What does Wynonna do?

Wynonna joins her on stage

Wynonna backed away from the stage, leaving Waverly to unwillingly twirl and gyrate her naked body around the pole. She didn't know how long she was up there, or how long the music looped in the background. She could feel what seemed like hundreds of eyes on her, and no matter how much she willing it her arms did nothing but help her dancing.

She'd never felt so exposed.

"Seriously, what's going on?" a whispered voice came from behind her.

Waverly jumped, turning around, and blushed to see Wynonna suddenly up on stage with her. She was wearing a corset and a short skirt, definitely more like a typical stripper outfit than what she had been wearing when she was in the audience. Waverly did a double take.

"Yeah, yeah, I look awesome," Wynonna said. "You're not answering."

Waverly stammered. After a few seconds, Wynonna moved in front of her, moving her mostly-clothed body between Waverly's butt and the cheering audience. Wynonna started moving to the rhythm, and Waverly made a mental note to ask her later why she seemed so practised at this.

"I don't know," Waverly said. "I keep... doing things I don't want to. I can't control it. Everyone's seen me naked."

"That is what happens when you perform at a strip club," Wynonna said, looking back at her. As if to accentuate her point, she loosened her corset slightly. It wasn't enough to reveal anything but it certainly promised something.

"I didn't want to!" Waverly squeak-whispered.

Wynonna turned around. She bent forwards, gesturing for Waverly to lean backwards so it looked like they were dancing rather than talking. Waverly blushed at how close her sister was to her naked breasts.

"Alright," Wynonna said. "You stay behind me, I'll try to keep your bits out of sight until your slot's up. Sound good?"

"Thank you," Waverly said. "Thank you, so much. I'll make it up to you."

"Yeah, yeah," Wynonna said. She smiled though. "Hopefully I'm not too rusty."