Last Call.

Jessica looked to her right and saw Donna riding a male patron reverse-cowgirl. Her sizable breasts bouncing so hard with each thrust that they looked like they were going to fall off.

Donna was yelling "aw yeah! AW YEAH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME DADDY!"

Jessica turned back to Ellie and replied curtly, "Last call."

Jessica got up on the bar and stood in front of the whole crowd. "ALL RIGHT EVERYONE. CLOSING TIME! LAST CALL! SETTLE YOUR TABS AND HIT THE BRICKS!"

It was a bit of a mess getting everyone out, but they did eventually. Not without a few slapped asses and pinched nipples, but it did finally quiet down.

...

The staff of Brolin's Diner milled about the restaurant, every one of them nude as the day they were born, stacking chairs and cleaning tables, except for Donna, who slept peacefully in one of the booths, her butt sticking out into the aisle.

"Well team..." Pete said, the only one with a stitch of clothing on at this point. He put down the final bill onto the the pile he'd been counting out.

"we... we made it, and then some. I can pay off the diner.... you guys did it!"

The gaggle of naked people all lazily gave a thumbs up.

"That's great man." Jessica said, sitting on a table, not even concerned that her legs were apart a little, her pussy pointed right at her manager. She was just too tired to care about professionalism.

"So uh....now that the restaurant's paid off.... you guys wanna like... get rich?" Ellie suggested.

"Yeah if we get those kinda tips every night, we'd be crazy in the dough." Bertha said, her large breasts swaying with each push of the broom.

"you guys wanna.... keep doing this?" Pete said, astounded that everyone would be willing to engage in that brand of madness again.

"Maybe a little less, crazy, but yeah, I'd be down, the money is too good to pass up." Jessica admitted, the rest of the staff nodded. "BUT, we need to have some clearly posted rules."

"yeah, like no fondling" Greg said, rubbing his cock which was red from so much woman-handling.

"unless the staff member says it's okay!" Ellie interjected, standing up to make her point, a small trail of clear fluid evident behind her.

Jessica rolled her eyes. "Yeah and the full nudity thing is a bit much. I don't want my pussy out every night. I think we need like... a uniform."

"A uniform?" Greg asked.

"Yeah, I was thinking we all do that little sticker thing that Ellie had going on earlier tonight. Our privates get the cover they need, but still really sexy. It'd also be like, a theme, y'know? 'Welcome to Brolin's!'"

"that means you gotta shave, like me, Jessica~" Ellie teased as she pulled gently at a small tuft of Jessica's pubic hair.

"with the money we'll be making, I can afford a wax." Jessica fired back, shooing Ellie's hand away from her crotch.

"Greg too~" Ellie said with a smile. Greg looked around nervously before sighing.

"Oh, and one more rule." Bertha said, "No sex." pointing down to Donna's exposed butt sticking out of the booth. Semen was leaking out of her asshole and onto the floor.

"I don't wanna scrub shit like this every night? yeah?"

"ew... yeah, no sex." Jessica winced. The entire room agreed. Donna let out a weak chuckle.

At the end of all things, the tip shares were handed out and it was more money than any of them had seen at one time. It was harrowing, but a good night in the end. Greg, Ellie and Jessica walked out to the parking lot.

"Y'know, for the first time in forever, I'm actually looking forward to coming to work tomorrow." Greg said.

"Yeah... Say Jessica... would you, uh, wanna maybe catch a movie saturday night?" Ellie asked.

"I'll think about it." Jessica said with a smile.

"Guys." Pete shouted from the diner.

the three turned around "What?" they said in unison.

"Your clothes." Pete said, exhausted.

The three looked down and noticed that they, indeed, were standing in the middle of the parking lot completely naked in the cool night air.

"Eh, might as well get used to it!" shrugged Jessica, before climbing into her car and driving back home.

Naked as the day she was born, a pile of hundreds and twenty's stacked in the seat next to her, Jessica let out a sigh of relief. She had a job, and what's more an exciting one that paid pretty damn well. As she arrived at her house and walked across her lawn, breasts swaying free in the refreshing night air, she smiled. "A girl could get used to this."

Her parents, which she had forgotten were home at this hour, were in fact, not used to this.