Lauren took her seat on the wooden bench, gazing at the red and yellow tent canopy above her. When Val, her old college buddy, offered to take Lauren out to see a circus act, she could hardly say no, but that didn’t stop her nerves from buzzing a little. There was something in the way Val said “I know you’ll like it,” over the phone that made her suspicious.

Did Val know about her fetish? She tried to be discreet, but she wouldn’t put it past Val to peek at her laptop if ever given the opportunity.

Or maybe it was just a very fun, really popular, adults-only circus show.

“Wait? Adults-only?!” Lauren asked, reading the back of her ticket stub.

“Yeah! What? Did you think I’d take you to a family-friendly trad circus?” Val said, looking suggestively over her sunglasses. She was taller than Lauren with sharp features and shoulder-length hair, but she wasn’t as curvy as Lauren, something that she hoped Val never held against her.

“I know you better.”

“Oh yeah?” Lauren said, chuckling nervously. “Hope you don’t know too much!”

She meant it as a joke, but Val’s elusive glance put butterflies in her stomach.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed and a spotlight circled the tent.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Get ready to laugh and have your mind blown, whether you want it or not! Put your hands together for Miss Titzy, the CLOWN!!”

A drum snared. Nobody was onstage.

“WAIT!!” A shrill voice came from the entrance of the tent. The spotlight darted to a lady clown with bright pink hair, large eyes, and a bulbous red nose. She was wearing a top hat and a ringleader’s jacket with some kind of frilly shirt and braided gold tassels hanging down from her lapels. A frilly pink skirt topped her fishnet-covered legs and brightly colored shoes. The clown bounced up and down on a shiny chrome unicycle, her tits wobbling with every bump under her shirt.

“Just wait! I’ll be there in a sec! I’m coming!!” She rolled down the aisle and onto the stage and then off the opposite wing.

“Wait! Wait! I just need a minute! I’m coming, I’m coming!”

The clown rode, off balance, around the rim of the circular stage, spiraling closer and closer to the center.

“I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming!!” Finally, she rode to the center of the stage, her face flustered and chanting at the top of her lungs.

“I’m cumming! I’m cummng! I’m cumming!! OH!!” The clown landed on her feet, her waist bent with her ass sticking out in the air, the unicycle seat still squeezed between her thighs, her face a mask of pleasure.

“AHhhh.. That’s much better!” Titzy carefully walked forward, revealing a ten-inch silicone dildo attached upright to the seat of the unicycle. “I told you I was cumming!”

The crowd burst into raucous laughter and applause. Lauren watched in shock, hardly believing what she was seeing. She laughed and clapped her hands as loud as she could.

“What?” Titzy winked at the audience. “It is an adult show, after all!”

Lauren turned and punched Val playfully in the arm. “You bitch! Why didn’t you tell me we were going to a raunchy clown show?”

“Because surprises are better!” Val teased. “And just wait until you see the best part!”

Back on stage, Titzy pattered around, teasing her hair and fiddling with the cords on her lapels.

“Oh boy. Where to begin? Where to begin? Well, I’m a clown, aren’t I?” She shrugged her arms wide to the audience. “How ‘bout a joke?”

She cleared her throat, waiting for quiet.

“Why did the slut cross the road?”

She paused.

“…Because her neighbor had more stamina than her husband!”

The audience broke out into cheery laughter. Lauren rolled her eyes, hoping the acts got better than that. Val cackled at the top of her lungs and slapped her knee.

“HAHAHA!!! OH GOD! THAT’S HILARIOUS!! HAHAHA!!”

“Val?” Lauren raised her eyebrow. “It wasn’t that good!”

Val wasn’t the only person who couldn’t stop laughing. Dotted around the audience, several people were holding their sides and completely cracking up on the floor, while the audience around them looked on, vaguely disturbed. Titzy held her hand up to her ear, listening.

“Ah! Music to my ears! If you’re one of the people who thinks I’m so funny, why don’t you join me onstage?”

Val stumbled to her feet, still giggling like a drunken sorority girl. “Hahahaaa!...’scuse me, Lauren..HAHA!! HAHAHA!!” She barreled down the bleachers and hobbled drunkenly to the stage. All over the tent, a dozen people peeled off from the crowd, each of them laughing their heads off.

