Suzie woke up with a pounding headache and a very pleasant well fucked feeling between her legs. She slipped on a thong and an old t-shirt that hugged her tits closely and went out into her living room area.
"Like hey! Good morning Suzie! Looks like you had a blast last night. That Dave was a hunk!" Michelle said from the kitchen.
Suzie giggled and rubbed her pussy. "Oh yeah! He tore me up good, fucked me doggie style and then I think maybe again but my memory is kinda fuzzy. He taught me about giving blow jobs before getting my brains fucked out so he was a really nice guy."
Michelle giggled and asked for details which Suzie gladly gave. Suzie was really happy when Michelle said "Good. Blow jobs are important. If you don't want to fuck a guy, giving him a blow job will normally be enough to wrap him around your finger. It sounds like you got some great instructions, but tonight when the guys come back I want you to try it again."
Suzie nodded and sipped her coffee. It had a bit of an odd taste and she asked Michelle about it. "Oh, I put in some brandy I found. Not much just a shot, but remember you need to keep a good buzz going to help get dumber."
Suzie nodded and thanked her for being so nice and thoughtful.
The rest of the morning was spent getting the apartment set up. They had to throw away nearly all her old clothes because they simply were not sexy and hot. But they had gotten a nice base wardrobe started and then ordered some more on line. Around noon they went shopping again, and with Michelle's help Suzie got a whole new wardrobe, with shoes and accessories. They had trouble carrying everything back to the car and it took two trips to bring it all in. Then they went and Suzie got her nails and hair done with some red streaks. They had also gotten some more booze, and some cute posters that they hung up.
Suzie was hanging the last poster (17th Street Sound, a cute boy band that Michelle played on her stereo and was now Suzie's fav band) in her new pink rhinestone micro dress with pink leg wraps and rhinestone heels when the doorbell rang. She hopped down and strutted over to the door and opened it.
She found herself staring at Ms. Lisa Jones.
Lisa gaped at her for a moment and then said "Susan! What the hell are you doing dressing like that?"
Suzie was caught off guard and stammered a bit. Lisa grabbed her by the arm and let her inside. When she saw the posters, the booze, the bags of clothes, and Michelle standing there in a micro skirt and halter top with black six inch heels, she turned purple.
"What the FUCK is going on? What are you doing here? What is wrong with Ms. Collins?"
"Suzie's fine, she just was confused is all." Michelle said as she came around the table and took the box of food from a confused looking Ms. Jones. Her hands brushed but she didn't notice anything change about Ms. Jones. Michelle sighed.
"Looks like my fun is ending right when it's really getting fun." She thought as Ms. Jones started to tear into Suzie. Suzie looked ready to cry and Michelle spoke up.
"Hey, don't be so mean. Suzie asked me to help her become cool and fun. So I'm helping, why don't you go bother someone else with your noise."
Ms. Jones rounded on her like a demon. "YOU SHUT UP! What the hell did you do? There is no way Susan would act like this! Did you drug her? That's it! You slipped her a roofie or something and I'm going to have you arrested!"
Ms. Jones jammed a finger into Michelle's chest and she stumbled backwards. Her hand knocked over a bucket of ice and it sloshed on her hand. Ms. Jones was now so mad she was just babbling and she strode forward with a look of absolute murder on her face. Her hands reached out and tried to grab Michelle by her hands.
Michelle jerked her hands back, but Ms. Jones caught her by the wet hand.
Michelle was looking straight at Ms. Jones face when their hands touched and she swore she saw just a little light flash in Ms. Jones' eyes. Ms. Jones froze in place and let her hand drop. Her vicious eyes softened and got a confused look as her features softened. She went from a full on killer bitch to a lost puppy in about two seconds.
Michelle recognized that look, it was exactly like Suzie got after she had touched her with the chemicals yesterday. Michelle smiled evilly at Ms. Jones, and she returned a confused smile.
"You're Lisa." Michelle said.
Lisa blinked and said "I'm Lisa?"
"Yeppers, cool girls like us aren't named Ms. Jones. Lisa is a pretty name for a pretty girl. Pretty girls like me Michelle, and my BFF Suzie, and our new BFF Lisa. You want to be a pretty, popular, cool girl right?" Michelle said as she moved forward and took her by the arm.
"Uh, yes. Yes! Yeah, I want to be a cool girl like you guys. Um, can you help me? I'm kinda confused about what is going on, but I just know YOU are the one to help me!"
Suzie giggled. "Totally Lisa! She like completely helped me! Got me new clothes, new shoes, taught me how to walk and talk and dress and got my nails done and like everything a hottie needs to know! She even got me laid!"