Their offer

"Nice legs," one of the customers comments when Amy returns with their food, making her blush. He places a fifty dollar bill on the counter, but keeps his hand securely over it. "Here's a little tip for you if you show us a little more. Just take off your apron and shirt, and turn around for us."

"T-that's all?" Amy asks hesitantly. There weren't any other customers right now, and the easy money would somewhat make up for horrible morning she's been having so far. "O-okay," Amy agrees. It wasn't until she was about to unbutton her shirt that she remembered James had her bra!

"Whoa! She's not wearing a bra! We get to see some titties! We're definitely getting our moneys worth!" The guys exclaimed. Their commotion was drawing a bigger crowd, and Amy's breasts were free and bouncing as she struggled with the bottom two buttons of James shirt. She couldn't get them undone thanks to your magic. "Fuck!" Amy screamed as she tore open the shirt, sending the buttons flying. She discarded the garment and, wearing nothing but her panties, turned around giving the patrons a view of her body.

She was blushing beet red, and had never been more embarrassed in her entire life, but the experience was also strangely exhilarating.