It was a typical Saturday night for Nora, she was wandering around town looking for the next rube to swindle. Most of her marks tonight had been on point, but she was starting to slump. “God, I’d take anything fun to do at this point,” she huffed as she rounded a street corner. As she turned the corner, she saw something unexpected. A local club she had passed from time to time was absolutely popping off tonight, way more than usual. The line was practically wrapped around the building, the crowd being suppressed by a noticeably beefy bouncer blocking the door. “Damn… Hey, what’s going on in the club tonight?” Nora asked a random person in line.



“Dunno, heard something about a costume party? They’re handing them out at the front door, and I heard they’re supposed to be wild,” the guy responded as he checked his phone.



“Nice, sounds like my kind of party,” Nora said, a sly grin crossing her face. Though a frown quickly replaced it as she looked back at the line. “This line however, isn’t my jam. Good thing I have a backstage pass wherever I go!” She said, skipping off around the back of the building. It didn’t take her long to find an employee-only door, pick the lock, and sneak her way inside the club. While she didn’t know where she was going, all she really had to do was follow the music to the main club area. As she was about to enter the club proper, her eyes caught a purple jumpsuit with a matching purple jacket and accessories hanging on the wall. “Hmm, that guy did say something about costumes. Guess it’ll have to do,” she said, slipping into a nearby closet.



Nora stripped out of her jean shorts and loose red shirt, taking off her necklace and hat while leaving only her socks on. She unzipped the back and slipped her legs into the lower part of the jumpsuit. As she slid her legs in, she noticed that the jumpsuit stretched a little to fit her legs through but snapped back to hug her curves. “Damn, this isn’t half bad,” She said while looking back at her ass. She put on the expensive-looking boots that came with the costume and secured the rest of the outfit. It was a little loose in the chest area, which was made worse when Nora noticed she couldn’t really wear her bra with the outfit. “Welp, looks like the girls are going free tonight, guess I’ll just keep it tight with the belt,” she said, tightening the belt and cinching her waist.



Nora put on the finishing touches with the jacket and slipped on her necklace again. She put on a few of the accessories, namely the golden earrings and the headband that straightened her hair. Nora stepped out of the closet and noticed a mirror in the hallway, striking a pose in front of it. “Damn, I look like a million bucks! Let’s go fleece some guys for drinks!” She said, slipping into the club.



As she left, a worried looking employee rounded the corner. “Just get rid of the costume like the boss asked. It doesn’t matter that his daughter asked for it again, we barely got her back to normal as it was…” the employee muttered to himself. His eyes widened when he saw the open hook. “...oh shit… I’m so fired!” He said, starting to freak out. “...but if no one knows its missing… and his daughter doesn’t have it… am I really in trouble? Alright! Tell no one it is!” He reasoned with himself, turning and walking away.



The club was loud, packed, and bouncing, just the way Nora liked it. It took her a little bit to figure out how to walk properly in her new attire, her not being used to the clothes hugging her tightly or the slight heels that her fur boots had come with. Soon, she was walking as if she had done this a thousand times before, swaying her hips and flicking her hair, drawing attention from guys and girls all across the club. She eyed up a couple different guys, noting how many of them weren’t paying attention to their wallets and other valuables. “This is gonna be a total score! I should start-” Nora thought to herself before someone accidentally bumped into her. “Watch where you’re going you dumbass!” She shouted loudly with a scowl on her face. The crowd around her looked a little stunned by how loud she was, and Nora was too. “Sorry, that was, like, a little more harsh than I meant to be.”



The guy she bumped into laughed, “No worries my main dudette! We’re all just playin’ our parts tonight!” He said before dancing back out onto the dance floor.



Nora was a little confused at what just happened, and also what that guy was wearing. He was way too calm for a club environment like this and he was dressed like a hippie. She was surprised that the bouncers let him in dressed like that. “Guess he premedicated before getting in here,” She muttered to herself. Nora looked around and found some people staring back before sheepishly looking away from her gaze. “Damn, that put everyone on edge. I should grab a drink while I wait for the heat to die down.” Nora said. As she walked off, she thought her costume felt a bit tighter than it had been before and that her chest was bouncing a little more than usual but she quickly dismissed it as her just being too focused on all the gazes on her.



