Velma put the lamp back in her purse as the pair went to the front desk.  As Daphne rang the bell an old Asian woman walked out from the office behind the desk and smiled.

“Hello there,” the woman greeted the pair, “What can I do for you today?”

“We need two rooms for tonight, tomorrow and check out on Sunday,” Daphne said pulling out a credit card, “Also we have a dog, will that be a problem?”

“No dear,” the woman smiled, “Not at all.  Can I see an ID?”

Daphne pulled out her ID and handed it to the woman.  The woman worked on a computer for a minute then frowned.

“If you will excuse me a moment,” the woman said, “Jess, can you be a dear and come out?”

“Sure nanna,” a half black half Asian young woman came out from the back office.

“I just need to scan these,” the older woman said something to Jess in Vietnamese but Velma didn’t catch what she said exactly.

Velma and Daphne looked at the younger staff member, and she did the same.  Velma noticed the black and pink leather wrist band, a search of her new knowledge as a dominatrix revealed that the emblem represented “Leather Girl,” and the pink and purple one on the other wrist was for “Lipstick Lesbian.”  That matched with the pink blouse, black miniskirt and light makeup.

“Are you two a couple?” Jess asked.

“Uhm,” Velma said.

“Yes,” Daphne said quietly, “For a while now.”

“I envy you,” Jess said, “When I was your age, there wasn’t many girls around here that were into girls much less a girl like me.  College, introduced me to a wide new world.  Are you two bi or lipsticks?”

“Ah,” Velma said.

“We are exploring,” Daphne said, “Together.”

“Well trust me, being Bi is better,” Jess said, “Keeps your options open.  And I can say some girls I have met tell me having a boy and a girl slave makes sure their beds are always ready for sexy time.”

“Thanks,” Velma said as an idea popped into her head.

“So what are you up here for?” Jess asked changing subjects.

“We are going to do some boating,” Daphne said, “We were told about some interesting islands off shore.”

“Yeah,” Jess said, “Be careful of Castle island.  Some weird stuff has been happening out there.  People have reported seeing dead soldiers in the fort.”

The old woman returned, with papers in hand and a smile on her face.

“Here you go,” the woman smiled, “Will there be anything else?”

“How do you get to a boat launch from here?” Velma asked.

“Go down this road, “The woman pulled out a paper map of town, “At the light, take a left and go three blocks and turn right to the parking lot and beach area.  It has a boat ramp.  Town charges small fee for using it and parking if you are not a resident.”

“Thanks,” Daphne said.

The old lady handed them two keys and smiled.  Daphne took them and turned to Velma.  The Velma took the one labeled 109 and Daphne held onto the one labeled 108.  The pair made their way into the hotel and down to the rooms.  The two rooms were across the hall from each other.  Velma went to the door of 109 and looked at it.  Rather than a door handle, there was a key hole.  Velma inserted the key and turned it, the door opened as if she had turned the door handle.  

“I have a pair of queen sized beds in here,” Daphne called.

“Same here,” Velma said.  

Velma stepped in and looked around, it was nice, white walls, clean, new sheets, small heater/AC unit by the window.  Velma looked at the TV, not new, but no more than five years old.  She thought for a second about what Jess had said.  Be bisexual, have male and female sex slaves?  She didn’t think she could top Daphne, after all she being a domme was Daphne’s wish and she had tapped on to it.  Velma looked in the bathroom, there was a coffee maker next to the sink and a stack of coffee making things in the bin in between the sink and the coffee maker.  Velma sighed.  She made her way over to the window on the far side of the room.  She pulled back the blinds and was greeted with a view of the back of a SUV.  Velma frowned.  In her head she noted this was the parking lot.  A knock at the door got her attention.  

“Hay I say we take that room,” Daphne pointed behind her as Velma opened the door, “It has an awesome view over the ocean!”

“Better than this one,” Velma said, “It has a view of a chevy.”

“Give me the key to this one,” Daphne said kissing Velma, “I’ll give it to the boys and get them to bring in our bags.”

“Ok, I want the other key,” Velma said, “I need to use the bathroom.”

Velma took the key to 108 and went into the other hotel room.  Velma put her purse on the counter of the bathroom and looked in the mirror for minute.  With a huff, Velma continued to think of the possibly perverted magic lamp.  She needed some way of testing the thing.  Velma took out the lamp and her phone.

“I wish I had a billion dollars in my bank account,” Velma said holding the lamp and then checked her bank account on her phone, “No extra money in my bank account.  I wish I had a porn star body to be sexy for Daphne!”

At first nothing happened, so Velma put the lamp back in her purse and put her hands on her waist…  And her waist was now much narrower!  Velma pulled her big turtle neck sweater and looked at her narrow washboard abs.  Her tits were just as big, if not bigger and her ass was awesome.  She had her porn star body alright!  So the lamp only granted sexually themed wishes.  Velma undid her skirt and pulled them down along with her panties and sat on the toilet.  As she answered natures call, she thought about what the young woman had told her.  She heard some noise from the hall, Daphne barking orders at Shaggy, Scooby and Fred laughing.  An idea hit Velma, as soon as she finished she cleaned herself and went to the lamp.  She had wishes to make!