Tifa’s punishment

“You’re late…again, Tifa,” said Pops, wearing a disapproving scowl. “I know we both agreed to this punishment system and I still have my reservations about it. Remember, you insisted you needed it since you wanted to pay that debt off pronto.” Tifa was mentally hitting herself for her setting such lofty expectations. She also was accepting of the fact that she needed the punishments to help with becoming a better worker.

She smiled and said, “It’s alright, Pops. I’m accepting of any punishment…for the most part.”

Pops still looking a bit upset handed her an apron. “Put this on.” She was about to put it on when Pops interjected, “Not like that. Only the apron.”

Tifa’s eyes widened and said, “Wait…you want me to work in just an apron? What if people start to get unruly?”

Pops reassuringly said, “I’ll make sure no one does anything. Just know this will boost business even more and it’s a tame punishment. Would you rather be without the apron as well?”

Tifa weighed her options and said, “Alright give me a second to go get changed.” She went into the back of the store and began to undress by first taking off her halter top and allowing her naked tits to bounce free. She lowered the suspenders and took off her skirt and panties in one go. She decided to keep her shoes on just for comfort sake and safety reasons. She put the apron on and discovered that it barely covered her voluptuous body. Her tits were on full display with her nipples being covered at least, but her sideboob and cleavage were on full display. After tying it around her back, she realized her naked hips were on display due to the apron length not being much further than the top of her thighs. Luckily, it did cover her pussy but she worried for how long.

She made sure everything was in place as she tucked away her clothes in one of the lockers and returned to Pops. The crowd of people cheered and roared as the almost naked Tifa returned to the stall. There was so many people that their were people waiting behind the stall and able to see her bare ass. Tifa felt herself flush as she asked Pops quietly, “Where did all of these people come from?”

Pops smiled and said, “They are here for the buns, Tifa. Specifically yours…” He turned to the crowd and said, “Who wants Tifa’s buns?” The crowd hooted and hollared as Tifa gave a timid wave and nervous smile. She was definitely regretting being late for work and for pushing a punishment system without setting parameters.