Unexpected Changes

...help with the food service. So many people have insisted on seeing your nakedness up close, and we just had to oblige. I hope you don't mind, love." To which, I heard myself letting in a breath, so surprised by the request. On one hand, I very much enjoyed the exposure, and so had those watching. All of which left me feeling rather disappointed not to do it in the real thing ... then again, serving would let me be up close and personal with them, and maybe even speak to a few.

I swallow hard, as the mix of exhilaration and surprise raced through my mind. Still smiling her way, I quickly decided to go with what was best for everyone, "Anything I can do to help." to which she nodded back, "Glad to hear it. While you enjoyed the exposure, placing you up close and letting the event continue as planned will prove less disruptive; Thanks for your understanding.

I nodded, watching her leave, followed by someone else arriving. She handed me a pair of thin silk cloth bracers, smirking as I gave her a confused look, "We'd usually have a more elaborate outfit, but since you insist on remaining nude, we made the traditional garb a bit more ... abridged than normal."

I smirk back her way, hoping to mask my confusion at the change in my role, not to mention her comments on my 'insistence'. I managed not to sigh, putting on the thin, red cloth around my wrists, to which Michael chuckled, "They become you.", to which I giggled his way, before looking back in time for a try to be nonchalantly thrust into my hands. "You'd be working starting in the front rows, working back from there. Don't worry about taking cash, the drinks are complimentary. Have fun, slugger.", smirked at me, her expression smug, rubbing a hand along my breast before walking off.

Michel beamed a smile down at me, shrugging when he realized he was caught staring at my nakedness. I smirk back his way, "Oh come on, I won't have agreed to have you be my new roommate if I expected to mind you staring from time to time. Now come on, I'd expect my new boyfriend to help me out with these."

To which I casually reached over with his free hand, scooping one of the refreshments up, and taking a long draw of it. After several seconds he lowers his head, winking at me. "I meant passing them out, not drinking them silly!"

To which he pointed a head, and I walked alongside them, the crowd quickly staring my way once I approached. I found myself passing out the refreshment, the crowd caring more for seeing my exposed skin than what was happening on stage.... at least when I was close enough to be seen. Not as many reached a hand out to touch my skin as I would have expected, not even my side or arms. Then again, my boyfriend was right next to me.

By the first row, I felt my ass shaking widely from side to side, enjoying being seen so close, as I did not even think about showcasing my exposed nakedness. Nonetheless, my body moved provocatively before then, highlighting nicely my exposed breasts, the curves of my hips, and my shaved mound all at once. I felt my ass shake with each step, a perennial smirk plastered on my face as I served them.

I lost track of time, regularly catching comments from the guests, "So brave.", "So Attractive.", and of course, "May I get a shot of your nudity for our album?". The last one caught me by surprise the most; I hardly it, and besides, they had plenty of chances to take a shot of me naked while I was on stage before then, though I suppose this was more up close and personal. I always allowed it, though my mind always seemed caught by the question.

I kept busy, serving guests, who all seemed to enjoy seeing me there, and not just for what I was made to serve. After a while, the woman in charge returned, "I know I asked you to serve, but I have something else to ask of you now!"