The Mistress's Night Out Extended preview

The Mistress’s Night Out.

“Are you sure mistress? I could fetch your new maid.”

Ashely narrowed her eyes at Dexter. “While I adore my little Carien, I am not looking to just watch tonight.” She waited as Dexter fitted the bright blue dress onto her body. Ashely loved this dress as there were small slits on the chest to expose her breasts. Considering her clothing was designed to change in size, it was perfect. “I like to have some fun as well. Especially as my husband still hasn’t returned from his business trip.” She sighed. “Oh, it has gotten awfully boring without him or my poor little maid.” She smiled. “So that is why I am going to hit the town. I am going to live it up the way I want.” She snapped her fingers, causing her breasts to swell ever so slightly. “It is going to be so fun.”

“I am sure it will be mistress. But please let me go with you.”

She put her hands on her hips. “Oh, come now. I can’t have you going everywhere with me. How dull that would be.” She crossed her arms and turned away. “No Dex. You need to stay here and handle running the house. We can’t have some random creep sneak in and take my fabulous wardrobe. They can’t handle these wonderful outfits. Oh, the horror of some random person off the street thinking they can use one of my body-altering garments.” She shivered. “No, I will not allow such a thing. So, you must guard the mansion.”

“As you wish, mistress.”

She smiled and walked towards the door. “I will call you when I plan to come home.” She turned her head and winked. “Until then, I wish you the best of luck.” Ashely winked and walked out of the room.

***

About a half hour later, Ashely found herself outside a nightclub. “Well, this seems like a good place to start.” She adjusted her dress before walking towards the entrance, right past the line, despite the others yelling at her.

“Hey, lady. What do you think you are doing?”

“You can’t just cut. Who the hell do you think you are?”

Ashely giggled. “If I told you, that would just be wasting my time.” She smirked as she strode up to the bouncer. “Why hello there.” She ran her fingers along his broad chest. “I am here to dance, and I won’t take no as an answer.”

The young man behind her slammed his foot on the ground. “Get to the back of the line, you bitch.”

The bouncer stared down at her, his blue eyes narrowing from his dark face. “What makes you think you can get in without waiting in line?”

Ashely smiled. “Oh. . .” She ran her hand around his body, wrapping around his back. “I have my ways.” She pulled herself in close. “So, are you going to let me in?”

The bouncer snorted. “Fat chance.”

She giggled. “Well then, I will just have to convince you, won’t I?” She snapped her fingers, causing her body to grow. The bouncer’s eyes widened as she slowly increased in size until her boobs aligned with his face. Then, with a smile, her breasts swelled, ballooning outward and hugging the man’s face. “Oh my.” She giggled. “It appears I have something caught in between my boobs.” She giggled as she felt him fight to get out from between her boobs. “Oh no, you don’t. Not yet.” She pushed him into her cleavage. “You have been a naughty boy.”

The others behind her gasped. “What the hell? How did she do that?”

“I don’t know. But can she increase her butt and sit on me?”

Ashely giggled and turned her head. “Oh my. It seems we have some people who like fun out here.” The man who had spoken up blushed and turned his head. “Don’t worry. We may find each other later tonight.” She turned her attention back to the bouncer. “Ok, I think that is quite enough, dear.” She let him pop out of her cleavage. “Are you willing to reconsider letting me inside?”

The bouncer took deep breaths as he looked at Ashely. “I. . . what in the world? How did you do that?” He held his hand up to his forehead. “I can’t let you in you. . .” She squeezed him in between her breasts once more. “Ughhh.” She let him go once more and giggled as he caught his breath. “Will you stop doing that?”

Ashely smirked. “Only when you let me inside. Besides.” She looked down at his pants. “I think you like it.”

He snorted. “Ughh, fine.” He pointed at the door. “Get in there. Get the fuck in there. I am sick and tired of dealing with you.”

Ashely giggled. “I love you too, darling.” She blew him a kiss. “Enjoy your night.” She snapped her fingers and shrunk back down to her original height while keeping her breast size. As she walked inside, she grabbed and jiggled her boobs. “I think I will keep them this way for a while. It does stretch my outfit a little, but. . .” Ashely moaned. “Who cares.”

She put her hands on her hips as the loud thumping music enveloped her. “Ok. Time to turn this place into my playground.” Ashely smirked as she walked onto the dance floor. “It has been ages since I have danced. “She thrust her hips about. “My husband never takes me out anymore.” She giggled, snapping her finger and swelling her ass. A moment later, her enlarged butt slammed into a nearby lady.

“Hey. Watch where you are going!”

Ashely giggled. “Oh, my bad.”

The lady snorted. “What kind of outfit is that. Don’t you know this is a club? Not some old fashion royal castle.” She laughed. “Who let you in?”

Ashely crossed her arms. “I know where I am. But. . .” She rubbed her hands on her hips. “Wherever I go, I am welcome.”

The lady laughed. “Ya right.”