Lauren noticed a long row of chairs set up, and she watched Val and the rest of the highly amused volunteers take a seat. They pointed and laughed with each other, slapping each other on their backs, like they were enjoying the most uproarious inside joke ever. Titzy winked and held up a large bicycle horn.

“Annnnnnnddd…SHADDUP!!”

HONK! HONK!

All twelve volunteers instantly went quiet, their heads staring forward blankly, like Titzy had a universal remote for their minds.

The crowd stared in silence for a moment and then broke into thunderous applause. Lauren felt her pulse begin to race, her whole body igniting. She understood how Val might have stumbled across her clown fetish, but how did her old friend figure out she also had a serious thing for hypnosis?

Did she know any of that, or was it all a weird, very lucky, and very exciting coincidence? She couldn’t believe this sinfully attractive clown was hypnotizing her best friend right in front of her! She had to be dreaming.

“As you can see, ladies and germs, I have a very loyal fanbase. These lucky ducks have been to my show already and got to see all my tricks up close! Like this pretty girl here!”

Titzy walked over to Val, snapping her fingers in front of her face. Val blinked and shook her head, almost looking concerned, until Titzy held a bright juggling ball, decorated with swirling, colorful spirals, in front of her face.

“What was your name again, dear? I can never keep all you darling fans straight.”

Val’s eyes spun around as Titzy rotated the ball in small circles, raising it above Val’s eyes, making the brunette look up.

“V-Val…” she said.

“Oh, yeah! My Gal Val! What does that name do to you?” Titzy asked with a cocky smile.

“It makes me want to listen to you…” Val replied, dreamily, a lazy grin spreading on her lips. Her eyes were drooping, and her head was wobbling around with the juggling ball.

“Good! And did you listen to me? Did you bring me a new friend for me to play with?”

Lauren gasped. What did that clown just say?

“Yeah…I did…” Val confessed.

“Ooo! What a good girl! I think you’re ready to put on a nose and become my new assistant, don’t you?”

She handed Val a red nose strung with invisible rubber bands.

“Just put on your clown nose for me! And let that silly brain just go poof! So happy and silly!”

“O-okay…” Val finally took her eyes off the juggling ball and reached for her nose, strapping it over her face. Her eyes popped open, and her face lit up with a huge grin, her bright red nose gleaming under the stage lights. She giggled stupidly, wobbling in her seat.

“Okay, Val gal! Tell me who you brought to my fun-fun, funniest show of all time?”

“Dahhh…I…dunno! Vally’s brain is so…so mushy…can’t rememberer…”

“Oh, shoot! That’s right, you don’t have a brain anymore at all!”

“Hehehe! No brain!” Val squealed in delight.

“That’s no problem,” Titzy said, pulling out a giant cartoon gun with an oversized horseshoe magnet attached to the end. “I’ll just use my audience volunteer magnetizer! Let’s just turn the setting to Val’s best friend,” she cranked a knob near the handle, “…and…bingo!”

The gun lit up and the magnet on the end began to spin, making a low wum-wum-wum sound that rattled the bleachers. Titzy swept the gun across the crowd like she was brandishing a metal detector. Lauren could feel her heart dropping into her stomach. That thing was headed for her!

“Not yet…not yet…and what about…here?”

Titzy pointed the magnet gun straight at Lauren. She couldn’t stop her eyes from staring at the spinning magnet, the deep, vibrant hum of the machine drumming into her bones. She knew what was going to happen the instant she saw it. Maybe that’s the only reason it worked at all, but Lauren’s legs lifted her from her seat, and she slowly made her way down to the stage, her gaze never leaving the twirling magnet.

“There she is, ladies and gentlemen! Our first very special guest of the evening. Give her a hand!”

A chorus of applause reached Lauren’s ears. Even though her face was still blank, fixated on the clown’s magnet, she began to blush.

Am I really doing this? I can’t believe I’m doing this!

She helplessly let her body carry her to the stage. On cue, Val jumped up from her seat and held it out for her friend. Lauren sat down, and the clown turned off her stage prop.

“Hello there!” The clown beamed at Lauren. “How are you feeling, sugar?’

“Uh, I’m good!” Lauren said. “But it’s Lauren, not ‘sugar’.”

“And how do you feel about being one of my volunteers tonight, Lauren?” The clown said, a hungry gleam in her eye.

