TG Caption ~ Favourite Client

A good glass of beer in the evening is obviously the best solution to every problem that knocks into your door when you expect it the least. One tavern in particular was very popular in the town. Known for its very, very expressive staff and incredible serving, Golden Foam can spark the very edges of someone’s interest even if they are nothing but a person carelessly passing by. 

For Mel it was exactly the go-to place after his job. In all fairness, the actual drinks were objectively decent at best, it was still one of the cheaper establishments for those who simply wanted to let off some steam after a stressful enough day. Yet the main appeal of Golden Foam has always come to the workers - the lovely staff of women who clearly worked while pouring their entire souls into the hobby they enjoyed. 

Fun events was another part about Golden Foam that made it stuck out in the big crowd of the same boring restaurants and bars. Such events could be simple drinking games or even quests, but the most appealing ones were dedicated to the owners of the tavern specifically. Filling of the event is quite simple - you just have to fascinate one of the women in power so that you could get a rather “private connection” reward.

And luckily for Mel - who was already quite a handsome man from what he had heard from others - it didn't take too much effort for one of the girls, Gumi, to lay her eyes on him. There was simply no other explanation to her constant flirting when she was hugging his arm upon him entering the bar each night. One way or another, Mel knew that he would end up getting his “reward” one lovely evening. The pictures were already swimming through his head, taking over his most sensitive and easily-excitable sections of the body. Funnily enough, in a position like this he felt as if he was the one being at someone’s complete mercy - like a marionette afraid of making a wrong move to not disappoint her master. In reality, Gumi simply had that slightly terrifying aura, very sweet yet dangerous. That kind of vibe was freaking Mel out, even if he was extremely confident that he had already won “the special services” of hers. 

Yet Gumi remained silent, she simply continued giving Mel looks that could be only described as suggestive, nothing less than that. Her eyes were covering the man with the unspoken kisses while her tongue danced across her dry lips as she carried herself over Golden Foam like a snowflake in the wind, her delicate thighs brushing against his body whenever they could see an opportunity to. With that said, there was still no confession or hot night for Mel in sight, she really liked wearing him off and leaving frustrated with her playful smirk as she simply kept on dodging his waiting time and time again.

All of this was making Mel very angry - both at the girl and at himself. He was used to women literally jumping on his lap, but this one, despite all her sultry mannerisms and giggly attitude, was backing off from her chance to make the first move. Mel would hate to break his code of a macho, but now he was so desperate that the will to bring his own pride down and get that girl turned stronger than his self-dignity. 

This time he planned to finally set things up in the way that would leave him satisfied. Gumi has been playing with his feelings for quite a while already, so it was his opportunity to not only lash out his frustration, but also to prove how much he wanted her, how strong was his obsession with her figure and scent, how her look was sending shivers to his spine with an envious ease. 

Mel stepped into Golden Foam, the atmosphere in the bar was the one he was used to - not much noise aside from strangled laughter somewhere in the distance and glass bottles beating against each other with ringing melody. Just as always, he could see some new faces amongst waitresses in highly suggestive clothes, but they ignited little to no interest in him - he was there for his personal prey. It didn’t take too long for him to notice that Gumi was standing by one of the tables, giving out another stack of five bottles at once to a group of slightly older gentlemen. That’s when the woman’s eyes moved slightly upwards, sending to her brain the signal as she smiled slyly, carefully looking at the approaching Mel. 

“Oh, he-e-e-ey, adorbs..~” squinting her eyes and biting her lip, Gumi gave her voice a cunning touch. “What’s up?~” 

There goes Mel’s confidence as he simply looked in her alluring purple eyes, not being able to speak to the woman. She always wore a striped bikini top and jeans(frankly, he was confident that she was one of the only people in this universe who could make a combination like this one work), but this time in particular, her looks almost made him speechless, despite him never really being obsessed with the way she was dressing. Maybe it was the way she fixed the strap of her bikini top when she turned his attention to him? Either way, he felt more naked than she was in a position like this. 

“Hmmm? Cat got your tongue, adorbs?~” Gumi giggled innocently, as if unaware how hypnotic her attitude was. 

“Ughmmm!..” Mel tried to fix himself as he started wearing a stern expression. “Gumi..! Hate to break for you, but…!”

He couldn’t understand what was wrong with him, the words simply refused to push through his lips despite him already shouting them at the woman in his head. 