Nora sauntered up to the bar and sat on a barstool, “Damn, these cushions are nice. Barkeep, get me a drink please.” She shouted.



A bartender walked over and eyed her up and down. “Wristband?” He asked curtly.



Nora’s face dropped for a millisecond, she didn’t have a wristband which if she said she didn’t would tip the guy off that she snuck in here. “Like, a total jackass took it from me while I was changing into my costume. I don’t wanna pay for another one with those scam ass prices they’re charging us.”



The bartender rolled his eyes, pausing for a millisecond on Nora’s chest. “Look lady, no wristband means no alcohol. No exceptions.” He said, starting to walk away to a more crowded portion of the bar.



Nora groaned, why couldn’t this guy just be cool?! “Look man, I need some booze and I need it now. If I flash you my tits, can you just give me a shot of fireball?”



The bartender stared at Nora for a second, “Let me cop a feel and I’ll make it a double.”



“Deal!” Nora said, never one to turn down free booze. With surprising grace, she flipped down her top and let the girls spill out. To her surprise, her C cup breasts were not what spilled out onto the bartop. Instead, her chest had grown to perky FF cup breasts which were perfectly round and barely sagging at all. She was too busy realizing her tits were way bigger to stop the bartender reaching out and grabbing her tits with his rugged hands.



“Damn, the costume gave you implants, those things are wild.” He said, squeezing the firm breasts. He didn’t grope for long before washing his hands. “I’ll be back with your double shot in a minute,” he said, walking away.



Nora slowly reached up to her own tits, grasping them at the base and feeling the implants that had somehow found their way into her body. “Holy shit, this is what that guy outside meant… This costume’s the tits! Literally!” Nora squeeled, flipping her top back up. Her green necklace now laying perfectly on top of her perky tits. The bartender slid a shot her way, which Nora slammed down with ease. “Let’s go see what else these girls can do!”



Nora sauntered back out onto the dance floor, now armed with liquid courage and knowing what she had to show off. Each step she took evolved from a simple step to one that commanded attention, a very opposite reaction to her original plan of laying low. She scanned the crowd for hunk to fuck… fuck over and take his money. “That was like, weird… Why did I think that?” Nora questioned herself. She brushed the lingering thought off and went back to searching for a rube to rob. She eventually settled on a nerdy-looking dude. He wasn’t that built, he looked perpetually nervous, and didn’t seem to be on anyone’s radar—a perfect target to make some quick cash. Nora sauntered over towards the nerd, quickly catching his attention and keeping it with her looks. She stopped in front of him and gave him a good look up and down. “Hey stud, see anything you like? Cuz I’m definitely liking you~” She opened.



The nerd looked around for a second before realizing that she was talking to him. “O-oh! I-i dunno if like is the right word b-but I do think you look really p-pretty,” He said meekly, a stutter forming on the tip of his tongue.



Nora laughed; it was super fake, but he didn’t seem to notice. She got closer, rubbing herself on his arm. “I’m starting to get bored out here, not a lot out here to keep me entertained~”



The nerd started sweating profusely. “I-i get what you mean, I’m not much of a dancer,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.



Nora smirked as she linked her arm around his. She looked across the club and saw an unisex bathroom nearby that someone had just come out of. “Wanna have some real fun~?” She asked, putting a lot of insinuation on fun. The nerd gulped audibly before nodding. Nora quickly whisked him off the wall and into the single-person bathroom, locking the door behind her. She turned around and started kissing the nerd on the lips, her hands running all over the nerd. He seemed to return the favor, kissing back as best as he could while exploring Nora’s body. While his rub down was purely out of lust, Nora’s was searching him for her prize. She eventually found what she was looking for, his wallet. She broke off the kiss and spun around, blinding him with her hair for a second while she slipped his wallet down her cleavage. She tried to reach around and get her zipper, but her hair blocked her hand as it had suddenly had way more volume than before. “Can you get my zipper?” She asked.



The nerd did as she asked, zipping down the jumpsuit to reveal more of Nora’s supple skin. “Oh wow…” was all he could muster.



