Another night on stage

Mary walked out, legs unsteady as she faced what she had to do. She tried not to look down at the audience, tried not to look at Billy and the rest of her siblings transformed and sitting far too close to the stage, but it was hard to miss them.

The music blared in the background. She did her best to move with the rhythm; at least this time she was more prepared for what awaited her, and maybe she could distract herself by dancing. She'd known she'd need to take off her clothes, she'd known people would see...

Just not in front of her siblings. She blushed furiously, turning around so she didn't have to face them, just barely swaying.

If she bent over, the skirt lifted up over the backs of her thighs, far too short. She felt air brush the bottom of her ass, knowing that she'd need to show off more than that.

The manager was watching her from the back of the stage. He scowled. Apparently she'd delayed long enough.

Ok, this would be utterly humiliating, easily the worst moment of her life, but then it would be over. No one could know, she could bring home more money to help her siblings, and no one would ever know. Mary took a deep, shaky breath.

She tried to keep swaying as she slowly lifted her dress up, revealing the panties beneath, tightly hugging her ass, still showing off enough to make her blush. Making sure she kept her back to the audience, too afraid to make eye contact even with her mask on, she kept moving, the bottom of her dress going higher and higher, inching up her lower back.

She winced when she couldn't delay any more. The manager made an impatient gesture offstage, where only she could see, and Mary swallowed and lifted the dress up and over her head, taking it off.

She'd gotten through this before, she kept repeating that in her head. Just get it over with.

"Wow, she's hot," Freddy's voice carried over the thrum of the music. Mary blushed even more, her cheeks feeling like they were on fire.

The manager gestured for her to turn around. She stared back pleadingly; he looked resolutely at her.

Nervously crossing her arms, Mary did as she was told, unable to help whimpering as she took in the sight of all the people that could see her. She trembled, boobs hidden behind tightly crossed arms, but cleavage and a hint of a jiggle still visible.

She was standing in front of her foster siblings in nothing but the stripper-suitable mask and the skimpiest pair of panties she owned. Mary whimpered; Freddy hollered.

"Is it just be, or does she look like..." she read Billy's lips, and she had to swallow.

No way, this couldn't be happening, she wasn't going to be reocgnised like this. Mary stepped away, still swaying on the stage, near-naked body there for all to see.

She yelped at the first dollar bill slipped into her panties, almost forgetting that was part of the routine. Right, money to help her family, that was why she was here. Focus on that.

She did her best to dance despite her embarrassment, crouching lower so she could at least look at the stage, trying to forget everything else. She felt the thin strip of fabric hug her ass even more tightly.

And then she lost her balance. Mary yelped, scrabbling to catch herself with her hands, blushing at the holler that went up; to do so she'd needed to balance herself on all-fours, meaning her boobs were no longer hidden.

She made the mistake of looking up, and confirming that, yes, Billy, Freddy, Eugene and Darla had just seen her bare boobs. Nervously she hurried back to her feet, trying to cover them with her arms again, knowing the damage had been done.

And then she got a tip from Billy. She whimpered. That was Billy's hand, far, far too close to her pussy; she trembled taking a nervous step back, and glanced backstage.

Her shift was over, right? It had to be. She could run off, get the money out, and never tell them where she'd gotten it from. And actually get dressed again. She took a shaky step back, and her back bumped into a pole, knocking her mask slightlya skew; frantic, she adjusted it, suddenly far more worried about them seeing her face that her boobs.

Praying they hadn't seen enough to know it was her, Mary left her siblings and the audience with a view of her boobs as she staggered off the stage.