The midway.

After checking the board you nod, thanking your lucky stars that you weren't assigned mascot duty today and start jogging over towards the area of the park where guests get the most suckered out of their money.

Upon arriving at the midway you hear your manager cry out "Good! you're here!" The manager in question is a curvy, mousy Latina woman named Elena, with shoulder length black hair, round glasses and a rounder ass, and her relief at your entrance is obvious as she continues at a more reasonable volume while checking at the clipboard in her hand "I don't know if you were told this before, but today's scheduled to be one of the busiest days of the year. Now, I've got you assigned to the 'test your strength' game and you've only got a couple minutes to set up before the crowds pour in."

It really does take only a few seconds after you have finished setting up the machine for the first customer to show up and pay, and gracious he is a looker! Standing at an enticing 6'1" with pecs visible through his plain red t-shirt, and a well maintained beard, this swarthy man was just what you wanted to see.

"Um. Hello.?" He says before Joining his three other hot, guy friends in chuckling, waiting for you to accept the money he's proffering to play the game as you get caught staring at him. You blush a little as you take the five from his hand and give him the large mallet, you back up some and manage to regain a little composure before saying "you know the drill, hit the bell; win a prize" not noticing the hem of your shirt has caught in the groove of the ringer.

You watch as the mighty man brings the hammer forcefully down onto the strike pad,-*shrip*-sending the metal ringer shooting all the way up to meet the bell at the top with a ding, but you don't hear a loud ding, no, you instead hear raucous cheers and a wolf-whistle coming from the four attractive men standing in front of you, first you cast your gaze upwards seeing the blue uniform shirt that belonged to you snagged at the very top of the test your strength game, then downwards at your little pink bra and partially exposed jiggly C-cup breasts.

"So, is this my prize?" He teases with an eyebrow raised. giving a shriek, you cover up as best you can with your arms and call out to Elena for help, hoping against hope she isn't too busy.