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"I wish I wasn't a bouncer anymore." "Very well mistress your second wish is granted." You feel yourself get shorter and less muscular and you see your hair grow longer and a tattoo appears on your arm. You also find yourself on a new stage in the bar dancing around a pole. You've become the bar's own stripper. At first you wanna undo this but it feels nice as the girls throw money at you and shout compliments. And almost every night you take home a different girl (or even girls sometimes) and fuck each others brains out. You start to think this isn't such a bad life. Plus you always got one more wish to make it even better.