Omega Stripper.

The alien crown of the Omega 'kingdom' whistled and cheered as Miranda was shoved to the stage.

Her only cover being a bra, two sizes to small, a tiny string thong, fishnets, and heels.

Humiliated beyond belief she knew she had ****. When the music started she did too.

Jack moved to her seat next to Aria and smirked. The Cheerleader wasn't doing bad. Just her red face was so fucking funny.

Miranda moved a swayed to the music like she seen. Her own dance skills were limited but she had properly studied and practiced. After she realized she lost the bet.

'Fucking Jack! She WILL pay for this.'

As she twisted around the pole seductively. She heard the tattooed biotic scream.

"Come on I want to see those tits!"

Then the crown started cheering.

"TITS!" "TITS!"

If she died right now she would consider that a blessing. Her horrible reality was her bra would just be the start.

The full monty was the final product.