Quite the Sight

As I make my way to The Lunar Pan, I'm really at a lose for what Rose could want. I mean, it's probably a reasonable guess that it's something sexual, but who knows what it could be? The most recent trait she got is FETISH ROULETTE, which means it's basically impossible to know what I'm going to see when I arrive. Maybe she got her cum addiction back? Or maybe she wants me to tie her up? I hope her current fetish isn't something like public sex. That would be difficult to handle at a busy restaurant.

Thinking about Rose's attribute also makes me wonder how many times it's changed over the past few days. The remote said her fetish changes after a random amount of time, but I have no idea what the average is. Is she switching every day? Hour? Minute? Probably not that last one considering she was obsessed with drinking my cum the entire time I was with her on Tuesday, but it's still possible. My best guess is that each new fetish lasts at minimum a few hours, since that gives her some time to actually act on one before it changes, but again, I have no way to know for sure right now.

The fact that Rose hasn't felt the need to message me until now does worry my slightly. If she was able to manage for the about half a week on her own, what could have possibly happened to make her feel the need to contact me now? Maybe it isn't related to her attribute after all. But that just brings up more questions. Ugh. I'm thinking in circles. I should just wait until I get there to see. Besides, it couldn't possibly be any worse that what happened in health class today... right?

I briskly make my way over to the restaurant. When I arrive, I stand by the entrance and briefly look around for Rose. After a moment, I hear a voice call out to me.

"Hey, Matt! Welcome back to The Lunar Pan! Can I take your order?" The voice says in a familiar, upbeat tone.

"Rose?" I ask as I turn toward her. "Why did you-"

I... um... er... what was I saying? I honestly have no idea anymore. I'm completely stunned by the sight in front of me. Rose, the sweet and innocent looking waitress, is standing in front of me totally naked. Her pale skin is totally exposed to the open air. As she rests her hand on her hip, her breasts swing from side to side as they settle. I can even see the light color of her bush, resting just above her pink pussy. The view is incredible, but also absolutely bewildering.

I try to say something. Anything. But no matter what I do, words won't come to me. It feels like every time I try, my brain malfunctions slightly, deleting whatever thought was about to form. And despite not being able to take my eyes off of Rose, I'm 100% certain that everyone around me is staring in disbelief just like I am. How could you not? Seeing my mouth hang open causes Rose to giggle.

"Are you alright, Matt? Is something wrong?" She asks with a smile. She then bites her lip. "Like what you see?"

After what feels like an eternity, I'm finally able to form coherent enough thoughts to speak again.

"What are you doing, Rose?! Why are you naked?!" I practically yell.

"Because it feels incredible! The sun on my skin, the cool air, and most importantly: all of the looks. People can't take their eyes off me. It's so hot!" She replies giddily.

Exhibitionism. That's Rose's fetish right now. She's getting off on exposing herself in public. Glancing back down at her unobstructed crotch, I can see her pussy is pretty wet right now, confirming my suspicions. This is probably not good. I mean, being naked in public is always a risky idea, but at a crowded restaurant where people are trying to eat? That's even worse. Still, as insane as this situation is, I'm not sure why Rose thought it was worth texting me to-

"ROSE! I SWEAR TO GOD! I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK! IF YOU DON'T GET OFF MY PROPERTY, I'M CALLING THE COPS!" I hear a man scream from inside the building, once again throwing me off. I assume that was the owner of The Lunar Pan. Wait a second, does that mean...?

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that..." Rose nervously chuckles. "That's actually why I asked you to come over. You see, apparently it's against restaurant policy to be naked at work. It's a dumb rule if you ask me, but whatever. Anyway, I kinda got fired..."

Shit! Okay, that's really bad. But that still doesn't answer my question.

"So why did you ask me to come here?" I ask, trying to stay calm.

"Um... I don't really know that many people here. I moved here pretty recently to get away from my folks back home. You were the first person I thought of that might be able to help me," Rose explains.

I really don't know how to respond to that. All of this is happening so fast. What exactly am I supposed to do? What did she think I was going to do? I look around and see everyone still staring at us. There is one thing I know for sure: if we don't get out of here, things are going to get a whole lot worse. The last thing I need is the police to be involved in this remote business. I grab Rose's arm and start leading her down the street. Luckily, she puts up no resistance and follows close behind me.

"Alright... let me think for a second. Do you live somewhere nearby? It might be better to talk in private. We can figure out what to do once we're there," I tell her.

"Right... about that..." Oh god. Please don't say that.

"Rose? What does that mean?" I say with concern.

"I also kinda got kicked out of my apartment too..." Rose says as her face goes almost as red as her hair. "I sort of missed my last rent payment. Between that and the squirting incident that happened a few days ago, I don't exactly have a place to live anymore either."

You have got to be fucking kidding me. I don't even want to know what she means by "the squirting incident." So now Rose doesn't have a job OR a place to live? I drastically underestimated the nature of this Wild Card transformation. I really need to keep a closer eye on Rose. She has the potential to cause some serious damage.

So what am I supposed to do now? I can't just leave her here. It is partially my fault that she's even in this situation. Okay, it's mostly my fault. I guess she could stay with Violet and Bianca. But what if she does something crazy there? I don't want all three of them to be homeless. Maybe I could send her to Helen? No, she already has enough stuff to do. If I give her such a big responsibility, it might affect the rest of her work, which would only cause more issues. I guess I could... Am I seriously about to do this?

"Do you want to stay with me and my family, Rose? I think we might be able to make a little bit of space for you," I say, which causes the girl's eyes to light up.

"Really?! Do you mean it? Oh, thank you, Matt! You're my savior!" She cries as she gives me a big hug.

I can't help but get a little hard as I feel Rose's warm, soft body press up against me. It's also the first time I'm realizing just how small she is. Like, she's almost a good foot shorter than I am, and I'm a fairly average height. Even Amy is taller than her, though she's not quite as slender and frail. I mean, she's cute and all, but am I really going to let her stay with us? It's clear to me now just how much trouble she can cause. Not to mention the extra cost of having another person in the house. But I do feel bad for screwing up her life, even if that life was just waiting tables. I suppose I do kind of owe her. And besides, maybe it will be fun having her around. God, I hope it is.

"Where's all your stuff? We'll need to get it so we can bring it to the house," I tell her once she lets go of me.

"It's all at my apartment. I still need to pack everything up, but I really don't have that many things. And we don't even need to take my clothes since I don't need them anymore," she responds.

Yeah, that's not going to happen. I'm definitely making sure we take her clothes. The second her fetish changes again, she's going to be happy I brought them along. With our plan finally decided, Rose leads me to her apartment so we can pack up all of her belonging. I can't believe I'm really doing this...