“So let me get this straight… your saying when I came in here and sat down a few minutes ago I was a boring little brunette that was as flat as a board and had never so much as sucked a cock let alone let a guy fuck my ass. Does that sum it up about right?” Fanni asked of the man that had just sat down across from her and spun the absurd story she had just summarized.

“Yes, that’s right. I’m afraid that your soon to be ex has paid me quite well to ‘take care of the problem’ as he put it. You see you were going to take him to the cleaners after you found out he was cheating on you. The pre-nup was iron clad.”

Fanni rolled her eyes behind her dark sunglasses and the raised her martini glass to her lips and took a sip. It had taken her quite a while after her latest round of fillers not to spill any drink she sipped down between her tits, but she’d finally mastered it recently.

“You know how insane that sounds right?” Fanni asked as she sat her drink back down on the table.

He smiled and nodded, “Oh most certainly. My subjects never remember the old reality they had before I alter it. It’s just how my power works. Sometimes I wish it wasn’t, I mean, there have been a few people I’d like to see the look on their faces of. But alas, that’s not to be.”

She shook her head from side to side, “I’ll give you, it’s a unique pick up line. But honestly, if you wanted to fuck my ass, all you really had to do was ask.”

Fanni stood up and stretch out her hand, opening it and closing it several times to indicate he should take it. He stood up and did so and a little shiver of pleasure coursed through her body.

“You have somewhere we can go?” she asked.

“I do, I have a room in this very hotel in fact.” he replied as he stepped towards the entrance of the hotel and she let him guide her. It didn’t take long for them to get to the elevator and ride it up to his floor, then to get to his room.

He let go of her hand and pulled out his access key, then swiped it, before letting her enter first.

Fanni jumped a little as she heard the door close behind her, she blinked several times and then scrunched her forehead… wasn’t there… she shook her head and then got back to business. She strutted into the main area of the room and smiled at the man laying on the bed.

She waved the access key in her hand at him and then set it on the dresser before taking her sunglasses off and doing the same. She wiggled her ass as she walked over to the foot of the bed and then crawling up between the man’s legs.

When her tits were over his crotch, she pushed them down and rubbed them against his pants and let out a little moan, “God baby, I can’t wait to get this monster into my ass…”

It wasn’t long before she was face down on the bed, her ass in the air, the man’s cock deep in it, and her cries of ecstasy filled the room.

Fanni was half out of it, still spread out on the bed, her ass leaking cum, when the man came out of the bathroom, refreshed, and tossed a stack of bills onto the bed beside her. Goosebumps formed all over her body, god she loved being a whore.

On top of the bills was a small piece of paper with his phone number on it, which sent another shiver of pleasure through her.

Then he leaned in and whispered into her ear, then left the hotel room.

His words rolled around and around in her head, but she just couldn’t make any sense of them… “God, if you’d let me do that when you were my wife I wouldn’t have wanted for anyone else.”