“That depends. You’re not going to make me run away with the circus, are you?” Laurn smirked.

“No! Of course not! I would NEVER do that!” She gave the audience a guilty look, pulling a laugh from the crowd. “No, my darling Lauren. I’m just going to get you nice and relaxed and maybe just ask you to help me out with a few things. Sound good?”

The clown leaned forward and Lauren’s eyes immediately went to the generous swell of Titzy’s bosom covered by the frilly shirt. A surge of heat flowed through her.

“Uh…sure…I guess that sounds fine.”

“Oh, goody!” Titzy giggled. “Now, all I want you to do, Lauren, is to just relax. I’m not going to play any weird tricks on you or anything. I’m not going to lull you into a false sense of security and then pull the rug out from under you. You don’t have to worry about me pulling any kind of funny surprise to knock you off balance and tumble deep down into a sleepy, floaty trance. Nope! All I’m going to do is play around with these tassels.”

Titzy grabbed the two braided cords hanging from the lapels of her jacket. She pulled one and then the other, making one longer and the other shorter before switching. She leaned forward, letting her fingers gently pull up and down in front of Lauren’s eyes. Lauren’s head drifted closer.

“Just watching me fiddle with the cords, up and down, back and forth, and it kinda reminds me of a little song. Something you heard again and again since you were a kid.”

Titzy bounced her shoulders to the beat as she puckered her lips and sang the tune to Pop-Goes-the-Weasel.

“Doo doot, di doot, di doodi-doo doot. Doo doot di doot di dooooo doot. Doo doot, di doot, doo doodi -doo doot…”

Suddenly, Titzy pulled down on both cords. Her shirt flew to the top of her jacket like a Venetian blind, letting two giant, bouncy tits flop straight into Lauren’s face.

“FLOP! Go my tittieess!”

Lauren felt someone, probably Val, push her head forward, crashing her face into the clown’s warm cleavage. Titzy took her weight, letting her head rock between her giant, fleshy funbags. Her eyes slammed shut, and she felt herself tumbling down, down, and farther down into the pillowy cushion of Titzy’s boobs, her mind completely lost in a whirlpool of lust and wonder.

“And down, all the way down, Lauren. Deep in trance. So happy, so sleepy, so sexy…just drifting…no reason to pay attention to what I’m saying…just taking a little nap in Titzy’s Tipsy Titties…

Lauren giggled in her trance. Titzy’s Titties…that sounded funny…Titzy’s Tipsy Titties…

“… and waking back up at the sound of the horn in 3…2…1…”

HONK-KA HONK-KA!

Lauren picked up her head, blinking and disoriented. Titzy was back to wearing her shirt down, over her boobs.

“Feeling okay, Lauren honey?” asked Titzy.

“Yeah…I’m fine…”

“You know what, Lauren dear? I have a little gift for you.” Titzy reached into her prop bag and pulled out a funny-looking box covered on all sides with black and white spirals and a little crank on the side like a jack-in-the-box. Lauren looked at it quizzically before taking it.

“It’s the only gift a clown like me could ever give their loyal fans. The gift of laughter!”

Lauren furrowed her brow, not sure what was particularly funny about the whole thing. Feeling pressured, she grabbed the crank and started turning, marveling as the spirals spun around with the crank. The box chimed out the same tune that was buzzing around Lauren’s head.

“Doo doot di doot, doo doodi-doo doot…”

Lauren felt her eyes getting drawn into the spiral as she kept turning, finally she got to the last note and felt the top of the box spring open. A miniature doll of Titzy jumped out, two enormous silicone boobs bouncing out from her chest.

“FLOP! Go the titties!”

Lauren couldn’t help it. She started bellowing in laughter, heaving out great big belly laughs. Something about the jiggly toy tits, so lewd and ridiculous, just made her want to laugh until she cried. She gasped for air as the laughs kept coming, nearly spilling out of her chair. Finally, Titzy held up her hand.

“Val gal, would you help your friend calm down?”

“Sure thing, Miss Titzy!” Val chimed as she reached her hand around to Lauren’s tits. She found her nipple through the fabric of her shirt and pinched just enough for her friend to feel it. Almost instantly, Lauren stopped laughing and slumped in her chair, her mind washed away by a tidal wave of drowsiness.

“Good job, Val gal!” The clown said. She picked up the jack-in-the-box, stuffed the topless version of herself back inside, and handed it to Val.

