Lacey dropped into an alley just outside one of the darker buildings in town.
"Ow, my head," Lacey moaned.
She got up and looked around. A dumpster was on the right wall, a door on the left, and the exit of the alley in front of her.
A whistle sounded from behind her.
"Dawg, if you aren't the prettiest thing in the world," a koopa said looking Lacey over.
'Why is he looking at me like that?' She thought 'I'm human, he shouldn't have any physical attraction to me at all!'
It was then that she looked at her clothes. Her skin was yellow, and she had scales. Her shirt wasn't a shirt anymore, it was a bikini top.
She had shorts that came WAY below her belly button. She didn't have a shell on.
'This is NOT good," Lacey thought.
"Come here sweet thing!" The koopa smiled as he walked closer to her.
Lacey turned around and ran straight into a large koopa.
"Pretty," he grunted.
Lacey turned around to face the other koopa.
"Come here handsome," She cooed.
Lacey walked over to him and just as they were about kiss, Lacey kicked him in the groin.
He screeched and fell over.
"You hurt the boss!" The large koopa bellowed as he charged at Lacey.
Lacey stepped to the side right as the large koopa dove for her.
The koopa landed on 'the boss'. Lacey took this opportunity to run.
She dashed across the street and into a clothing store.
Meanwhile Stacey had problems of her own to deal with.
In the dressing room of a strip club.
"Jenny!" A beautiful 19 year old koopa yelled
"Ow my head," Stacey moaned.
"Jenny! Get your outfit on!" the koopa yelled as she flung a pair of shorts and a shirt with a star
cut in the upper middle part of it.
"What's this for?" Stacey asked
"Put it on and come out on the stage with me!" the koopa yelled
"Why would I wear this? It's got a hole in it!" Stacey protested as she got up
"Look ,Jenny, you wanted to be someone in town. You have to start somewhere!" The koopa insisted as she pulled
Stacey's shirt off and put the shirt with the hole on her. Stacey then realized that she wasn't a human.
Her chest was yellow and scaly.
"Here, put this thong on," the koopa murmured as she went through some drawers in the dresser near the door.
"Just this?" Stacey asked "And you want me to go out on stage?"
"No, the shorts too," The koopa answered as she searched frantically over in another dresser.
"Why do I have to go out on stage dressed like this! My mom would kill me! They'll see everything!" Stacey screamed
"That's the point," the koopa said looking at her blandly.
Stacey looked at the outfit in the mirror. The shorts were way to low, the hole in the shirt showed all her cleavage and a little bit
of her breasts.
"I'm not going out dressed like this," Stacey insisted as she walked out the door.
"You know what dad will do if you don't bring any money to help with the rent!" The koopa yelled
"I don't care, I'm not going out on the stage dressed like this!" Stacey yelled
Stacey turned and went through a door she thought was the exit.
She went through it and found herself on the stage.
'Oh snap,' she thought as all the koopas in the crowd started whistling and throwing coins on the stage.
Stacey just ran off the stage. The koopa who had given her the outfit she was wearing grabbed all the coins that were being tossed on the stage.
Stacey finally found the exit and ran out to an alley. She walked until she found the street. Stacey looked around , suddenly
she saw a female koopa run across the street and into the nearest clothing store.
'I wonder who that was...' Stacey thought as she walked into the store.
'Well, I do need to get into something more modest.'
The koopa she had seen was tearing 90 to nothing through all the racks.
Finally the girl stopped in front of the dressing room with a blue T-Shirt, pair of blue jeans, and a pair of white tennis shoes.
Stacey grabbed a pink shirt, some purple tennis shoes and a pair of blue jeans and walked over to the dressing rooms.
Before she could enter though, the girl shoved in front of her and took the stall she was about to walk in.
"Gosh, you must be in some hurry," Stacey asked the girl as the door slammed shut.
"Yeah, I'm running away from some guy who wants to rape me," the girl explained.
The girl paused a second before peeking over the door.
"Stacey?" She asked
"Lacey?" Stacey asked
Lacey hurriedly put all the clothes on and opened the door.
"Oh, Thank you God, I found someone I know!" Lacey sobbed
Stacey looked at her weird before asking, "There's a guy who wants to rape you?"
Lacey wiped the tears from her eyes as she looked at Stacey, "Yeah, when I woke up, I was in this alley wearing these skimpy clothes!
Then this crazy koopa saw me, so I kicked him and ran away!"
"That's not as bad as my landing!" Stacey some what laughed as she walked into the dressing room stall.
"Do tell, Stacey," Lacey said .
"I landed in the dressing room of a strip club," Stacey answered.
"I don't think I want to know, do I?" Lacey asked
"Nope, I'll spare you the details," Stacey said.
Stacey got changed and then they paid for their clothes and left.