Shanna the She-Devil

Renee had a feeling this was gonna be one of the more frustrating days at Collectormania. First, Shirley pulled her aside to discuss a risqué advertising idea: having the redhead do a recent trend of covering her bare boobs with a book. Shirley’s promise of extra pay made Renee briefly consider it, much to her shame. But she politely declined the offer. Hopefully I never become that **** for cash. Renee thought to herself. Good thing I’ll be able to get new clothes at the mall next week.

Things didn’t get much better for Renee when she entered the girls bathroom and saw her outfit for the day. A minute later, the redhead emerged in a skimpy light brown bikini top and loincloth made of fake fur. And on the day I run out of clean underwear. Why am I not surprised? Wondered the commando cosplayer as she let out a sigh and tried to ignore the cold air brushing against her cooch. “I don’t even know who this is?”

“Today you’re Shanna the She-Devil: Protector of the Savage Land!” Shirley explained as she showed Renee a comic cover of a blonde lady in the jungle with a spear and a similarly revealing costume.

“I have no idea what any of that means.”

“Fierce jungle warrior lady who rides dinosaurs,” the brown haired nerd elaborated as she handed Renee a plastic spear. “Just don’t be too fierce with the customers, okay.”

“That depends entirely on if they keep their hands to themselves.”

“Fair, although you did let them touch your bare boob during your first week here.”

Renee shuddered as she was reminded of that horrible day. Where she was left to man the counter in nothing but a black jacket after losing her Red Sonja costume to some magnets. **** for clothes, the redhead promised whoever bought her a new costume the opportunity to fondle one of her precious melons. Underestimating how crafty the horny nerds were, as they used the deal to strip her bare and leave her only with an incredibly revealing outfit. “Trust me, I’ll never make that mistake again.” Renee stated grumpily as she tried get her mind off the embarrassing memory.

“Alright moving on, you need to complete the look, ditch the footwear.” Shirley stated. Renee glared at her boss as she kicked off her grey sneakers that landed perfectly in her bag. “What? The place is carpeted.”

The barefoot beauty walked to the counter to see her classmate and co-worker for the day: Sophie, who was just as unhappy with what she was stuck wearing. Despite getting the same contract as Renee, and being eager to show off in sexy outfits. Shirley often had the Eager Exhibitionist advertising Collectormania’s sillier costumes. So she was wearing a green T-Rex jumpsuit with a headpiece and shoe covers to match. Making her lack of enthusiasm clear with a weak little “Roar.”

I’d give anything to switch outfits with her. The co-workers thought simultaneously as the store finally opened.