“Go take Lauren and her new toy backstage. Get her ready for the big finale, okay, sweetie?”

“Yes, Miss Titzy!” Val said with a bright smile. “Anything you say, Miss Titzy!”

With the jack-in-the-box under her arm, Val led Lauren backstage by the hand. Lauren followed along like a sleepwalker.

“And now for my next volunteer,” Lauren heard Titzy’s voice echoing from the stage. “Give a hand for Ryan here! Say, Ryan, is that a banana in your pocket or are you just horny to see me?”

Val took Lauren behind the stage to a bright pink dressing room. She led her to a folding chair in front of a mirror lined with light bulbs and told her to sit down. Lauren obeyed with half-lidded eyes.

“There you go, honey!” Val said with a garish smile. She placed the jack-in-the-box on the makeup table. “Just sit down and play with your toy while I get you all dolled up.”

“Okay…” Lauren said, dreamily. She cranked the jack-in-the-box, falling for the twirling spirals, until the topless figure of Titzy jumped out, bouncing up and down.

“FLOP! Go the titties!” Lauren giggled, dissolving into a fit of laughter. Val reached down and twisted her nipple. Lauren moaned and settled down while Val began applying white makeup to her face.

“mmm….wh-why are you…helping her?” Lauren mumbled. It felt like her mind was drifting on a cloud of cotton candy, but she still yearned for answers.

“Oh, well, I’d thought it’d be obvious,” Val said, as she studied Lauren’s face, applying the eyeliner. “Miss Titzy hypnotized me, of course! I went to her show last week with my boyfriend, and we both got pulled up on stage. Brad is running the ticket booth right now, but I got chosen to become part of Titzy’s show and to help find more audience members for her.”

“Why…did you choose me…” Lauren said, a little more light coming back into her eyes.

“Mm…mostly because I thought you’d be a sexy volunteer. And I knew you had a thing for clowns since college.”

“But… how did you know about my hypnosis kink?” Lauren asked. Val grabbed her lower jaw, stopping her from talking as she smeared bright red lipstick over her mouth.

“No shit! You have a hypnosis kink?! This must be an absolute dream for you!” Val said, her eyes unnaturally bright.

“Yeah…but you can’t just grab random people and brainwash them to be part of a show that’s just so…so…”

Val’s fingers circled Lauren’s nipples and pinched three times in sequence, making the busty girl gasp in shock.

“So what, Lauren?”

“So HOT!” Lauren said, grinning ear to ear.

“Exactly. Hey, you should play with your toy again!” Val pushed the pornographic jack-in-the-box back down. “I’ll tell you a naughty secret…”

She beckoned Laruen with her finger, calling her to lean close.

“Your toy doesn’t just make you laugh. It makes you horny, too.”

“It does?” Lauren chuckled.

“Ya-huh! Every time you see the titties pop out, you get more and more aroused. Titzy did the same to me! Every time she yelled ‘Tickle Monster!’ I started laughing and laughing until I felt it in my clit. It made me feel soooo gooood, I couldn’t say no to Titzy after that…”

Val placed Lauren’s hand over the handle of the spiraly box and started turning it.

“…just like you won’t be able to,” she said.

While Val fixed up the last of Lauren’s hair and makeup, Lauren amused herself by letting the tits pop out again and again, laughing her ass off, but soon her laughter shifted to moans and sensual giggles as if a ghost hand was tickling her clit.

Val gently pulled off Lauren’s shirt, letting her incredible tits hang out in the cool air. Lauren moaned and went back to cranking her toy, feeling her mind falling down with the spirals, deeper and deeper until…

FLOP! Go the titties!!

Something cool and wet was moving around Lauren’s nipple, like an exotic tongue. Lauren didn’t pay any attention. She had her spirally, titty toy to play with. She watched Titzy’s rack pop out again and felt her hips buck in her chair.

“Oooh! Stay still, sweetie, we’re almost done.” Said Val, concentrating sternly on Lauren’s breasts.

Val switched the cool wet thing to the other nipple, swirling it around and around. With her free hand, Val grabbed Lauren’s fingers and pushed them around the crank of the jack-in-the-box.

“Keep playing,” she whispered.

Lauren cranked the handle. The spirals spun. Titzy’s boobs bounced out.

FLOP! Go the titties!!

