You spill it, and tell him why you are here and ask for help

He looks you over sizing you up and rubs his chin. “Yeah I got some stuff you could wear if you want to buy it. Come back to the changing room and get undressed I will hand you some stuff I think will fit.” He leads you back past several racks of clothes and shoes before unlocking the changing room and letting you inside. The back you see is a full length mirror and the little square room is brightly lit. The only thing in the room are a couple of hooks on the left wall and a small stool in the middle. You are a bit nervous but you strip down to your underwear and sit on the stool. Finally he walks in and hands you an entire stripper outfit. “Yeah you are going to have loose those also if ya want this to work.”

“Um yeah sure once you step out dude.”

“Yeah of course, yell if it doesn’t fit. Oh and use the hair remover on your legs before you put on the stockings or you won’t get ‘em on.” He pulls the door closed and you sit down and grab the hair remover and rag and much easier than you would have guessed you remove all the hair from your legs. Then a thought hits you.