clean actual shit than be in the same room as her. Kathy turned away and continued to clean up the trash. Her cheeks were going pink from all the eyes now being on her.

“You could at least dress up in something fun, like a maid outfit. I bet the customers would love that. Then again, that would mean you would have to actually shave.”

Kathy crushed the empty can that was in her hand. Yeah she wasn’t the sexiest girl around, especially in a room full of big breasted strippers, but she took care of herself. It’s not like she spent every waking moment in coveralls. Kathy gritted her teeth as she contemplated punching that smile off of Candy’s face.

Candy approached her and took a long drag on her cigarette. “Here’s some more trash for the trash lady.” With a smirk she tossed the lit cigarette into the trash bag.

“Are you fucking crazy?” Kathy snapped as she reached into the bag to pull out the cigarette before it caught the trash on fire.

“Oh look, ladies, she’s digging through the trash now!” She was practically cackling at the situation.

Kathy ground the lit cigarette out in an ashtray and glared at Candy. Just as she was about to finally say something, the doors opened and they heard the sound of crying and moaning. Everyone turned and saw Steve helping Xyla to walk. She was carrying one of her platform heels in her hand and doing her best to balance on the one still on her good foot. Her other foot already looked red and swollen

“Jesus Xyla! What the hell happened?” Candy asked as the girls started to crowd around her.

Xyla was just crying and whimpering as Steve helped her into a chair.

“Some asshole out there tossed a bottle up on the stage while she was dancing.” He put a towel over her shoulders, covering Xyla’s exposed breasts. “She slipped on the beer while trying to get away and twisted her ankle badly.” Steve answered. “Destiny, go grab some ice from the bar, tell Marline what it’s for, she should have a bag up there to put some in. We’re also going to need the main stage cleaned up right away, Kathy, so the next dancer can go up as soon as possible.”

“Yeah, the show must go on, I got it.” She left her trash bag behind and got her mop and bucket.

Holy hell, it’s one of those nights, isn’t it? And they still have the music and lights going, fucking perfect. I’m sure they tossed that jerk out on his ass, but the rest of them won’t shut up while I’m up there getting things cleaned up.

As Kathy made her way through the crowd, all still jabbering about the incident, some of them even laughing about it, Kathy remembered the piece of candy that the strange woman had given her. She pulled it out of her pocket and looked at it for a moment.

Ah, fuck it, even if it is drugs, I could use a hit right about now.

Kathy quickly unwrapped the hard candy and popped it into her mouth. Immediately she was hit by how good it tasted. As she rolled it around with her tongue the sweet taste of candy grape and grapefruit filled her mouth. It was enough to distract Kathy from the eyes that watched her as she pulled her mop and bucket up onto the stage. She even smiled slightly as she enjoyed the little sweet treat.

Kathy started by carefully picking up the large pieces of the broken bottle and tossing them in a bag. She then sloppily swept up some of the smaller pieces along with a fair amount of beer into her dustpan. She could hear the crowd jeering at her. Calls of “take it off!” And “Where are the real girls?” reached her ears but she just ignored it. The sooner she got this mess mopped up, the sooner she could melt back into the background of the club. As Kathy worked, the candy dissolved away into nothing in her mouth.

She was just wrapping up with her mop and was about to apply a little cleaner when she felt a growing pressure in her abdomen. Kathy placed her hand over abs and felt the muscles tensing hard, like she was in the middle of a work out.

What is that?

Kathy shook her head and tried to press on through it but something felt strange with her body. Her arms and legs were like lead, growing harder to move by the second. Kathy tried to move them but they showed more and more resistance to moving. It was like everything below her neck was out of her control. Kathy could feel her limbs and everything, but it was as if someone else was now piloting her body. Suddenly her hand dropped the mop. Kathy didn’t lose her grip, her hand just opened and let it clatter to the floor. The sound of the mop hitting the stage drew more eyes her way.

Her right toe started to tap to the beat of the loud music then her hand reached out for the pole. Half the crowd cheered while the other half laughed. Kathy’s cheeks went red with embarrassment, then she began to swing around the pole. She was scared now; her body was pole dancing and all she could do was watch. The pressure in her abdomen continued to grow until it finally burst right out of her body through her pussy. Kathy felt an orgasmic rush from the tentacle’s ‘birth’ and moaned loudly, although the music overpowered it. The purple phallic tentacle tore its way through her panties and the crotch of her coveralls. It wrapped tightly around the pole and she continued to dance, now using the new appendage to its advantage.

There were more than a few gasps from the crowd when this happened, but like a car accident they couldn’t look away. Under her coveralls Kathy felt something flowing over and coating her body. She saw her hands growing covered in a purple ooze that hardened quickly to a candy-like sheen, her nails becoming long black claws that scratched the pole as she swung around. Kathy’s body kicked off her shoes into the crowd as a long spike grew out from her heel, making it appear like she was wearing high heels. Her body climbed up the pole and flipped upside down. She was more than surprised when her feet dug into the ceiling supports and kept her suspended upside down.

