Femboy hooters

A sports bar chain in had opened a relatively new branch in your town, and you don’t know how you have never heard of it before. It was a Femboy Hooters, a variation of the famous breasteraunt but aimed at a very different clientele. They’ve put ads out for various positions, but were mostly looking for waitstaff.

You could apply fast enough, going to the recruitment website and filling out the application. You had to submit a picture of yourself, your measurements, sexual orientation, fetishes and limits. Maybe some of that should have been a red flag but you didn’t care, not if you could be dressed in their cute outfits in front of those that appreciated it.

You ended up submitting your favorite selfie of yourself dressed in a slutty schoolgirl outfit. You listed your stats as well, 5’7, 130 lbs, and a 28 inch waist. For the other questions you were as honest as a virgin could be, putting yourself as curious about most fetishes and only listing permanent marks as your limit.

With everything submitted you laid back on you unmade bed and started playing with yourself at the thought of the place. Before you could cum, you heard the bing of an email response.

It was them! They approved you for an interview, giving the location and time of tomorrow afternoon. The directions also stated that to be considered applicants must come in feminine attire, and for certain coveted positions they must not have cum in 24 hours. Another red flag you ignore as you are already horny and wonder how you’ll last till tomorrow.