Mallory’s eyes widened in excitement as she and Melissa passed a dive bar. “Oh! Oh! Oh! Stop there! There! Let’s get some drinks!”
“There?” Melissa scrunched her nose up, “That place look so seedy! Why don’t we had to Scarpucci’s it’s so much more upscale!”
“No way! This place is low class, like me,” Mallory smirked and shimmied her breasts. “You don’t have to come with,” she cracked her gum, “I’ll go alone. I just want to have a few drinks in this new body of mine.”
“No,” Melissa relented, “I’ll go with you.” She parked the car and the two made their way to the bar, with Melissa dragging her ass and Mallory shaking her ass. Inside the bar was a s bad as Melissa thought it would be, everything was dark and dank, there were few customers and they were all men and barflies. The bartender was a heavyset woman who smoked as she poured drinks and “cleaned” the glasses. It looked like the type of place where sitting down could get you a case of tetanus. Melissa looked her nose up in disgust.
Mallory loved it.
She cozied up to the bar and ordered the biggest domestic beer she could and immediately guzzled it down before requesting another one. One of the barflies cocked an eyebrow at her. “Like what you see?” she smirked. He turned back t his drink. “Too bad. I did.”
“Mal, you can’t be serious,” Melissa hissed in her ear. “That guy is totes gross.”
“Ha!” Mallory laughed a she adjusted her knockers. “Mel, don’t you get it?”
“Get what?”
“Get that I’m totally trailer trash now!” Mallory cracked her gum loudly. “I don’t know what changed me, but I’m not your brother anymore, I’m your sister and I’ve slowly been changing to a trailer trash queen since I woke up. Physically,” she shook her tits, “and mentally,” she tapped her head with a talon like nail. “All the stuff we used to think of as low class totally turns me on now! I like a working class fella! I like a man who’s dirty from a hard day’s work! I LOVE a beer gut!” he then patted her own cute gut. “I want a big impressive one of my own!” She owned her beer and signaled for another.
“And you’re fine with this?” Melissa asked aghast at what her new sister had just told her. “You’re fine with being trailer trash?”
“Oh yeah,” Mallory nodded her head vigorously. She then kicked a stool up next to the barfly she considered the sexiest and plopped her big ass down on it. She began to rub his back while smiling at her sister. “Oh yeah!” She then leaned over and whisper in the man’s ear, making him sit up straight and look at her with a side eye. “All of it,”she giggled as her disbelieving sister backed out of the dive bar’s front door.
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