A- um, a strip show maybe?

You need money, and that woman said you have a good body for it.... besides, what's there to be ashamed of? You're proud of your body, s-so if people want to give you money to look at it then that's fine..... it's not like it's sex or anything. Once you're a warrior, you'll never do anything like this again.

But for tonight, you sign up for one of the later shows, and go into the back employee's room to change and learn what you have to do. You get paid the same no matter when you perform, and you figure if you do it when it's all late and dark out, then everybody will be asleep, and maybe nobody will come and see you.

In the employee's room, you're greeted by a bunch of other girls (there are boys here too, but they're in a different room you think). Some of them are nearly as busty as you! Nearly. But most of them are taller, and all of them seem a lot more confident. Even still, they're super warm and receptive and nice, and they spend a lot of the time leading up to your show teaching you little tricks, and getting you knowing what to expect. The rest of the time they spend gossiping about people you don't know and playing card games that you don't know how to play, so you sit behind Amanda (the girl closest to your cup size) and watch her play. You don't know what's happening, but it's just fun to be involved. You like the cards with little hearts on them, but apparently you aren't supposed to talk about Amanda's cards during the game.

Anyway! The hour comes nearer, so you dismiss yourself from all the excitement to go get changed into what the rest of the girls were wearing all along -- black lingerie. You're used to wearing white lingerie at almost all times -- though, admittedly, less frilly than this, because the ones you get are actually really comfy for your size. Anyway, this is a totally new experience for you.

You finish getting changed, catch yourself in the mirror and try to psych yourself up, and before you know it, it's time to hit the stage.