Below her arms a new pair of appendages tore their way out from her coveralls. Kathy felt a rush of adrenaline and a bit of confusion as her brain got used to two more arms being attached to her body. They were like arms, but instead of hands each one was tipped with a wicked looking dark scythe-like blade. They made quick work of her tattered coveralls, shredding most of it away while she hung upside down. Kathy’s now purple body gleamed in the lights of the club for everyone to see. But the substance did more than simply cover her body, it now boasted a lean athletic shape that Kathy certainly didn’t have when she woke up earlier in the day.

Her dark brown hair that was hanging down over her face started to slowly change, taking on a pinkish-purple color then somehow seemed to come alive, lifting up and swaying like she was underwater. With her hair out of her face Kathy could see all the eyes looking up at her. Unknown to her, her lips turned bright pink and matching coloring around her eyes and cheeks appeared as well. She flipped back onto the pole and slowly and sensually slid back down. Arching her back, spreading her legs, putting her body completely on display for the entire club. The entire way her hair moved of its own accord, adding to the sensual nature of her movements.

Kathy felt another surge of growth on her back. She let out a low moan as a quartet of tentacles pushed their way out of her body. They were long and each one was tipped with a sharp stinger. They swayed along with the rest of Kathy’s body, adding to her erotic pole dance. Her crotch tentacle held her tightly to the pole as she arched all the way back with her hands on the stage. Then from the tips of Kathy’s very erect nipples another pair of smaller tentacles grew. They waved to the stunned crowd before her body pulled itself back up.

The large crotch tentacle kept her body firmly anchored to the pole like some kind of lewd circus act. The other tentacles thrashed wildly to the pounding beat of the music as her body swayed, holding the attention of the crowd. It was as if they were trapped between fear and arousal, still staying to watch the show rather than fleeing the club. Some tried to rationalize the entire thing as some kind of an act and they cheered her on and shouted lewd comments up at her. Everyone seemed to ignore the obvious expression of distress on her face.

Looking away from the clientele, Kathy noticed the dancers had gathered at the door to the back rooms. They didn’t look too happy that the cleaning lady was hogging the stage. Especially given the number of bills already tossed up on the stage.

Shit, they are going to tear into me for this…and it’s not my fault!

But as she became aware of the dancers, so did the rest of her body. The crotch tentacle slowly loosened its grip on the pole. Kathy could feel her supernatural physique begin to bunch up, getting ready to spring.

Oh god…what is it doing now?

The next moment Kathy leapt from the stage, flying over the heads of some of the gawkers and landed on top of Candy. Candy and the other dancers screamed as she slammed the dancer down to the ground. The tentacles on her back lashed out and stung the other dancers. Almost instantly they fell to the ground, writhing and moaning as they were driven into a sexual frenzy. They couldn’t do much more than grope and rub their own bodies.

As for Candy, Kathy's breast tentacles wrapped around her wrists and pinned her down while her blade arms expertly sliced the small amount of clothes she was wearing off of her body.

"Stop it! Let me go!" She screamed as she struggled against the monster’s iron grip.

"I can't! I'm not in control!" Even as Kathy spoke, her hands grabbed Candy by the side of her head and smashed their lips together.

They both struggled against the forced kiss, until one of Kathy's back tentacles stung Candy in the shoulder. There was a cry of surprise and pain against Kathy's lips, quickly followed by a moan and Candy's tongue. It was like a switch flipped the moment the aphrodisiac venom hit the stripper's body. Candy was forcing her tongue deep into the other woman’s mouth while grinding her body. Kathy felt her crotch tentacle retract back into her, but not completely. It teased and rubbed against Candy’s slit before finally pushing into the wet and needy hole.

Candy buckled against Kathy, cuming instantly from the penetration alone. However, the tentacle wasn’t done. It thrust in deeply and wiggled inside of the pinned down woman. Candy bucked and writhed against Kathy, trying to get more of the tentacle inside of her. All of the bumping and grinding along with the sensations coming from the lewd appendage were having an effect on Kathy. At some point she started kissing Candy back. Suddenly The dancer broke the kiss and arched her back up off the floor. She nearly screamed as she came the hardest she ever had before her eyes rolled back in her head and she passed out.

Kathy’s body released her from her grip, leaving her naked and passed out on the floor, a puddle of her juices dripping out of her pussy. Smoothly Kathy stood back up and took in the room. Many of the clientele had apparently fled when her body was having its way with Candy, but not all. Her body walked a short distance to one of the other dancers, Destiny.

Destiny was a curvy dancer with both a generous chest and ass. Her dark brown, almost black wavy hair came down past her shoulders. Destiny had a deep dark tan with absolutely no tan lines. Currently, she had her g-string pulled to the side and was shoving her fingers in and out of her pussy trying to satiate her lustful need.

