Okay, until a familiar face shows up.

You grab the pole and lean forward, ass pointing out behind you and you shake it up and down.Then, you stand straight and wrap your leg around the pole, spinning until you're on the ground. From there, you twist and crawl along the stage until you're within reach of one of the patrons. He reaches over and tucks some bills into your panties, and you **** a smile and wink at him.

The song ends and you stand, then head backstage. You deposit your money into your bag and then make your way back out to the floor. The manager approaches. "Good work up there, already earned yourself a special request." He nods his head in a direction, and you freeze a bit when you see Jake sitting there. You squint your eyes, wondering what he's up to.

You head over and cross your arms in front of him. "What are you doing here?"

"Figured I'd make myself a little older, see how you were liking the job," Jake said, showing you a tattoo of a birthday cake that had 21 written in it.

"What do you mean? You're just 21," you say.

"Sure," Jake said. "So, how about that dance? Unless you want me to talk to the manager." You growl, but cast a glance over the shoulder. After almost being late, he is watching you. You start gyrating and dancing in front of Jake. "You know, you're pretty hot like this."

"Not really a compliment," you say, twisting around to wave your ass in his face. You suddenly feel three slaps against your lower back, and twisting around you try to see what just happened. "What did you-"

"Not much, just figured I'd help you out here," Jake says. You start to ask what he means when you feel the hotness from earlier spread through you. Your pussy starts dripping, needing to be filled by a hot, hard cock.

"Did you make me attracted to guys?" you ask. "And horny?"

"That's not all. I made you a slut, too. At least according to the sticker. So how about we head to one of the private rooms and have some fun?"

"Okay," you say. You lead him to one of the private rooms and he wastes no time in pulling your panties aside and fucking you. It feels amazing, and you cum twice before he blows his load into you. He cleans up quickly and starts to head out. "Hey! Take the stickers off of me."

"Nah, I think I'll let you keep them for now. I'll see you later," he says, and then he's gone. You sit in the little room, cum dripping from you, and you sigh.