Nora slipped the jumpsuit down a little, letting her ass out while keeping her top hiding his wallet on. She started grinding her ass on the nerd’s crotch. “We gotta be quick about this, slip in the back door and we can get started~” She said, feeling pretty turned on, surprisingly.



There was a loud noise behind her indicating that the nerd had unzipped his pants, and soon she could feel the tip of his cock teasing her asshole. “S-should I start slow?”



“No! Be rough! Just jam it in there! They call it a quickie for OOOH!” Nora began to say when the nerd started plowing her. She gasped over and over as her tight walls were suddenly split apart by something massive! She could barely think straight as her walls closed and opened again and again. She hooked her head back to see the surprise of a lifetime, the nerd was packing a total anaconda! She could've sworn it was a foot long, it certainly felt like it, and it was as girthy as a soda can, it was no wonder she was being stretched out like this! Her mind was swimming with lust as he seemed to pick up speed, losing track of what she was doing. “God damn~ I don’t have the ass for this, I need a bigger one just to take you~~!” She moaned out, leaning against the sink for support.



As if it heard her, Nora’s ass seemed to push back against the nerd’s crotch, growing bigger and more firm as implants seemed to form in her ass just like her tits.



“Holy shit… this is so hot…” The nerd said, gripping Nora’s fat ass with vigor.



Though something had shifted for Nora, now that her ass was fatter, her walls didn’t clench as much as they were clenching. Now the nerd’s anaconda felt more like a normal cock, and it really wasn’t doing it for her. Nora sighed as she locked eyes with herself in the bathroom mirror, checking her makeup idly as the nerd finished up his business.



It didn’t take much longer for the nerd to really grab her ass as he nutted inside her. He sat back on the toilet, breathing heavily as he handed a strip of toilet paper to her. “S-sorry, I should’ve s-said something,” he said with his stutter returning.



“Hmm? Oh yeah, like no biggie. It’s a safe day or whatever,” Nora said with boredom, wiping up the mess before zipping her costume back up and readjusting the belt for her newfound thickness. “Thanks for nothing loser, god what a nerd. Why don’t you learn how to make a girl cum before blowing your load,” She said, leaving the bathroom.



Nora stepped back out onto the dance floor, but it looked… different now. Instead of seeing potential targets and easy marks, Nora just saw losers who were obviously beneath her. One girl caught her attention near the back of the club, going up a flight of stairs. “Damn that must be the VIP area, that’s where I… can find more people to swindle,” Nora said, shaking her head. It was like a fog had clouded her mind for a second. Was she getting too into character? She only made it out with that guy's wallet; she totally could have gotten his watch too. “Maybe I should leave? Ditch this stupid idea before I get…” She started to mutter to herself when her eyes caught a man in a gold suit with money falling out go up the stairs. “...one more guy couldn’t hurt~”



Nora made her way over to the stairs when a giant bouncer blocked the stairwell. “Name, please?”



“It’s Nora, should be on there,” Nora said bluntly, using her real name before she could realize her mistake.



The guard quickly scanned his list. “Nope, no Nora on the list.”



“Excuse me? Look at me, do I look like I belong down here with all these normies?” Nora asked, aghast that she wasn’t on the list… for some reason.



“Look lady, I don’t really care. You’re not on the list, so you ain’t goin up there.” He said, folding his arms.



Nora grumbled and puffed up her cheeks before getting an idea. Her hand started teasing her top, tugging on it lightly. “Maybe I can show you some identification~” She asked, giving the bouncer a sultry look. The tinted frames of the bouncer’s sunglasses glared back at Nora, showing no signs of temptation. Nora grumbled and reached down into her cleavage, plucking the cash out from the wallet still trapped in her tits. She flashed the bouncer a hefty wad of cash, “This good enough for you?” She asked.



The bouncer stared for a moment before taking the money and stepping to the side, “Sorry, hard to read the list with these shades on.”



“That’s what I thought,” Nora smirked, stomping up the stairs. She laughed as she ascended before slowly realizing how much money she just gave up. “What the fuck was I thinking?! I just blew so much cash to get up here!” Nora groaned. “What is wrong with me?! Why do I care so much about this party?! I gotta find that rich guy, get some cash off of him, and get the hell out of dodge.” Nora finished climbing the steps to the loft VIP section. She saw much more comfortable chairs, more expensive booze at the bars, and people much more her style. “Gotta find that guy… though maybe a drink first…” She said, being swayed towards the bar.