Kathy’s body carried her like she weighed nothing back up onto the stage. She stood behind Destiny and lifted the stripper up by her wrists then slowly sliced the straps holding her top and g-string on her tanned body. Her breast tentacles slithered over Destiny’s body, making her writhe with pleasure and need. The tentacles eventually settled on the dancer’s breasts where they squeezed and pinched her nipples, making her moan loudly with lust and need.

Kathy’s crotch tentacle slid back out from her body, and slowly spiraled up Destiny’s leg. The tip rubbed and teased the dancer’s shaved pussy before slowly pushing its way in. Destiny cried out and begged for more. The remaining crowd seemed to be enjoying the show, cheering on the both of them as Kathy’s body slowly and methodically fucked Destiny on the main stage of the club.

I am so fired for this… Kathy thought even as a soft moan slipped past her pink lips.

Once Destiny had been literally fucked senseless her limp body was lowered back down onto the stage. As her body turned to the remaining dancers Kathy knew the night was far from over.

***

Kathy groaned and shifted from where she was lying. It was dark and other than the sounds of breathing it was quiet. She felt warm bodies pressed up against her. As her eyes grew accustomed to the low light, she realized she was in one of the private dance booths, and she wasn’t alone.

Candy was snuggled up against her right side. Apparently Kathy had been using her fake tits as a pillow while she slept. Destiny was on her other side doing much the same to her chest. Looking down at her feet two more of the dancers were curled up. Kathy vaguely remembered hauling the four women back to the oversized booth before she passed out.

At that, the previous night came flooding back to her. Kathy shifted Destiny gently, letting her eventually rest down against Candy. She stumbled to get out of the booth, almost tripping over the other dancer’s sleeping in a pile on the ground in front of her. Without thinking Kathy started to stretch her body. She was surprised by how far her arms and legs flexed. Even as a kid she wasn’t that flexible.

Kathy wasn’t ready to deal with this first thing in the morning. She leaned against the mirrored wall and breathed deeply. In the dim light it took her a moment to realize what was wrong with her reflection. Her hair was the same shade of pink it had been last night when she became a monster, though it seemed to be inanimate now. Her cheeks and eyes still seemed to be painted in pink makeup, only it didn’t rub off her face no matter how hard she tried. Stepping back a bit from the mirrored wall she noticed the carpet now matched the drapes. She gently ran her hands over her now pink bush.

Still in a daze, Kathy walked out from the private dance room. She found Marline along with another one of the bartenders passed out naked on chairs by the stage. Apparently the dancers weren’t enough for her body last night. Kathy quickly made her way to the dressing room, afraid that the others were going to wake up soon and come after her. She knew there was a shower in there, and she felt the desperate need for one after last night. Kathy turned it on and hopped right in, not even bothering to wait for the water to warm up.

There is no way I still have my job after last night. Fuck, I’m probably going to go to prison for what I did…but it wasn’t my fault! I couldn’t control my body. It did feel kinda good though…Fuck, what is wrong with me? Kathy grabbed a random bottle of shampoo and started to wash her now pink hair. I can’t help that I don’t feel completely bad about wrecking the club. And I don’t think Candy is going to open her stupid mouth in front of me for a while, so there is that.

Kathy took a small bit of pleasure in her revenge of sorts. If it was going to cost her job, she might as well enjoy it. Kathy started to wash the rest of her body and enjoy the now hot shower. When she was finished, Kathy was slightly annoyed that there wasn’t a towel nearby. It was then she noticed Steve standing by the door with a towel and a robe.

“Looks like you could use these.” He said, keeping his eyes firmly locked on hers.

After last night, she was well past any modesty. “You’re still here?” Kathy asked as she took the towel from him.

Steve shrugged. “Somebody had to lock up. I decided to spend the night, just in case.”

“So,” She started to quickly rub her body dry. “I guess you still have your job then.”

“We all do. After the, ah, show last night, the club was sold to a new owner. She made it clear nobody was to be let go unless they wanted to leave.”

“Really? I guess if you want to buy a strip club, do so right after a disaster for the best deal. But, you know I’m a contractor, the club just has a contract with my company.”

“So are all the dancers, and I don’t think she’s about to rearrange all our vendors. But, since you just mentioned it, she’s offering you the job of club manager if you are interested, since Gary noped the fuck out last night.”

“This is fucking insane.” Kathy sighed as she slipped the robe over her body. ”And of course I end up stuck with this hair and makeup.

“Yeah, it’s pretty crazy.” Steve shrugged. “If it’s any consolation, the pink hair looks good on you.”

“Really?” Kathy took a step closer to Steve. “Wait, are you trying to hit on me?”

“No, not exactly…” He rubbed the back of his shaved head. “But, do you want to get a cup of coffee?”

Kathy blinked slowly as she stared at the club's head of security. “You do know I turned into a monster last night, right?”

Steve nodded. “A sexy monster, yes.”

“With tentacles.”

“That’s not really a deal-breaker for me.” he crossed his arms, looking fairly confident.

“Fucking hell…” she mumbled, but blushed through her permanent makeup. “Ok, lord knows I need a cup of coffee right now. But first, you have to help me find my keys.”

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