While some of the women at the table had changed slightly between night one to night two, Olivia looked like a whole new woman. She took her seat at the table wearing a brief, long-sleeve mini dress with a plunging neckline and which the hem of her skirt came to mid-thigh. She also wore what had to be at least four-inch heeled stylish pumps. Her face was just as glamorously made up as Ororo and Pepper’s, but, like Ororo before her, it was Olivia’s hair that drew everyone’s attention. When Storm had left Olvia earlier that day at Salon La Bliss, she had been halfway through dying her hair, and the white-haired beauty now saw that it had been a complete success. Olivia’s hair was now a healthy golden blonde, and furthermore, it was stylied in the same elaborate updo as the rest of the female BLISS employees. The new glossy blonde tresses had first been slicked back, the better to showcase Olivia's pretty face, even as the rest of her hair sat atop her head in dressed-up curls. It was definitely a head-turning style, and Ororo wondered how long it had to take to create such a breathtaking look. And yet it wasn’t just Olivia’s dress, hair and makeup that drew everyone’s attention away from Ororo. The night before Olivia had seemed every bit the tired, overworked, world-weary med student, but she had somehow been rejuvenated. Olivia practically radiate a new-found confidence and energy as she sat in her seat waiting for the dinner to start.
“Um, yes, of course, Olivia” Ororo murmured, responding to Olivia’s question. She looked long and hard at the caramel-skinned beauty before her. The mutant woman had looked forward to everyone seeing her new look at dinner tonight, and she never expected for Olivia to steal her thunder. Still, Olivia stared at her, waiting for her fellow Salon La Bliss patron to add to what she said. Ororo smiled politely and added, “You look very nice.”
“As do you, Ororo!” Olivia cooed out, batting her extra-long eyelashes at Ororo.
“You look very nice?” Mia called out in disbelief, “She’s a complete and total babe! See, Sophie. What have I been telling you? You bookworms can be total hotties if you put in a little effort!”
Olivia flashed a wide smile and thanked Mia for her compliment.
Still, the feelings of jealousy for Olivia were consuming Storm, and she looked down at her own dress and then to Oliva’s mini-dress. Her dress was sexy, but in a classy way, Ororo told herself. Olivia’s, on the other hand, was so in-your-face. Finally, Ororo called out, “Where did you get that dress?”
“Oh this little thing?” Olivia murmured, looking down at herself, “I borrowed it from a new friend I met today. I just love it! Nothing like I would have worn before, that’s for sure!”
“Tell us about your time at Salon La Bliss!” Mia called out, “That hair is amazing!”
Ororo could only look on as the newly-minted blonde med student stole her thunder. Olivia turned to the rest of the group at the table and declared excitedly, “I don’t know what it was, but this morning I had this desire for a makeover. And wouldn’t you know it, but much to my surprise and delight, Ororo here had the same idea!”
Storm listened to Olivia go on and on about how they had met before going into Salon La Bliss, and how the two of them had been so happy to see one another. Ororo thought back to it, and it had been true. She had been happy to see Olivia, but she never in a hundred years would have expected the med student to look like this! Her happiness and contentment from earlier that day had been replaced with intense vanity and a growing jealousy for Olivia, and Ororo pouted her purple-painted lips as the newly-minted blonde went on and on.
“So when I was having my hair styled by my drop-dead gorgeous stylist, Lina, when Lina had the most amazing suggestion.” Olivia pointed a perfectly-manicured fingernail at Ororo and gushed, “Ororo has already heard this. Don’t you just love her new hair?” She flashed another wide, beaming smile at Ororo, and the mutant woman instinctively smiled back, absently adjusting her cleavage as she did so.
“Anyway Lina suggested that there is a clinic aboard the ship and that I should maybe go tell the doctor in charge that I am a medical student and that I could maybe job shadow him or at least be shown around,” Olivia excited continued, “And you’re never going to guess what happened? He said I could intern for him every day for a few hours each day. That it would be great experience. Isn’t that just so amazing?”
“My friend, Yuri, who I met today at the pool party. Her mother is visiting the clinic tonight,” Kitty blurted out.
“Speaking of the clinic and the women aboard the ship, are the nurses just as...you know,” Sophie asked, furrowing her brow and looking over to Mia for support. She made a vague gesture towards her own chest.
