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Archive name: hurleyh.txt (M+/F, mc, celeb-prost)
Authors name: Anynom (Anon-address)
Story title : Hurley The Hooker

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Hurley The Hooker (M+/F, mc, celeb-prost)
by Anynom (Anon-address)

***

Beautiful Elizabeth Hurley would never do anything 
remotely like this story describes. She is a talented and 
unique individual that the rest of us mere mortals can 
only fantasize about. My thanks to my friend Mesmer Eyes 
for his suggestions. Enjoy.

***

You'd think that after making the most publicly 
embarrassing and personally damaging mistake of your 
life, you'd never even entertain the notion of thinking 
of doing it again. But Hugh Grant couldn't help it. His 
mind was filled with the idea of seeing a hooker. It 
wasn't a moral idea and it certainly wasn't a bright one, 
but it still filled Hugh's thoughts every now and then.

Hugh was aware that the idea of being with any woman 
besides Elizabeth Hurley seemed crazy. He loved 
Elizabeth, he truly did, but he just hankered now and 
then for something a little different. Great as Liz was, 
there were some things she just wouldn't do, things that 
Hugh really wanted to try out. So, he wanted a little 
variety, a simple one-night stand.

Naturally, the first time he tried he got caught and 
crucified by the media. It had taken a long while for Liz 
to get over that, but their relationship had survived and 
progressed. But Hugh still couldn't get over the urge for 
something different, if only he couldn't get caught. 
Then, it hit him.

The answer was so simple, Hugh couldn't believe he hadn't 
thought of it before. If he couldn't go out with a 
different woman who was a hooker, why couldn't he make a 
hooker out of the woman he had?

Even for a man of means such as himself, it hadn't been 
easy for Hugh to find the right people who could give him 
what he needed. CD's laced with subliminal messages to 
make someone prey to suggestion just couldn't be picked 
up at the local record shop.

But a man in London had come through for him, giving him 
exactly what he wanted. A few days of listening to the 
messages laced inside the various CD's and Liz would be 
open to pretty much anything, given how Hugh approached 
her. The designer of the CD promised Hugh results or his 
money back, a good bargain in the actor's opinion.

He had planned things out perfectly. He and Elizabeth had 
gone to a resort for a holiday, Hugh making sure she 
listened to the CD's on the car ride there. He also had 
them playing on the stereo system set inside their room. 
Liz found the music a soothing background, unaware of how 
it was dulling down her will and making her open to 
suggestion. The two had spent a few days taking a break 
from their respective careers and getting closer together 
before Hugh finally decided to make his move.

They had just made love and were lying together in bed, 
Liz cuddling against him. Hugh had just put in the last 
CD, the one that encouraged Liz to sleep and open her 
subconscious mind, leaving her ready for his implanted 
suggestions. "Liz, can you hear me?"

"Yeah," Liz whispered, her firm breasts steadily rising 
and falling with each breath as her sleep began to slip 
into a trance.

"Liz, I'm going to tell you some things. You won't 
remember them when you wake up, but you will still obey 
them, do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Liz, when you wake up tomorrow morning, you won't 
remember this. You won't remember anything I am about to 
tell you consciously, but subconsciously you'll remember 
it all. Now, you will go through tomorrow just like 
normal, as if nothing is different. However, at exactly 
six o'clock, you will come back to the room. You will 
have the overwhelming desire to return to the room. There 
will be an outfit waiting on the bed and you will put the 
outfit on. The moment you do, you will no longer be 
Elizabeth. You will Lizzie."

"Lizzie?" Elizabeth's face frowned slightly as she tried 
to process this information.

"Yes, Lizzie. It will be a role, Elizabeth, a role that 
you will act to the fullest. You will do whatever you 
have to do to make this role believable, Elizabeth. You 
will act out this role to the fullest, you will be 
Lizzie. You will be Lizzie."

"Lizzie," Elizabeth sighed.

"Now, Elizabeth, do you want to know what Lizzie is?"

"Yes...."

"Lizzie is a hooker, Elizabeth. She is a slutty hooker. 
She wants nothing more than to pick up men and have wild, 
hot sex with them and get paid for it. Lizzie loves sex. 
Lizzie loves sucking cock, Lizzie loves taking a cock up 
her ass, she loves being a slut, she will do anything for 
a man, anything he asks her to, anything at all."

"Anything...." Elizabeth nodded, her mind accepting the 
suggestions of her boyfriend.

"Yes. Now, Elizabeth, at six o'clock tomorrow, you will 
come back to this room. There will be an outfit waiting 
for you. When you put the outfit on, you will become 
Lizzie. You will do your hair and makeup like Lizzie 
would, all slutty and sexy. Make yourself look as sexy as 
possible, Elizabeth, sexy as possible. Just like Lizzie 
would."

"Like Lizzie...."

"You will come down to the bar as soon as you are ready, 
Lizzie. You will go to the bar and order yourself a drink 
and wait. You will ignore any man who comes up and talks 
to you. You will ignore them all until one of them 
introduces himself as Huey. When he does, you will 
immediately want to sleep with this man. You will want 
hot sex with this man as soon as possible, Elizabeth. You 
will go to his room with him and do anything he wants and 
you'll love every minute of it. When the man leaves, you 
will come back to this room. You will take the outfit off 
and go to bed. When you awaken, you will not remember 
being Lizzie or anything that happened the night before. 
Do you understand all of that?"

