(I am taking this storyline in another direction than Anzaleth's but feel free to continue to either path)
***Special thanks to solddate for all of his help in writing this chapter
“Now Di, before we can start with your makeup, a manicure, styling your pretty new hair and anything else that will make you your true New U self, I need you to do something for me,” Dee Dee purred, playing with Di’s thick, unkempt, mane of platinum blonde hair.
“Anything! Anything for you, Dee Dee!” Di desperately moaned.
A wicked look came over Dee Dee’s heavily made-up face. She was feeling bold and wanted to know how far she could push Di’s descent into submissive slutdom. “Beg me to be a hot slut.” Dee Dee simply stated, her sculpted eyebrows lowering in a devious glare at the woman that was once Wonder Woman.
Di’s eyes grew wide with realization and she peeled her curvy body off the cushioned chair and she flopped ungracefully down to her knees in front of Dee Dee. She wrapped her arms around Dee Dee’s legs, careful to slide her new mammoth chest up and down them like a stripper pole.
“Hmmm!” Di moaned against Dee Dee’s legs, “Please make me a hot slut, Dee Dee! I want it! I need it so bad!”
The once-proud and mighty Wonder Woman begged the stylist with all her heart, “You can totally make me the hottest slut ever, cos’ you are the hottest slut ever!” Di said, looking up to Dee Dee’s wicked stare and in that moment, a thought sprang to life in the back of Di’s slutified brain.
“Better yet!” Di shouted, lowering her arms from Dee Dee’s legs and leaned back in her kneeling stance with her arms to her side, displaying her new full chest to her sexy hairdresser. “Dee Dee, don’t just make me a hot slut! Teach me! You’ve shown me so much and there so much I wanna learn still! I wanna learn how to suck guys off! Ride them like a whore all night! I wanna learn how to go down on girls and make them moan like the fucking sluts they are! And I wanna learn it all from you, Dee Dee! Please!?!” Di begged, her eyes watering with tears of happiness and her lips spreading in a blissful smile at prospect of her willing degradation. She knew how much Dee Dee was loving watching her submit.
“Please, Dee Dee. Show me how to be a slut!” Di begged, while cupping her tits and began to roughly knead the soft mounds of flesh. She bit her bottom lip before purring, “Make me your slut!”
“Hmmm, MY slut you say?” Dee Dee asked, raising a perfectly waxed eyebrow in interest. Di moaned her confirmation. The thought did genuinely appeal to her.
‘Wonder Woman as my own naughty apprentice and fuck buddy?’ Dee Dee thought, ‘What person on Earth wouldn’t take that opportunity?’
An electric current of pleasure shot to her pussy at the sudden realization that all but Dee Dee still saw Di as the proud and noble Amazon warrior she was before she stepped in the New U Salon. But Dee Dee saw her as something much more now. Di was a corrupted, willing and desperate to learn slut with a chest that would practically make car airbags jealous. The Amazon was happily submitting to Dee Dee, showing off her improved assets as best as she could in hopes of acceptance and Dee Dee wasn’t about to turn down such a proposition without testing the waters first.
“Hmmmm, you’ll have to prove you can keep up with my teaching first, Di.” Dee Dee said and Di’s eyes looked up at the slutty stylist in pure joy.
“Yes! Anything Dee Dee! Anything!” Di cried in joy, tears welling in her eyes and her juices flowing freely from her pussy.
“Then let’s begin.” Dee Dee stated hotly. She then slipped her foot out of her seven-inched heeled pump and pointed to her feet, “Suck my toes, darling, like you would a stud’s cock or a babe’s twat.”