“Mmm? Mmmm?” she leaned in, opening her eyes with artistic intrigue. “Oh my! You are too shy to say it in front of my customers?! Adorbs!” Gumi clapped in her hands. “Come, come, I have a perfect table for you to tell me everything!~” 

With that, the woman grabbed Mel’s wrist and dragged him to a completely different side of the tavern - in the darkened halls where one of the hangers resided lonely, right before the changing room. The man felt like he was slowly starting to regret his choice to play forceful, now the atmosphere gave off the vibes of some sort of twisted crime scene with Gumi gently caressing his arm while placing a glass of beer filled with golden liquid right to its edges into his hand, the shaky foam almost protruding out as such. Her poking his cheek playfully slightly made him relax, yet the uncertainty was painted red all over his surroundings. 

“What’s with that nervousness, adorbs?” Gumi asked with fake curiosity as she lifted the glass with beer upwards, just enough to leave barely any space between it and the man’s chin. 

“I… I’ve been waiting for my reward, uh..” Mel completely lost his confidence in the grasp of the woman who played him around her index finger. 

“Is that so?..” she let her words linger in the air for a few seconds. “I admit, you were quite patient. I’m proud of how long I managed to.. keep that thing in place..~” 

“Ughaahh~..” before he could even realize it, his growing bulge was tightly squeezed through his pants. 

It was a shame to him, yet he felt like all this humiliation was worth it. Gumi slowly moved her hands down, pulling his shirt and leaving his torso naked. The next in the queue were his trousers that disappeared with the motion just as swift alongside his underwear. Yes, now he was naked in both literal and figurative sense. At least he hoped that the girl would at least give him a chance to grab the lead. But the moment these thoughts even crossed his mind, she let go of his penis, simply giggling to herself.

“O-Oh my god!” her light-hearted laugh clearly eased the atmosphere for him. “Have you seen your face? God, adorbs, you’re such a scaredy cat!” her giggles replaced her breaths. 

“W-What, what..?” Mel asked in confusion, looking at her with a careful gaze. 

“Drink up, dummy!” the woman lifted her own glass of beer and slammed it against the man's, causing some of the golden drink to spill out in different directions. “Let’s celebrate your small victory over that charming waitress, hmm?~”

As if not knowing any better, Mel raised the glass to his lips and drank all the beer inside. It had a bit different taste than usual - perhaps a little bit less bitter and, surprisingly, with a spicy aftertaste on the edge of his tongue.

“Mhh,” Mel sighed, gulping the remains and wiping the leftovers on his lips with his sleeve. 

And only now it all came into a clear picture for him, like a sudden revelation of the sun in the clouds of thick mist. So all of this was just an elaborate way of making him feel like a huge piece of garbage? Like a servant who wants nothing but to lick his queen’s soles? Another wave of irritation rushed through Mel’s body, as if fueling his darkest desires and threatening to explode his body at any given moment. He himself didn't know what had gone over him, but the anger boiled to its highest point, causing him to clench his teeth tightly and turn his hand into a fist. His naked body started approaching the still-smug woman, yet something felt wrong again. 

Gumi's smirk expanded as she watched Mel approach, his bare feet slapping against the cold wooden floor with each angry stride. The tavern faded away, the incessant chatter and clinking glasses replaced by the pounding of Mel's heart in his ears. Something was indeed off - a strange warmth diffused from his core, spreading through his veins like liquid fire. His limbs felt heavier, his reaction times slower, and his vision began to blur at the edges. But it was the burning in his groin that demanded his attention, his painfully erect cock throbbing in time with his pulse.

There were no preludes for what was about to come as at that exact moment, Mel’s body quite literally snapped - his bones cracked one by one, causing the man to let out a few quiet groans.

“Anghh, ughh, whaghh..!”

The great amount of strange mixture of alcohol was already flooding his mind, a flood of dizziness from being drunk not letting him fully comprehend that his ribcage just narrowed to an immense degree alongside his now soft and smooth shoulders with Gumi being even taller than him now. His hip area cracked as a latest addition, twisting his insides and pushing his ass forward to make up for his waist suddenly becoming very slim.

“W-What is going…mmmrrrrr~..”

The bitter taste on his tongue subsided, crawling straight into his throat and dissolving his Adam’s apple at once.

“W-Wahhhh?! No!” Mel quickly realized how feminine his voice sounded now, trying to touch his own neck with his thinner fingers.

“Whoops, a bit unusual, eh?~” Gumi simply giggled, looking at the result of her handiwork.

“N-No..! You can't…mgrahhhh!~..” Mel tried to protest, but all that came out was a strangled, feminine squeal.

"And it looks like that little drink did more than just get you tipsy, adorbs~," Gumi cooed, reaching out to touch Mel's now slender neck. "I think you'll find walking in heels much easier now too, hmmm?"

The changes now fell upon the man’s hips once again, this time changing them more drastically until they were twice the size of his waistline. His drunk, shaky posture turned even more messy as his thighs started filling up, his muscles becoming rather a secondary part compared to the growing bags of fat underneath his blossoming ass that just so happened to protrude at that very moment, bouncing off from its sudden entrance.