"Yes..." Elizabeth whispered. 

"Then sleep and remember nothing in your conscious mind," 
Hugh       said. As Elizabeth fell into sleep, Hugh 
smiled at the wild night he was in for tomorrow.

The conversation in the bar was quieter than usual. Every 
man in the bar couldn't help but stare at the woman 
sitting on a stool, sipping at her drink. There was no 
blaming them. She was gorgeous, her long black hair done 
up in a bun with a mane falling to her neck.

She wore a tight fitting black leather outfit that pushed 
her breasts up with a nice shot of cleavage. Her outfit 
ended at her thighs, leaving a large patch of shapely leg 
visible before moving into a pair of large boots. She 
appeared to have dosed up on the eyeliner and makeup, 
giving her a "come and get it" appearance that couldn't 
help but draw stares.

So far, a few men had gathered their courage enough to 
try and talk to her but all had been shot down. Instead, 
they all watched as she picked a cherry off from behind 
the bar and brought it to her lips. The way she let her 
tongue drag along it before swallowing it let everyone 
know she was aware of the stares and was enjoying the 
attention. She glanced up at the dark-haired man who came 
up to her. "So, another wannabe contestant," she murmured 
in her British accent. "What's your line, buddy?"

"Truth to tell, I've never been good at them," the man 
shrugged, a nervous expression on his face. "My name's 
Huey." 

"Really?" The woman raised an eyebrow, a wicked 
expression coming on her face. "I'm Lizzie. So, wanna go 
upstairs?"

"Um, ah, okay," Huey said. In a daze, he let Lizzie lead 
him off, barely noticing how every man in the bar was 
looking at him in disgusted envy.
Huey hurriedly unlocked his door and walked in, his mind 
buzzing with the idea of being with this woman. Lizzie 
followed, her stride slow and sure, taking her time. 

"Um, it's not really much, but I hope it'll be good," 
Huey said, looking about. He turned around and felt his 
jaw drop as he saw Lizzie unzip her outfit and shrug it 
off. She was naked underneath and enjoyed seeing the look 
on his face as she bent down, wiggling her ass in the air 
as she undid her boots and pulled them off.

"I like to get started fast," Lizzie said as she came up 
to Huey. She took him in her arms and gave him a kiss 
that electrified his entire body.

"Well, I can't argue with that," Huey said as he broke 
away. He quickly undressed and he and Lizzie fell on the 
bed, kissing each other hard as they rolled about. Lizzie 
came up on top, grinning wickedly. "You know how I like 
it?" 

"I'm dying to know," Huey said, his cock hard and ready. 
He grinned as he saw Lizzie fall to her hands and knees, 
her ass facing him. "Can you handle it?"

"I'll do my best," Huey said as he moved forward, his 
cock sliding into the tight passage before him. He 
gripped Lizzie's ass cheeks as he started to take her 
from behind, his rod sliding in and out of her clit, his 
hands pinching her ass as he thrust himself in and out of 
her. Lizzie moaned, her black hair undone, the mane 
flowing down her back as she accepted Huey's penis inside 
of her, his thrusts becoming harder as he got into this, 
Lizzie's cries of joy becoming louder with each slam of 
his meat into her behind. He finally blew his load into 
her from behind, the bed shaking underneath their orgasm.

Huey collapsed on the bed, spent. Lizzie, however, wasn't 
even close to slowing down and she moved down to his 
crotch. She took his cock in his hands and began to suck 
on it. Huey moaned as her mouth ran up and down his 
shaft, her tongue tickling the tip of his penis.

She maneuvered herself so she could grab at her tits as 
she sucked him off, pinching her tight nipples and 
caressing her full breasts. As he felt himself build, 
Huey could only thank his luck as Lizzie only felt 
unbelievable pleasure with every move of her tongue, her 
mind capable only of sex and nothing else that mattered 
came close.

Huey entered the bar, a goofy grin on his face. He slid 
over to a table where a group of men were waiting, all 
with matching grins with some envy mixed in. 

"Damn, mate, I can't believe you did that!" one man said.

"How was she?" Another asked.

"Fucking incredible," Huey Longbottom said, shaking his 
head. 

"Damn, that girl was better in bed than she looked."

"That's saying something," another of his friends said 
nodding. "Say, did anyone else think she looked a lot 
like that Liz Hurley babe?"

"I didn't notice," Huey said, who also didn't notice the 
curly-haired man sitting at the next table who spit out 
his drink. "I was a little too busy to pay attention."

"Close as you'll get to the real thing, mate," one of 
Huey's friends pointed out.

"Maybe, but it was a ride," Huey said. "And worth twice 
what I left her."

As the men laughed, none of them noticed Hugh running 
across the lobby and heading towards the elevators, his 
mind reflecting on two things: One, that the best laid 
plans often went awry and two, what goes around really 
does come around.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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