Final details

"Great, hold still while we finish up the registration" the clerk says.

"Name?" He asks

"Clara." You pout, still embarrassed and exposed.

"Clara. Age?" He asks

"18"

"Occupation?" He asks

"I’m a slut-" you slap your hand over your mouth

Did I really just say that??? No, no, I must have meant to say challenger.. Right?. What has Angus done to me!?!?!?!

The clerk smirks.

"..Challenger.. I mean im a challenger.. Not a slut"

"Mhm" the clerk says. "Right, well I'm sure a fine young woman such as yourself will do just fine on the board. You can drop your clothes now."

You quickly lower your top and skirt, relieved that you've been spared further embarrassment.

"There we are, all set."

You breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thanks.." you mumble, grabbing the panties and handing over every bit of coin you have. You slip them on as fast as possible.

"No worries. And dont forget, now you're registered, you'll just need to flash your ID when you are buying goods or services." He replies

"Flash what ID? You didn't give me anything?" You ask, confused.

The clerk chuckles.

"Your tits of course" he says, gesturing to the crystal on the counter.

"Wait whaaa!?" You ask, surprised.

"You heard me. When buying goods or services, you'll need to show your tits. This is just so they can verify its you, and not someone else. Standard procedure."

You're dumbfounded.

"Well, thanks.." you say, quickly leaving the store.