Day Three

Celeste

"Thank you, please come again...."

Celeste just smiled as the shaggy haired man with the Kirlia t-shirt leered down her blouse. He was practically drooling.

As soon as he left, Celeste dropped the fascade, and scowled. Almost all the customers that day were acting that way. She didn't know if it was the uniform, but they were slobbering on her. Hitting on her or just flat grabbing her on the ass or the waist or the breasts.

She plopped down on a chair nearby. Damn heels were just tiring to stand in all day.

"You alright?"

Janine, now much thinner, wearing the same skimpy outfit, approached Celeste.

"Yeah, just.... I don't know what the hell is happening. First these uniforms, now the men are acting like fucking pigs. "

"I mean, what did you expect?"

Celeste was too tired to contradict her. She just held her hand to her head.

"God, this is so tiring."

"Hey," Janine slid onto the other seat and held her friend's arm, "It's okay. We're getting through it."

"I guess." For... some reason, Celeste just felt good when Janine messaged her arm. It helped bring her guard down. She relaxed.

"Maybe you're right, Jan. Maybe I'm overreacting."

Janine moved her hand from Celeste's arm to her back.

"It's an adjustment period. We're getting used to these new changes, with the uniforms and the renovations. But it's temporary."

Janine slowly began moving closer to Celeste, grabbing her and shifting her butt onto Celeste's lap.

"And remember, I'm always here."

Celeste would've been confused as to her friend's sudden flirting, but she instead blushed, and in turn, began holding Janine. The two got closer.

"Having fun, are we?" Laura smiled as she turned a corner. Janine and Celeste separated and sat down in their respective stools. Celeste noted that her manager now spouted a great hourglass figure which complimented the new uniform and some surprisingly fluffy black hair, along with immaculate make-up. From a tired divorcee, Laura looked like a model now.

Hell, Janine and all the other (now all female) crew, including Celeste herself, looked like models

"It's okay. We want to keep the customers ... entertained." Laura eyed the two employees seductively. "Just don't get too carried away. No matter how much you want to."

As Laura giggled and sauntered away, Celeste was just astounded, and look around.

Is... Is everyone flirting with me?

Diana

Di posed seductively in the mirror, her now very well endowed breasts practically spilling from her dark green blouse. She turned and showed off her ass, wrapped in a tight grey pencil skirt. She fluffed up and messed around with her newly long white blonde hair, and observed her very made-up face, especially the eyeshadow, lipstick and mascara.

She looked good, and knew it. She even took some photos with her phone.

"Uh.... mom?"

Di turned to see her lovely daughter, in a lovely little T-shirt (this time of Bug) and jean shorts.

"Yes dear?"

"What are you doing?"

"Just testing out a new look. How d'ya like it?"

"Uh, fine." Celeste just stood. Di thought that Celeste looked cute when she was uncomfortable. "Are you wearing make-up? And a skirt?" Celeste just stared, but Di just giggled.

"Part of a new look! I really like it."

"Right, mom.... heading off to sleep."

"Wait, sweetheart," Di rushed over, and hugged her daughter tight, smashing her head into her breasts.

"Baby, I love you." She squeezed Celeste a bit. "And you look hot tonight."

"Thanks, mom." Celeste rushed back to her room, as Di looked on and licked her lips.

She hadn't felt anything like this. She felt weirdly warm towards her daughter, and she was thinking a lot more about her. And sometimes, she needed a bit of a hand.....