With a sparkle in her eye, she marched into hell.

“What would I even have to do? I’m already shaking my ass here. I’m not getting naked.”

Yeah right, he thought. You’ll be doing a lot more than getting naked before we’re done here.

“Nah, nah. We don’t wanna get banned. Just change into some sexier clothes, that should be a good start. You must have changed out of something before you got into that ugly ass uniform. A beautiful woman like you wouldn’t be out in public like that.”

“I have a change of clothes in the manager’s office, but I can’t just take off my uniform. I’m working!”

“You got a lunch break on these overnights?”

“Well yeah, an hour lunch, but not for like-“

“Take it now. Trust me. This is our chance, Beth.”

“Shit. This is crazy...” she looked conflicted. “Okay, let’s do it. But we better get more viewers.”

“That all depends on you, Beth. You’re the star,” he said, and she started to walk off. He patted her ass when she went by, and she turned to tell him off. The camera stopped her as soon as she saw it pointed at her, and she blew a kiss instead. Too easy.

15 viewers so far. That’s about what he expected. He hadn’t even bothered to set a profile picture, so people weren’t going to start flooding in, even if the title of his stream was “Woman humiliating herself for views.” And that was fine, the stream was just a tool. If he couldn’t show her a high enough view count when she finally wised up enough to want to see, he’d do what was necessary to finish the job.

When she came back, she was wearing a crop top with straps like a tank top. It was hilarious that the appeal to use her cleavage to make money had worked, because her titties were A cups at best. She also wore leggings; the kind women usually wore to the gym.

She didn’t make eye contact with him as she quickly crossed the store, put the sign up, and locked the door.

“Leggings?”

“I have a skirt to go with them, but I wanted to give the fans something to enjoy.”

“You were born for this,” he said, and grabbed her around the shoulder so they were standing next to each other. He kept the screen facing away so she couldn’t see.

“Crew, this beautiful young lady was kind enough to change into something sexy for us. Let’s all take a minute to appreciate it. Beth why don’t you turn around for us?”

“Be patient everyone! This show is just for you special fans at home, so we’d better relocate.”

Beth led him into the managers office and closed the door. It was pretty small, and when she locked the door he couldn’t help but marvel at her utter foolishness.

This time he didn’t even have to ask before she pointed her black leggings covered ass at the camera. She tried to jiggle it but the effect was minimal due to how toned it was.

“Looks like Beth is trying to give you lads a little jiggle jiggle, but she isn’t getting there. Should we help her out?” A little over 100 viewers now. A few of them spammed peach emojis.

“Help me ou-u-t?” she’s started to say, but he slapped her ass mid sentence and it made her voice go off pitch. Damn, that thing is firm alright.

“Whoaaaa there partner. That’s a little bit-“

“I know, right!? This is one piece of ass that shouldn’t be allowed out on the streets. It’s practically lethal to all the upstanding men of the world.”

He slapped the other cheek, and she yelped. The corner of her eyes were watering, most likely from frustration, but the constant stream of fake encouragement kept her quiet this time.

There was a good chance it wouldn’t work, but he hooked a finger under the back of leggings and tried to pull them down. She whirled around quickly, but didn’t drop that act.

“Oh no you don’t, naughty boy,” she said. Her expression didn’t match her tone. A little fear had entered her eyes, and he wondered if maybe, just maybe, she was regretting locking herself in a tiny room with a stranger. Too late now.

“Ah right, my bad. I forgot about the show you wanted to give the crew. All good. Why don’t you go ahead and reveal the big surprise.”

She moved closer to him to whisper in his ear and he casually started fondling her ass.

“This is too much. I want to stop.”

He traced the crack of her ass through the leggings.

“At least give them that show I mentioned, and then if you still feel like stopping, I’ll walk out of here and let you get back to mopping floors and selling **** to drunks .”

“What show are you even talking about?”

“I don’t know, but we’re up to 100k viewers so you better do something.”

“That many?”

“You’re one of the most desired women on the Internet right now, Beth. Might as well enjoy it one last time.”