She's already here, she might as well see it through

"Stripping?" she squeaked, earning another laugh.

The girls smirked at her, and the older one looked her over. "Yeah, stripping. And you're gonna need to change."

"But... I didn't know it was stripping!" she protested, even as the woman unzipped her dress. Being a strapless it fell to the floor before Amanda could grab it.

"Quickest strip tease in history!" a girl yelled.

"I think we'll try her as a schoolgirl," the woman said. "Cathy, pass me the lacy white undies. Katie, if you'd do her hair."

"But..." Amanda tried to protest, but the two girls were upon her, removing her shoes and panties and replacing them immediately, while Katie pulled her hair into pigtails.

"Put this one," the woman ordered, and Amanda found herself obeying automatically.

"I didn't know it was stripping," she insisted as she pulled up the plaid skirt, then a nearly see-through blouse that she fumbled to button.

"Oh for God's sake," the woman muttered, slapping her fingers and undoing the buttons in favor of tying the blouse up below her tits. "There. You'd never get out of it otherwise," she said to a chorus of snickers. "Sit."

Amanda obediently sat in a chair while Katie applied what felt like an inch-thick layer of make-up. Cathy came over with white thigh-highs topped by a golden ribbon and shoes to complete the schoolgirl outfit.

"You need to sign this to dance. I'll fill out the rest," the woman said, holding out a clipboard. Amanda obediently picked up the pen and signed where indicated.

"Oh I forgot you're golden. Initial here," she pointed to another section.

"What does golden...?"

"Quick! You're on! Take the satchel. Remember, innocent and naughty. Go all the way, girl."

Amanda nodded, though she had no idea what she was doing.

A voice boomed over a P.A. system, announcing, "Our next performer is fresh meat, folks. Her first night on the Golden Pole stage, she is Mandy the Mynx! Let's hear it for the little pussy!"