Now, what kind of guy are you?

James, a highschooler with a love for embarrased girls

"Oh wow," James muttered at the sight of the topless barista in delight. However, there was something wrong with the picture. The girl was far too... comfortable for his taste. He looked down at the page where he had just written the rule down.

"Old Rule: The dress code requires female employees to be topless at all times."

'Hmmm,' He pondered.

"New Rule: All women are embarrassed by nudity, no matter how body-positive they were before."

At once the difference was clear. Where before the girl was nonchalant about her tits barely being hidden by the apron, now she was clearly less than comfortable. Her face was bright red and she was constantly adjusting her apron to hide more of her naked chest in between customers. Nearby, James heard a group of girls talking.

"I can't believe this place makes their staff dress like that. Poor girl."

"No kidding. I can't imagine being **** to be topless in public. I think I'd die."

'Look's like it worked' James thought happily, looking at the book with wonder. There were so many possibilities with this book. He could make it illegal for girls to wear clothes or something huge like that, but it seemed a bit foolish to change something so drastic until he knew more about the notebook. For now, it needed more experimentation.