Manager

I walk over in their direction, my naked body in plain view. And soon saw the manager waiting for me. She was dressed in a Hooters-style outfit, but there were some crucial differences. Her top was black and was far more revealing. Rather than being a tank top, it is more of a bikini top style, stylized with lace and deep black colour. The bottom was an equally lacey, tightly clinging to her waist. It equally revealing in nature, having a small triangle of fabric between her legs, reaching up to a small band around her waist, going back to what I'd expect would be an even smaller triangle of fabric covering her ass.

As I approached, she gave me a humorous, obviously amused look before speaking up, "Well well, I've heard of children not being able to keep their clothes on, but a waitress? My my." she made a 'tisck tik' sound with her mouth, looking my attractive naked form a once over before continuing to speak, "I can't just have you walking around all naked like that... at least, not without a good reason for it."

As I was about to speak she held up her hand, and I fell silent, "I know what happened. That they have your uniform is not what’s important. I simply can't let them be the only ones allowed in on the fun, now can we?" As she spoke, she winked at me, before bringing in to view sexy lingerie of a sort. It was made solely of thin strings of shiny fabric but did nothing to cover any up at all.

The bottom had a triangle-shaped piece in front, but unlike hers, it had no fabric within the triangle at all. It went in back to a single strand that went up to the thin waistband, made up of similar thin strands of fabric. The top was in a similar style, with triangles of thin thread that highlighted my breasts, but did nothing to cover them up at all. Rather, it would highlight my nipples in within its tiny triangles, making them even more prominent. It had additional such threads, which went to cuffs for my wrists.

I look to the garb, and then back to her in surprise. "It's my way of rewarding my guests who manage such a stunt. Would I be correct in my belief that I would be allowed to dress you in it?" I pause, thinking, before replying...