Lauren squealed with pleasure. It was like electric sex buzzing straight from her brain to her clit. She smacked the top down and cranked the box again.

FLOP! Go the titties!!

She cranked again.

FLOP! Go the titties!!

Lauren was near delirious with pleasure. Whatever Val was saying was absolutely lost on her. She just wanted to crank her toy and watch the bouncy boobies flash her again and again.

Suddenly, she felt something warm radiating onto her bare breasts, the heat oddly relaxing. She looked down to see Val holding a thin heat lamp a few inches away from her tits. Val winked at her.

“Helps them dry quicker,” she said. Lauren nodded, feeling absolutely no need to ask questions.

Val put down the heat lamp and helped Lauren put on her new outfit. A tiny, pink jacket with the front cut out and replaced by a shirt cover with the same braided cords hanging from her jacket as Titzy’s. It almost felt like there was a metal frame around the shirt resting under her bust. She didn’t ask questions, though. She trusted Val, and she was too deep in a horny stupor to resist. Val fitted her with a rainbow skirt over skin-tight turquoise leggings, and finally completed the outfit with an oversized pair of star-spangled shoes.

Lastly, Val strapped a gleaming red nose over Lauren, its bright, shiny surface tempting her eyes to cross.

Val sat Lauren up and took the jack-in-the-box away from her. She held the box up to Lauren’s face and pressed a small lever on the bottom designed to keep the box from opening. Cranking the handle, the spirals twirled endlessly.

“The more you watch, the deeper you go…” Val droned, half mesmerized by the spinning box herself. “The deeper you go, the hornier you get….the hornier you are, the more you want to listen to Miss Titzy…You will do anything she says…”

“Yes…”

Lauren followed the box, nose first, as Val led her out of the dressing room. She had to go slow and allow the rookie clown some time to get used to her shoes. Lauren wobbled on her feet, her gaze captivated by the spirals, feeling herself getting hornier and hornier with every step, her mind completely high on pleasure.

The duo made their way back to the stage where Titzy continued her act.

“And give a hand to Juicy Jessie for bringing her fiancée and his brother to our show tonight, and isn’t she just overjoyed to have her hands on both of them?”

In the center stage sat two men facing each other on stage chairs, naked from the waist down, with their hands cuffed behind their backs. In between them was a beautiful, slender woman with dark skin and frizzy hair, working each of the men’s cocks in either hand. She was completely naked except for a circle of clown makeup and a bright red nose.

The men were panting from Jessie’s attention, but their eyes were riveted to a small donut ornament dangling from Titzy’s fingers as she stood just upstage.

“Eyes on the donut, boys…Just focus on my tasty donut…so yummy…think about what you’d do with that donut…”

A simultaneous thrust of each of the men’s hips drew a laugh from the audience.

“That’s right…you’d like to fill that donut with cream…feel my loyal assistant squeeze and slather those cocks as you think about creaming my pretty donut…”

The men were grunting now, humping Jessie’s hands in the same rhythm.

“I think Juicy Jessie’s gonna get her first cream pie in the face! See? I told you it was a clown show! Ready boys? So excited to cream the donut in…”

A drumroll started and the crowd joined in counting.

“5…4…3…2…1!”

Titzy snapped her fingers in front of the men’s eyes rapidly.

“Cream! Cream it! Creaming right now! Creaming hard!”

The brothers broke and gushed buckets of cum over Juicy Jessie’s face. She lapped up every drop, smiling like she was at the most luxurious spa.

“Good job! Give them a hand, folks!”

The audience applauded as two blonde clowns showed up and undid the men’s handcuffs. They led the hypnotized trio away to get cleaned up.

“Oh hi, Val Gal!” Titzy turned to Val and Lauren as they climbed onto the stage. “I was getting worried about you! How’s Loopy Lauren doing?”

Lauren was still staring, mesmerized at the cube lined with spirals, waiting anxiously for Titzy’s tits to flop out and rock her with pleasure. Her eyes were crossed, and her tongue was practically hanging out of her open, smiling mouth.

“I think she’s ready for action, Miss Titzy!” said Val.

“Good! So, go over and take five, hun. You earned it!” Titzy said, giving Val a smack on her toned ass. “You can take Lauren’s toy to keep you entertained while you wait, kay?”

