Joy and Her Friends Ch. 07

The doctor said that he would run another bone marrow test, some x-rays, and one more MRI scan first thing in the morning. He would make the final decision then.

I finally agreed.

That night, I slept the best and totally pain free, then I had in a very long time, thanks to Uncle Jerry's kiss. Yes, I know. I couldn't tell anyone, because who would believe me. People would think I was nuts.

Tuesday morning came. The nurses wouldn't let me eat because of the MRI test. I wondered why. It was my head they were going to check, not my stomach, but if it would get me out of here any faster, then so be it.

I was building my plan that would get that wonderfully feeling, sexy member I felt, while I was sitting on Uncle Jerry's lap, this past Sunday, into my grasp. How much of a grasp would depend on how good my seduction could be.

Don't get me wrong, what I was planning scared and thrilled me at the same time, because I had never thought of this before, before reading a romance novel. In the novel, the girl, a stripper, trapped her lover where she worked, and basically raped him, and actually, I was planning almost the same thing on Jerry.

I knew the owner of the Bar & Grill, Ralph, where Jerry ate every Wednesday. I had talked to him a few weeks ago regarding the stage where musical bands were no longer playing. So I gave him the idea about putting a stripper pole on the stage and a few private alcoves nearby. I got Dad to help fund the renovation, using the idea that Uncle Jerry ate there and he would see girls and maybe get interested in female companionship again. I just didn't tell Ralph or Dad that I was the girl I wanted Jerry to find, and get interested in.

Now, if I can get out of here today, everything would go according to my plan because Ralph said that if he could get the workers to work around the clock, everything would be ready for today's opening.

Ralph only really wanted to know about getting customers in, and improving his financial bottom line. He loved my idea about replacing the failed band lineup with strippers and he said he even knew a few strippers that said they would help out, and Ralph didn't know it yet, but I was going to be one of them. I had studied dance in school and I thought I knew I could pull it off.

You think of a lot of things when you're waiting for the MRI to finish, and my plans were what I was thinking of. The plan started as more of a gut feeling that screamed at me to make sure I carried his next child. My brain kept asking how, and if he still could get it up and give me enough seaman to do the job. The how, I would have to be disguised as a stripper, Uncle Jerry's personal lap dancer. So, I guess it is one miracle at a time.

Mom and Dad arrived while I was in the MRI machine. They went with me, back to my room. Dad asked the doctor, "How soon will we know the results?"

The doctor said, "In a few days." He was upset about the answer. Dad and the doctor left together. I think Dad wanted sooner results because I saw him reach into his pocket and give something to the doctor. Knowing Dad, he was bribing the doctor for much sooner results.

Dad came back into the room, and saw that we ladies were giving him a disapproving look. He said, "I just gave the doctor an incentive to get the results a lot sooner. Maybe we'll be out of here before lunch time."

He smiled and I just shook my head in disbelief as Mom looked at him and said, "Really dear?" Expecting no real answer.

We all talked for a while, Dad about his business and wanting to take Mom on an around the world trip, combining business and vacation. Mom was overjoyed about it, jumping up and down, while hugging and kissing Dad.

Before I had a chance to tell them to get their own room, Mom stopped and looked at me, then to Dad and was about to say something when the doctor came in and said, "Get out of here. You're released."

Dad looked stunned and said, "She what?"

The doctor continued with, "Between all the exams, tests, and the MRI, that we took between yesterday and this morning, she is in perfect health. The bone cancer is gone, her heart is completely healed, even the old broken arm, no sign of even a break, even the scar on her arm is gone."

I was shocked, so much so that I looked at my arm, and the scar where five years ago a bone was sticking out, was gone. I was thinking so clearly for the first time and was so happy, so giddy that I must have sounded like a little crazy girl as I was laughing with joy. I jumped out of bed and felt the best I have ever felt.

My plan was kicking into high gear. I said, "Dad, Doctor, Out, unless you want to see me naked. Mom, clothes?"

The men left while Mom pointed, and said, "In the closet."

I told Mom, "Good, because I have an early dinner date with Uncle Jerry in about a half hour at Ralph's Bar and Grill."

As I was getting dressed, I noticed that my baggy clothes were a little tight, and my bra, well, let's just say that I couldn't fasten it. Even the 'A' cup size looked like it wouldn't cover what was looking like a B or C size now. I think my chest was growing. I put the bra in the trash when Mom wasn't looking, and said nothing. I knew my Jerry loved boobs, and mine looked big on my slim body.

Dad came in while I was putting my shoes on, and said, "I overheard about your dinner date. That works out and it answers the question I was going to ask you. Your mother and I are scheduled to leave tomorrow on that trip I was telling you about and I want you to stay with Jerry while we're gone, or at least have him check in on you."

Luck was running my way. I said, "Ok. So, I have my dinner with him later today, I'll go home with him. He still has a dresser full of my clothes when he took care of me on your vacation trip last year. Do you think I grew too much for them to still fit me? And some spending money incase things don't fit me?"

Dad laughed and said, "If they don't, just tell Jerry to take it from his business access account and earmark your name on it. But do take it easy on him because rumor has it that Monday one of the workers saw that he now has a house keeper."

After Dad said that Uncle Jerry had a house keeper, I got jealous and didn't hear a word he said after that. That is until I realized that a house keeper's duties like the one we had was to cook and clean the house. I calmed down and heard Dad ask, "Ok?"

