Last call at the bar is a moment between worlds, a special time when suddenly average-looking (or worse) patrons suddenly look as ravishing to drunken eyes as, well, Nicki Hunter, Victoria Givens or Flick Shagwell. Too bad the magic wears off when the hangover begins to pound. It's not a nice premise, and it's a little too tried-and-true to be clever, but, just like a sodden night at the pickup joint, the sex still just might be worth it.

Nicki Hunter is the perfect fuck (except for her fake tongue-waggling kissing style). She's gorgeous, she's horny, and she likes it rough. Who could resist when she howls, "Hammer me! I need to be fucked!" Certainly not her co-star. Hunter is completely animalistic throughout, sucking down dick in 69 like she was famished and demanding - and receiving - a pounding. Of course, in the morning, she turns out to be an elderly hag.

In the second vignette, a fat girl is tending bar, but after a few shots, she suddenly begins to look a lot like Flick Shagwell. So much so, in fact, that our bleary-eyed barfly follows her into the backroom and propositions her. Shagwell returns his affections with a lovely, long and enthusiastic blowjob. There's a little doggie action before she lets him in her back door.

An inexperienced college boy cannot resist blonde Victoria Givens and her sultry Southern accent. Back in his dorm room, she delivers a sloppy deep throat session before straddling him and riding to ecstasy. Vigorous anal follows, along with a couple orgasms for Givens. It was all too good to be true - in the morning she turns out to be a supersized gal with pink hair.

Just to prove that the phenomenon of "beer goggles" works both ways, we see Alexis Malone get drunk and pick up a Latin stud. They have an intense tryst, but in the morning, alas, she finds out her stud is actually a balding biker dude missing a finger.