Trashy Desires - Part 29

Jewely made true to her promise, filling up her liquor cabinet and sampling her collection with Kendra over the weekend. She found getting her buzz going early in the day exciting, helping her overcome her hangover from the night before.

On Monday morning, Jewely felt ready to deep dive into her new life.

Kendra picked her up, holding a bottle of vodka. “Let’s start your big day off right!”

Even though Jewely had become accustomed to drinking regularly, she felt unsure about having liquor right at the start of the day. Especially on a day she was supposed to start her new job.

“I don’t know Kendra. Isn’t that a bit too much to start drinking before work?”

“Nonsense,” her friend sneered, “it would be weirder if you didn’t show up there with a buzz. You’ll see, Tammi likes to have fun just as much as I do.”

Not seeing any reason to argue with her friend, Jewely went along, drinking 3 shots in short succession. She felt a bit wobbly on her legs when the two girls left the apartment, but the walk to the gas station was enough to make her get used to it and feel confident again.

Had Jewely thought that her transformation was mainly done, she realized how wrong she was when they entered the gas station and saw Tammi for the first time.

The girl looked similar to Kendra in many ways. Dyed hair, fake nails, and cheap clothes that showed off a lot of her body. The big difference, however, was Tammi’s skin. While Kendra had a natural tan, Tammi’s was obviously fake. Her skin glowed in an unnatural orange tone that immediately caught one’s attention.

Jewely felt a tingle go through her body at this sight. She wanted her skin to look like this.

“Hey, girl!” Kendra greeted Tammi and pointed to Jewely. “This is my friend Jewely.”

“Hey!” Tammi said to Jewely, smiling. “Kendra has told me so much about you; I gotta say, she was right. Your style looks fabulous! I love it! Not everyone can pull this off like you do.” She greeted Jewely with a hug and looked at her with a mischievous smile afterward. “I can tell you know how to start the day off right. We will get along just fine.”

“I’ll leave you two to it then,” Kendra said, leaving Jewely to start her new life as a minimum-wage gas station cashier.

***

Just as Kendra had predicted, Tammi and Jewely got along really well.

They spend their time chatting about the newest reality shows while taking any chance to get a smoke break and a little sip of liquor. Jewely loved the mindless work her job entailed. She fully dove into her new persona as an uneducated woman, only interested in getting paid enough to make it through the month.

She also loved the reactions people had to her. Her style and behavior made them instantly accept her as one of their own, and she received many comments on her extravagant appearance. Jewely mostly enjoyed the various men, starting at her body and trying to flirt with her. She acted oblivious while using any opportunity to show off her plump body to them.

At the end of the day, Jewely was the happiest she had been since she could remember.

As she and Tammi finished their shift and walked out, Jewely decided to ask the question that had been on her mind all day.

“Hey, Tammi, I totally love your tan. It looks so good! Can you tell me how you got it?”

Tammi looked proud and flattered. “You wouldn’t believe it, but this is actually a spray-on tan I got at the beauty salon a few blocks away!”

“No way,” Jewely played along, “you have to tell me where that salon is! I need to get a tan like you going!”

“Well, I happen to have an appointment in an hour. You can join me, and maybe they can work on you right after me.”

“That sounds amazing!” Jewely said and started following Tammi.

She loved how easy life was making it for her to delve deeper into her trashy persona.

***

Two hours later, Jewely left the salon with glowing orange skin, just like Tammi.

Back at home, she couldn’t stop staring at her new complexion. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t considered getting a fake tan earlier. It was the perfect addition to her look.

Kendra visited her for dinner and laughed when she saw Jewely’s newest transformation.

“I knew right away that you would want to look more like Tammi,” she added, “your eyes got huge when you saw her. And somehow, I think you’re still not done with your transformation. I can’t wait to see what comes next.”

Jewely giggled and sipped on her glass. She felt close to complete in her transformation but couldn’t say for sure that her craving for change wouldn’t return.

If she had been honest with herself, she would have acknowledged that the rush of transforming herself was too intense to resist.

And she was getting hopelessly addicted to it.