Tim and Jacob

A while after the first week of school and many more incidents for the **** Redhead, some caused by R.E.D and some not, Tim and Jacob went into their favorite comic shop to be welcomed with a pleasant surprise.

Renee, whose clothes fund was cut off by her religious mother falling for Father Max's crazy interpretations, got a job at this comic store. The only place that would hire her in fact considering her reputation. Along with the fact she arrived to one of her interviews in her birthday suit, instead of a dress suit.

With all that she was lucky to land this job, only her desperation was noticed by the owner who exploited it. Pressing Renee into a contract that, despite the decent pay and benefits, was rather agonizing for the **** Redhead. As she was **** into being the store's female cosplay model. Wearing whatever comic themed outfit the perverted owner desired.

Stepping in Tim and Jacob were greeted by the curvaceous Redhead wearing a skin tight latex Black Widow outfit. Constantly pulling at the back to keep it from riding up her bulbous cheeks. The sleek black material made nice and shiny from being rubbed down in oil. At the moment as she was stacking comics onto shelves dozens of nerdy eyes looked on and tried to covertly take pictures and videos. Nearly losing their minds as she either bent over to grab comics from a box on the ground, or after she plopped her heels back on the ground after reaching to the top shelf, causing her fat bum to recoil delightfully.

The two only snapped out of their revery when a guy said "excuse me." Eyes shifting over they saw an embarrassed kid holding a comic over his crotch as he waddled out of the store. Tim and Jacob getting a slight peek of a wet spot on the boys shorts, as he passed by. Their eyes immediately going back to the mouth watering sight to find Renee had turned around giving them a view of the front. Letting them recognize who she was and know the state of her front zipper, currently halfway down her chest. Leaving a large patch of pale white skin and a deep valley in view as her comic accurate rack pressed against the tight material.

"Hey you two going to keep staring at my new coworkers fine ass or are you going to buy something?" They heard someone say at the counter. There, decently pulling off a Captain America costume, was Clint. A reason Renee both loved and hated her new job. Wanting nothing more to spend hours of her time with her crush and knowing he liked what he saw was a real confidence booster, only his unabashed stares at her chest and ass left her a stuttering mess. Not to mention his constant need to tease her and comment on her body or the outfit she was wearing. Especially since it gives everyone else an excuse to stare at what he mentioned. The fact that a room full of nerds were constantly staring at her, especially when she had her back turned, wasn't lost on her. The amount of boys she saw trying to nonchalantly walk to the bathroom with a tent in their pants made her feel sick. Only able to get through it by reminding herself that it was better than becoming a permanent nudist by the time the first nine weeks ended at the rate her wardrobe was falling apart. Along with the security of knowing the new clothes she would buy were safe and untampered with by whoever got ahold of her wardrobe.

Though looking over to see the two biggest nerds from her school were staring at her scantily clad ass made Renee want to start up her job search again. Thinking even a minimum wage job with a modest uniform would be better than knowing that Tim and Jacob were getting a good constant view of her athletic rear or cleavage. Not knowing they were part of a group with the most extensive catalog of her naked body. Or the fact that they were one of the first three people to get a very extensive grope session of her soft nude body when she was left blind folded and restrained in the boy's locker room as a reward to them and Marvin, from the inner circle. Another event Renee desperately kept from remembering.

Taking another deep breath to try and focus her mind on the task at hand she tried to forget about all the perverted eyes staring at her glorious figure.

Meanwhile Tim and Jacob went to the checkout, constantly glancing over to the bombshell. "Tim's fix?" Clint asked.

"Wha- uh oh yeah '' Tim answered after being unable to look away from Renee as she squatted down to put comics on the bottom shelf. Her magnificent ass looking like it was about to burst through the tight black material. Clint in turn pulled out a long box of Tim's monthly comic reads. Grabbing it Tim again looked to the Black Widow cosplay and quickly found an excuse to stay longer.

"Um you have some protective sleeves right?" He asked.

With a knowing smirk Clint nonchalantly grabbed a package of clear protective sleeves and asked "put it on your tab?"

To which Tim absent-mindedly nodded as he watched Renee get on her knees and stick her full rear end out to reach under a rack she dropped a comic under. Taking the box and the sleeves Tim and Jacob found a table to sit at with a good view of Renee. Which, thanks to the mostly open floor of the shop, was pretty easy.

After setting up a subtle camera to record the event, they watched on while reflexively bagging the comics. At one point Jacob looked down at the comic in hand seeing the figure on the front, a light bulb went off in his head.