“Voluptuous? Bossomy?” Mia asked, finishing her friend’s question. Sophie’s face went red at Mia’s suggestion and the party girl just shrugged.
“It isn’t like I was looking at them that way,” Olivia said, “But...I have to admit that they are kind of...even more augmented than everyone else. And they have the tightest outfits I’ve seen on nurses… It’s kind of funny that they choose to wear such nursing uniforms instead of the usual scrubs now that I think about it.”
All of the other women pondered what the med student was saying. Given how over-proportioned all of the female crew they had seen were, they couldn’t help but wonder what the nurses had to be like if they were somehow more augmented.
“Wait,” Kitty said, her glassy eyes clearing for a second. It was as if the fog in her mind was lifting. She turned and looked at Pepper and stammered, “Pepper...weren’t you, um, supposed to talk with that Max guy about the women on the ship? Women like these nurses and Rainbow Bright?”
“Rainbow who?” Pepper asked, confused at the reference.
“Rainbow Bright!” Kitty exclaimed. “She was this super hottie I saw at a party! I don’t know her name but her hair was all different colors and with beads and a super tight outfit!”
“...Okay,” Pepper furrowed her brow, and decided that she was going to ignore Kitty. The mutant was acting really out of it, and not like the brilliant Kitty Pryde she had heard so much about. Looking back to the others at the table, the redhead saw that all of the other women were now looking at the CEO with a keen interest. Licking her glossy lips, Pepper curled them into a smile as she began to explain.
“I met with Max this morning and while I wasn’t as supportive as I should have been at first, everything has been made very clear to me regarding the women that are under him. Everything is totally fine. It’s perfect in fact. After all, BLISS is life!” she announced, flashing a knowing smile, “Isn’t that right, ladies?”
“BLISS is life,” Ororo, Kitty, Olivia, Ruth Mia and Sophie all sighed out in rapturous delight.
Each and every one of the ladies at the table felt a rush of pleasure surge through them. Biting their lips, they all fought the urge to debauchery moan out, even as their bodies blatantly shuddered in delight. Kitty was the sole exception; her willpower by the far the most eroded from her day’s activities. Thrusting her chest out, Kitty openly moaned out her lustful pleasure, one hand shamelessly groping her perky chest, the other buried between her legs.
Pepper felt the echo of her fellow women’s pleasure, but she stared in shock around the table, until her panicked gaze fell upon Kitty.
“Kitty,” she whispered urgently. “What the hell are you...”
“Mistress?” came a breathy, cheerful voice and Pepper looked up to see one of Max’s full-figured women carrying a tray of champagne flutes filled to the brim with the bubbly liquid. “Champagne, Mistress? On the house, courtesy of Max. At BLISS, we are here to serve you.”
Pepper smiled up at the woman, and automatically reached for a glass. She wondered briefly what she had been thinking about, but found that it didn’t matter. Looking up, Pepper addressed the sexy thing carrying the tray of beverages, “Thank you, dear.” Downing the entire glass, she waved it almost dismissively in the direction of the others, “For the table as well. And give me a top up.”
The woman nodded solemnly, “Of course, Mistress.”
Pepper smiled when her glass was finally refilled. Honestly, the server had been far too slow. She’d have to spank some sense into the woman later. The redhead regarded all of the lovely women at the table and the raised her glass and spoke in a firm tone, “Quiet, ladies. Kitty, eyes up. We’re having a toast.”
The women at the table seemed to snap out of their collective stupor, and they all looked in Pepper’s direction. Seeing the women look at her with such respect caused her grin to grow even larger, and the redhead absently rubbed her thighs together, not even caring if the others saw what she was doing.
Finally, she declared, “To BLISS!”
“To BLISS!” they all repeated happily.
Pepper turned and looked over to the head table and found that Max was staring directly at her. He had an approving look on his face, and he held up his own drink in a silent toast for how she handled her table. Pepper flashed her own proud smile and held up her champagne flute. In that single moment, Pepper Potts felt the most ‘complete’ she had ever felt before in her life. The mantra ‘BLISS is life’ played in her head, and tickled her brain like it was the keys of a grand piano. She gave Max a wink and then knocked back the contents of her champagne flute in a single swallow.