“Eeeaaakghhh!!!~” 

It was hard for Mel to direct his attention to something specific - his penis was trying to swim back into his body at the same time as his chest started pulsing and stretching his nipples. For a brief second, the area around his pectorals tightened, but only for it to soften drastically the moment after, filling it with juicy fat and leaving his new big boobs splattering asymmetrically until they finally slapped together. For a brief second, veins appeared beneath her skin, as if exclaiming that she won’t grow further than that.

“O-Ohhhhaaahhh!~” the sudden friction of two sensitive mounds couldn't not trigger the immediate moan in Mel’s alcohol-induced brains.

It was the only sound that could escape the man’s body when his penis lost its mass and became nothing but a small button to decorate what was now his ballsack twisting in, transforming into a dripping hairless slit by sucking into his groin, only to get luckily covered by the puffy buttocks, which Gumi was indulging her fingers in already.

“Oh, so soft.. They will love you~..” Gumi licked her lips, looking at the newly made woman before her.

“O-Oh! No..No..”

At last, Meli still had a few adjustments to get, such as her face that turned smaller and lost its sharp features while her silver hair suddenly grew to her freshly baked ass cheeks, tickling their thick and warm skin softly.

“Perfect!~” Gumi once again clapped in her hands as she roughly grabbed Meli’s new breast. “Look at those!~ Girl, everyone's gonna envy you, hehe..” she acted suspiciously casual about what just happened.

“Mh, nhah..what happened..?~” Meli was too drunk to comprehend that her body was being touched. 

“Oh, this is.. what happens to our best customers, hehe! Get love from the staff, become closer to them. Alas… be a waitress too~..” the last bit sounded almost like she just declared a life sentence.

Of course. Of course it had to be like that. No one has ever planned the hottest owners of the bar to actually have sex with any of the customers. All of that was simply a game for them, the one they considered quite funny at that. No wonder why every night there were different waitresses at the place - all of them were simply the men like him who were lured into doing the job and bringing more naive guys to the table.

“No worries, adorbs,” Gumi noticed the panicked expression of her drunk client. “This is just for the night. Once you turn sober.. effects will die down and you will become the super-duper-macho man you are~.. And trust me, alcohol will make sure that you won’t remember a thing when morning comes…” 

Even though Meli didn't find the situation enjoyable in any way, the final part actually made her sigh in small relief, knowing that she was not trapped in this… undeniably desirable body of hers, especially with hips as wide as these and breasts as big as two bowling balls. 

She can't work naked though, right? And Gumi seemed to share the same opinion as she opened the dressing room’s door and pushed her friend inside. It was Meli’s first time wearing anything remotely feminine, which was one of the reasons why Gumi pulling a striped purple bikini top on her chest felt not quite as relaxing as she would've liked it to be. When the fabric touched her nipples, she got an idea that someone just poured a bucket with freezing water on her, a rapid pain followed by a flood of shivers down her spine and jiggly thighs afterwards. Was it fear? Paranoia? She didn't know. Mainly because every touch of Gumi’s fingernails on her skin was like a hot droplet of oil.

Too drunk to even understand how she ended up in absurdly tight denim shorts, the only thing Meli could do was to moan with sugar icing when Gumi wiped the still-translucent cream of arousal between her waitress’ perfect pussy lips so that she wouldn't stain her shorts… too hard. The rough fabric clung with a struggle - it was tight enough to rub against the woman’s pussy and clit when she was doing any rapid movements.

With a pair of purple heels on her legs, Meli awkwardly stepped out of the dressing room. Not only were high heels a rather unfamiliar monster for her to encounter with, it didn't really help that she couldn't even think straight and her bubbly legs sometimes simply ignored what she was trying to tell them to do.

“Mmhh, ghh, it doesn't..mhh..” Meli bit her lip, noticing that she was moaning a bit too much.

“Oh, it does, believe me..~” Gumi licked her lips before giving her assistant an encouraging light slap on the ass. “Now go and show our customers a good time, bestie!~”

That damn slap turned something primal inside Meli, this sharp sensation was like a quick switch that made her jump for a second and freeze, as if being chained up to the ground while her barely covered booty made sure to recoil playfully. 

“...A-Alright! I will..!” Meli moaned in response. 

Meli didn't even understand what was going on with her now, but her legs just started carrying her on their own! Her consciousness was still there, but whatever service her customers needed was definitely done by sheer instincts of something she didn't quite understand. When did she learn how to be so masterful to carry four bottles of beer at once? But in reality, it didn't matter. For now, she simply had to finish her duty until the morning and never come back to this damned place ever again…

She sure hopes that no one hits on her while she's at her weakest and most vulnerable point though!