I said, "Ok. Depending on how she looks, I might just stop being jealous of her, and make a new friend." That was as close to saying that I wanted Uncle Jerry, wanted him so badly that I wanted to carry his babies.

I was happy because events were working together again. I knew I had a good chance of getting him in me, and soon.

I then added, "Dad, could you drop me off at the Bar and Grill? Uncle Jerry and I talked earlier. I was going to meet him there for an early dinner in about an hour. My dress-up clothes are already there." I didn't dare tell my parents what kind of dress-up clothes I had there, which was a little less than a skimpy string bikini.

Dad said, "It is a shorter distance to Ralph's then it is to Jerry's place or home, Ok. You ready? And will you be ok?"

I said, "Yes and yes. Doctor? Where do I sign to finish getting out of here?"

He giggled and said, "Follow me to the nurses' station. The paperwork should be there and ready about now."

Sure enough, it was. I signed and so did Dad. He had to because I was still on his medical insurance.

Mom and Dad dropped me off at Ralph's Bar and Grill and gave me hugs and kisses saying that it was a good idea to do this now in case I didn't get home tonight.

As I went in, I saw the hostess and told her that Jerry was coming in and to put him in the center private booth, and to let him know that me, his dinner guest was already here and just getting ready and to have someone let me know when he is here. She said Ok and I went to the dressing room.

There were two other girls getting ready when I came in. One of the girls said, "Ok I'm up first, you, the new girl, you're up after me. Sherri, you're third and one more to come, Kelly, and she is last. Ok everyone?"

I had tried on my outfit and the string bikini bottom was ok, well sort of. When I bought it and tried it on, there had been about a foot of string on both sides hanging loose, now there was only about three inches. The bra strings didn't go around me anymore. Out loud I said, "Ok. I got a problem. Any help? My top won't fit anymore!"

Sherri was the first to respond with, "I've got something that will work." I quickly turned around and the thought that my breasts getting bigger, hit me with a big effect. I realized that they were some place between a C and D cup size. All my mind thought was 'Good.' Because I could attract Uncle Jerry better. My mind should have been screaming about my size change, but I was too calm, too single minded, too fixed on my sweet Jerry to care. It just meant that I had a better chance to surprise him.

I looked at Sherri. She had in each hand what looked like suction cups, one in each hand, and tassels attached to each. She said, "Pasties, they glue over each nipple."

I clapped my hands and like a little girl said, "Goodie."

I knew something was wrong with me because I would never sound like a little kid. My mind was changing as fast as my body, and I couldn't stop it. I wasn't even sure that I wanted to, because my body looked the best and healthiest it ever has. My mind knew and understood so much more, but my attitude became much simpler and more focused.

The more I thought about the change, the hornier for Jerry I got. So much so, that my pussy was leaking. I could feel a damp trail down the inside of both my legs.

I was almost ready. My outfit was simple, a black micro bikini bottom which wasn't much more than a string that held a patch of cloth that covered only my very wet pussy, two black suction cups glued over my nipples with four inch gold tassels hanging from each nipple point, a gold chain connecting to each nipple points, and black high heel boots that came up to just under my knees.

I knew I was changing because when I got the boots, they came over my knees, and now they were six inches shorter. They were the only pair in town I could get and I had expected to wear several pair of heavy socks. They were a size twelve and I was a size nine. Now, they were a snug fit with no socks. I was getting taller.

Someone knocked on the door and yelled, "First up." The first girl that gave us the lineup left to go on stage.

The last girl arrived before the door closed, looked at me and said, "You Sapphire? Your guest is here. I saw him. I don't normally do older men but there's just something about him, sweet smelling. If you don't do him, I will."

Sherri filled her in on the order. Then to me she said, "Guest? New girl has an older man guest? Your sugar daddy? Kelly, if new girl don't ride the saddle, and he looks tasty, I just might. Or better yet, how many of us do you think he could survive?"

Just then someone knocked on the door and said, "Number two in three minutes."

I looked at myself in the mirror, I was taller, and a well figured woman with a full lion mane of hair that went just below my shoulders. My cute face was the same, but the rest of my body I didn't recognize as mine. No longer was I the skinny flat chested girl I remember from last week, but in her place was this tall, lusty, busty, sex hungry looking Amazonian woman.

I was thinking two thoughts now. One, I was going to be taller than my sweet sexy uncle, and two, I needed a mask so I could surprise him. I found one, tan, that covered the nose, cheeks, and forehead.

I said, "I can do this. Uncle doesn't have a chance."

Sherri said, "Kelly, did you hear that? Her Uncle!"

Kelly replied, "Uncle? I wonder if the horn on his saddle works and how big it is."

I said nothing as I left, but I thought, 'He is mine. Tonight I dine twice. Food for my tummy, and food for my itchy wet pussy.'

I got to the stage just as the first girl got off and went to sit on the lap of one of the guys at the bar. I saw Jerry sitting right where I wanted him, where no one off stage could see him, and he was sipping his red sweet wine. He saw me, smiled

I told the DJ to play a few songs that I knew I could dance to.

I guess this was dancing. My dance instructor said it was a stripper dance which was little more than pretending that the pole was a man and to wiggle around it, pretending that it was my man and I wanted to get him horny for me. I did the dance and after a few minutes, saw that his baggy pants were starting to move. My pussy was getting even wetter with the thought that I was having the effect on him that I wanted.

*End Sapphire Wednesday

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