As she got closer to the bar, she heard someone start talking on her right. “Oh my god girl, you look gorgeous!” Nora turned to see a girl sitting at the railing, watching over the crowd below her.



“I know right?! Finally, someone worth talking to!” Nora said, abandoning her quest for the bar. “None of those losers down there deserved me!”



“Absolutely! With a rockin bod like that, and perfect hair, you should be up here!” The girl flattered her. “What products do you use, I’m dying to get my hair like that.”



“Oh, this? It’s natural. I barely have to take care of it!” Nora said, whipping her hair around and laughing.



The girl laughed with her before something caught her eye. “That jumpsuit looks cute, I was gonna wear one as my costume tonight, but Daddy said it didn’t fit me,” she said.



“Pfft, who does he think he is? Just give us money and shut up! And if it makes you feel better, it just found it tonight and I make it look damn good.”



The girl’s smile slowly faded as she seemed to put the pieces together. “You bitch! You’re the one who stole my costume from the fitting room!” She shouted, drawing the attention of all the people around her.



Nora scoffed and stood up. “Umm, bitch, this outfit was literally sitting out for anyone to take, don’t be jealous that you don’t have any curves to show off without it.”



“Oh yeah? Why don’t I get Daddy to just make sure of that?” The girl shouted, getting up in Nora’s face.



“Oh no, your daddy? What’s he gonna do, throw money at his daughter? Maybe I’ll show him what some real fun is while his bitch of a daughter runs home crying?” Nora shouted back, mimicking crying with her hands.



“No, Daddy owns the club so he’s gonna check the security tapes to see you stealing my costume!”



A horrible feeling sank in Nora’s gut as a hand clasped her shoulder. She turned to find the man in the golden suit standing behind her. “Amanda sweetie, what’s wrong?”



“This skank is the one who stole my costume! I want her kicked out, and I want her out of that costume immediately!” Amanda shouted, stomping her feet.



The club owner looked at Nora before sighing, “Amanda darling, I told you that costume was making you act crazy, not like yourself. I told those idiots to get rid of it, but it must have made it back into the pile for tonight’s party. I can’t kick her out for getting a costume at a costume party.”



Nora let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, maybe everything would be fine and she could go back to partying. “There she is! There’s the girl who stole my wallet!” She heard someone shout across the balcony.



Standing there was the nerd with two bouncers, pointing directly at Nora. Nora felt the owner’s grip tighten as the bouncers walked over. “Hold still miss,” they said, starting to pat down her body.



“Hey! No touching the merchandise! Get your hands off me, you fucking pigs!” She shouted, jostling around so much that a wallet escaped her chest and fell flat on the floor.



The balcony went silent as the owner pushed Nora into the arms of the bouncers. “Get her out of here,” he said bluntly as his daughter started yelling at him.



The doors outside swung open as Nora was thrown to the street. “You fucking pieces of shit!!! I don’t need this stupid club anyway!! I’ll find a better club!” She shouted, earning looks of pity from the crowd. She got up and brushed off her jumpsuit. “Just wait until Daddy hears about this!” Nora muttered. She reached into her pockets and rushed around for a second, finding nothing. “Damn it, I must have left my wallet at home, I told Daddy I needed a new bag!” Nora’s eyes flittered around until she saw a jewelry store offering cash for necklaces and other accessories.



Nora looked down at her chest and saw her old necklace, the only thing that didn’t come with the costume. “Like, this thing is so gaudy and I don’t even remember where I got it,” Nora said, walking across the street to the jewelry store. The bell on the door rang above her as she approached the gentleman behind the counter. “How much for this old family heirloom?” She said with no sentiment in her voice.



The jeweler looked at it for a second before saying, “Fifty bucks.”



“Hundred-fifty,”



“Hundred”



“Sold,” Nora said, quickly ripping the bill from the man’s hand. Nora stepped outside and waved down a cab.



“Where to, miss?” The cab driver asked.



“Redfield Mansion, other side of town,” Nora said, checking herself in the mirror on the back of the seat as the cab drove off.