Dark-haired girl in a varsity jacket and cheerleader skirt.

You wave over the girl with the raven hair wearing the cheerleader outfit.

“Hi, can you get me a drink and give me your clothes?”

“I can get you a drink,” you respond.

“Seriously, I’ll give you a ten to switch clothes with me. Some other girl tricked me in to switching with her and I’ve been pulled in to the lap of three guys in the last hour.”

You have to admit, you’re a little amused at the notion of wearing the cheerleader for a while and twenty dollars for the chip jar would be a coup. To top it off, the poor girl looks mildly ****.

“Ok, but you have to find me later to give me my clothes back, and I’m not giving you my underwear.”

“Oh, thank you so much.”

The girl immediately unbuttoned the skirt and let it slide off, revealing fairly plain black panties. You took your skirt off and handed it to her. You were about the same size as her, but a little bit taller. When you put on the cheerleader skirt it barely covered anything. Still it is just long enough that you aren’t exposing your underwear, which is long enough.

“Uhh… could you give me your tops before I take off the jacket… you’ll see why.”
You shrug, and take off your sweater and tank top. All eyes at the bar are on you as you’re briefly dressed in only a miniskirt and your bra. Then all eyes shift to the girl as she unzips the varsity jacket. She isn’t wearing anything underneath, and you can she her beautifully shaped breasts for a second before she throws on your tank top and sweater.

Like the skirt, the varsity jacket is just a little bit too short for you and it leaves a band of skin exposed above your skirt. You zipper the jacket up part way and the girl smiles, puts the money in the jar and walks off.

It quickly becomes clear why the girl wanted to be rid of the outfit. Every single guy who comes to the bar puts a little money in the tip jar and requests that you open up the varsity jacket, or turn around and lift your skirt. Pretty soon you stop bothering to even zip the jacket at all.

Looking over at Liz you could see that someone had pissed her off and she was rubbing the palm of her hand. Meanwhile, Robin came back to the bar from upstairs with her hands full of money, completely naked.

Just then, your sister Rachel and her friend Monica walk up to the bar.