Hit on by a server

You start drinking your ale, not liking the strong taste but wanting to calm your nerves. You look around thinking the place has the air you imagine of a brothel more than a bar, despite the lack of actual sex. Still, you continue to sip as you notice more and more about the patrons and the servers. First, all the patrons were some form of feminine, wether it was the flirty feminine elves in the corner, the butch gnome teasing a server twice as tall as her, or the muscular barbarian women drinking heavily as they grope any cutie within reach. You’d think the servers would mind, but they seam just as lewd as their crowd. You still can’t believe these are mostly guys, all in either frilly or risqué maid outfits, each skimpier or sluttier than the next. The servers play up the roles, grinding against the gropes or encouraging more. You even see two servers in a corner kissing. You blush and keep trying to look away, drinking your beer, but you keep glancing at it all.

You don’t realize how quickly you are going through you beer, until you jump as a sudden “need a refill cutie?” Behind you. You turn to see a rabbit girl(?) holding a large container of ale. She wore pink leather collar and wrist cuffs, but her maid dress was frilly white and pink. Her long lacy stockings went up to her very short skirt, so short if she wasn’t bending forward you could swear you’d see underneath.

“Oh! Um… yes?” You stutter, feeling like you got caught watching something.

She giggles. “Just a refill, or do you want the bunnyboi special?”

You stutter, caught off guard repeat “bunnyboi special?”

They laugh, standing so you get a glimpse of the surprise under her skirt and closer than expected to your face.