Back-to-school day at the Milk Bar.

A couple weeks have passed and Wendy was able to gain some kind of a reputation at the Milk Bar. Although she only did lap dances and strip teasing, the demand for her was certainly high because of her heavenly breasts. At this rate, she was earning much more than she had been working at the diner, yet still not at the pace she wanted. “Looks like I would need to work this place a little longer than planned,” she groaned.

Some of the floor dancers started getting jealous, constantly sending complaints to David, the manager, about Wendy hogging all the customers. “Not my problem. Besides, the club has never been this busy before she joined.” Indeed, his investment was certainly paying off. None of the other girls complained, mostly because they worked the private rooms and the pole, lucrative spots that Wendy never considered working at...yet.

Wendy entered the Club, finding it lightly decorated in various academic posters, flags and white boards. “The fuck is going on here?” she thought. Walking to the changing rooms, she spotted a couple of her coworkers dressed in skimpy school uniforms, complete with mini skirts, stockings, glasses and tops tied by their cleavage.

She walked over to the closest person who was still getting ready. It was Tessa, one of the younger girls around the club yet still sporting a glorious set of GG cup boobs. “Hey, Tessa, why is everyone dressed like this?” The more experienced employee looked up from the mirror to answer, “Hi Wendy. Yeah, I completely forgot you’re the newbie here.” she said jokingly, having some ill tempered thoughts about the more in-demand girl. “Anyway, every last Sunday of the month in the Milk Bar we have a themed night to help boost our numbers. It’s August, so David thought it would be a great idea to do a back-to-school event. Don’t worry, we still have stuff for you to wear just in case you forgot to bring anything.”

“Thanks Tessa, I knew I could count on you.” Wendy went back to her changing room, seeing that an outfit was already picked out for her. She picked up the note sitting on top. ‘Hey Wendy, It’s back-to-school day here at the Milk Bar. Sorry I didn’t tell you before, but I wanted to surprise you with the outfit I picked out for my favorite dancer. - David’ Wendy looked at the outfit, a flannel bra nightie with matching thong and lacy, black stockings. “God damn it, David. Why do I even put up with this shit?” she groaned.

Minutes later, Wendy walked out to the floor, dressed in the naughty schoolgirl outfit along with her hair in pigtails as an added touch. Her breasts were somewhat contained, yet still spilled out from the lingerie and showed a large amount of cleavage. The club was already packed, even if it was only an hour into opening. “Alright, who’s first?”