Jill was struggling to bring her daughter up correctly so that she wouldn't repeat her mistake.

Despite this, her daughter was already showing signs of typical teenage rebellion - wearing short skirts, high heels, and experimenting with way too much makeup. Jill told her off exclaiming that she was turning herself into a real slut just waiting to happen.

Jill went shopping and stoped off at a bar on way home. It was not the type of bar she normally went in but all she wanted was a drink.

After a couple of drinks she was joined by a very expensively dressed man who had been sitting across the bar with some slutty looking girls. He bought some drinks for her even though she kept her distance. After buying her a third drink, the expensive man went over and spoke to the barman for a while. Jill finished the third drink and began to feel dizzy. Within minutes she passed out.

Later on she woke up in a dark room and felt naked except for some panties and a bra - neither of which felt like her own. She also had a dull ache in her groin but was too tired to investigate. Within moments she nodded off again.

About an hour later she awoke in same room. This time the ache has died down and had been replaced by her nipples throbbing. She felt her nipples to find out why they ached so much. First she noticed that the bra she wearing hardly covered her tits. When she felt her nipples she found them pierced with thick rings. After recovering from the shock she remembered the slight ache between her thighs. Again she reached down in the darkness. She found that her sensible briefs had been replaced with a really small lace thong - inside of which she discovered she had been shaved. Feeling down further she found that she now had one ring attached to each side of her outer labia and one through her clit.

As she discovered these horrible things the door to her room opened and one of the girls she had seen in the bar walked in and turned on the light. Jill struggled to see in the bright light but could only make out the rough outline of the girl. As her eyesight became clearer, she observed that the girl had bleeched blonde hair that was cut short, whorish makeup, and a spray on shiney lycra dress that reached just below her ass. She also wore black stockings that were held up by suspenders that appeared from beneath her dress and very high heeled black patent shoes with thick buckle up ankle straps.

She walked over to Jill and said that her mame was Sherry and asked how her 'cunt' felt. After some talk about how painful it was and how dare they keep her like this, the girl-slut asked if she would like to have something to eat and if she would she like to watch some tv. Sherry kept refering to her as 'Candy' even though she had told the slut three or four times during the conversation that her name was Jill. She eventually gave up and answered to 'Candy' when Sherry spoke to her......(cont)