Val giggled an “ok!” and took a seat on the far side of the stage, trapped by the endless melody and pool of spirals.

“Now, Miss Loopy Lauren. That is your real name, isn’t it?”

Lauren smiled.

“Yes. Whatever Miss Titzy says…”

“Good girl,” Titzy said, sauntering up to Lauren and looking her over like she was a prize pet. “She really did a number on you, didn’t she?”

“Yes, Miss Titzy, whatever you say!” Lauren felt like her clit was lighting up like a lightbulb every time she agreed with Miss Titzy.

“Good…” The clown took Lauren’s hands in hers and guided them to the cord hanging from her pink jacket. “Then you’ll know what to do when the time is right, yes?”

“Yes…” Lauren said, a seed of excitement growing inside her.

“Yippee!! And I’m sure my wonderful audience all remembers how I dropped Loopy Lauren the first time! How I sang a silly song, flashed her my big bouncy titties, and she just went out like a light, right?"

“RIGHT!” came an enthusiastic response from the audience.

“Okay, all together now!”

The whole crowd chanted along with Titzy as she waved her hands like an orchestra conductor.

“Doo di-doot, Di doo-di-doo-doot!”

Lauren felt it coming, the growing ball of pleasure and excitement welling up inside her. She fiddled anxiously with her cords.

“Doo doot di doot di dooo doot!”

Lauren was breathing heavy, feeling her tits growing extra sensitive. Her clit was a hair trigger’s touch away from cumming.

“Doo doot di doot di dootdidoot-doot!”

Lauren pulled down on her cords hard without thinking. He amazing tits burst into view, fluorescent spials painted on her nipples flashing and pulsing in the stage lights.

FLOP! Go the titties!!

Her pussy went nova, and she came hard, moaning and screaming at the top of her lungs, shaking her chest up and down. She drowned in pleasure as hundreds of strangers gazed at her heavy breasts bouncing and trembling. Titzy laughed like a supervillain and yelled commands at the crowd.

“Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Everyone’s in deep sleep! Dropping down for the pretty titties! Deeper and deeper titnotized! Titzy-notized! Sleeeeeeeep!”

Like a great rolling wave of slumber, the audience passed out in their seats, their heads drooping on top of their neighbors. Lauren recovered from her mind-shattering orgasm and gazed out into the deeply hypnotized crowd, all hopelessly entranced and at the mercy of Miss Titzy. Lauren’s jaw dropped.

Did she really do that with her tits?

Before she could come to terms with the idea, Titzy spun Lauren around, her hands fiddling with the cords on her ringleader’s jacket.

“Time to go nighty night again!” the clown said before yanking on the cords and letting her tits pop free. The second Lauran laid eyes on them, she tumbled back down into sleep.

The lights eventually came up and the audience erupted into thunderous applause. Titzy and her lovely array of clown assistants took a deep bow. Each member of the audience would only remember a raucous show and that they had to bring back all their grown-up friends next time.

Titzy waited for the last patron to leave before turning back to Val and Lauren, both still in clown makeup and staring blankly ahead with two big grins on their faces.

“That was most spectacular, ladies. Val Gal, you were very helpful as always.”

“Thank you, Miss Titzy!” Val droned.

“And you, Miss Loopy Lauren! You were so very good tonight! Dropping a whole tent full of people with those wonderful titties of yours. How did that feel?”

“Mmmm…sexy, Miss Titzy…” Lauren cooed.

“I’ll bet! You have a very powerful pair of tits, Lauren.”

“Thank you, Miss Titzy,” Lauren said, blushing.

Titzy yanked on her cords, and her massive clown tits dropped into view.

“But not as powerful as mine, right?”

“N-no…Miss Titzy…” Lauren’s eyes were glued to Titzy’s tits. She swung them back and forth, enticingly.

“You love helping me…you want to be my assistant…you will come here every night and hypnotize people for me with your tits…I own your tits and I own you…and it makes you feel so, sooooo, good!”

Titzy booped Lauren’s nose. She swooned, almost overcome with another orgasm.

“Y-yes, Miss Titzy! I want to be your assistant! I want to work for you and hypnotize people with my tits every night!”

“Mmm…Glad we agree!” Titzy said, patting Lauren on the head. She looked at her two hot assistants and beckoned them backstage.

“Well, come on then, ladies. If you liked the show, you’re going to love the after party!”