She receives an interesting proposal.

Tiffany woke up when her Mom knocked on her door and wished her good luck in her first day at the new job. Glancing at her alarm clock, she saw that it wasn't quite 8:30, and decided to go back to sleep. It was just over an hour later when she sleepily made her way downstairs for breakfast. She devoured her breakfast and set about getting herself ready for work. Nearly ninety minutes later she was sitting outside Naughty Times, applying a fresh coat of lipstick.

She had opted to wear a sundress, with a bright floral pattern, the halter top of the dress showing off the nice cleavage from her new breast forms. Instead of high heels, Tiffany opted to blend function and form, with a pair of gray ankle boots. Underneath her dress she was wearing a wide, black, cotton thong. She styled her hair to look like a pixie cut; and had done her makeup a tad heavier than usual to make sure she was passable. Locking her car behind her, Tiffany walked into her first day of work, but not before she had caught the eye of a few men on the sidewalk.

"You're a few minutes early." Al noted from behind the counter. "I like that."

"Have to make a good impression on my first day." Tiffany explained, with a broad smile.

"A+ so far." Al answered. "Why don't you drop off your bag in the back room, punch in, and then we'll start with what needs to be done today."

Tiffany did just that and dropped her purse in the backroom and quickly adjusted her dress. Upon her return to the floor, Al reminded her to punch in, before he asked her to put some items back on the shelf. Tiffany managed to get most of the items back without a problem, but some required her to do an extra lap of the store. As she passed by certain sections she made a point of organizing the sections and putting out of place items back to where they rightly belonged. All of this did not go unnoticed by Al, who commended her for going the extra distance.

The afternoon was fairly quiet in the store. At one point Al asked Tiffany to run across the street and pick up some food for him, which she happily did. Upon her return she helped a few men pick out lingerie for their "wives" (she was fairly certain they were for a mistress); one of the men mentioned that his "wife" had a nearly identical frame to Tiffany and asked whether she could model the lingerie for him. Al, who was within earshot, apologized to the man and stated that employees were under no circumstances to model any toys, clothes, bondage gear, or accessories to any customer. The customer stated that he understood and purchased the piece anyway.

When the store quieted back down, Al taught Tiffany how to close the store and had her run through a few trial runs. Just before Tiffany was scheduled to leave a man sauntered up to the counter and placed a copy of Naughty Times Gloryhole Sluts 2.

"D-do you produce these videos here?" The man asked, his voice crackling slightly.

"I believe we do yes." Tiffany answered.

"H-how many do you produce a year?" He asked, his voice still quivering.

"Uhh...I don't actually know." Tiffany said, genuinely ignorant of the answer. "Hey Al, how many movies do you produce a year?"

Al looked up from the computer, where he was ordering more stock, and responded: "About one or two a year, depends on the availability of talent."

"Oh, are you referring to male or female talent?" The man pried.

"Usually female. There is rarely a lack of male talent. Why? Looking into getting into the business?" Al questioned.

"I've thought about it. I'm...uh...a bit of an amateur videographer. I'd be interested in helping you shoot your next production." The man produced a business card and placed it on the counter.

Al slowly walked over to the counter and picked up the card.

"I'll tell you what Mark, why don't you send me some of the stuff you've shot and I'll keep you in mind for the next film." Al said, and handed one of his business cards over to the man, Mark.

"Will do, thanks." Mark answered, his disposition vastly cheerier.

Mark quickly paid for the film and left the store with another thank you.

"You know, I totally forgot that you produce your own movies." Tiffany said to Al, who looked at her puzzled.

"How did you know in the first place?" Al asked.

"Remember? I came in here with my blond friend and you gave us a copy of Gloryhole Sluts 3? And you said that if I was ever interested in starring in one of the films I should let you know?" Tiffany reminded him. After a second Al remembered and immediately got a cringy look on his face.

"Did I really say that?" He asked, clearly not wanting to remember that he did.

"Yeah, you sure did." Tiffany laughed.

Al gave himself a pity laugh and shook his head. Scratching his head, Al's expression went from awkward, to happy, to serious in a few seconds. Looking dead on at Tiffany, she could see the wheels turning in his head.

"You know, the offer still stands." Al said, with a hint of anxiety in his voice, like he had taken it a step too far.

Tiffany was completely blindsided Al's offer. She remembered the initial offer, but figured that it was off the table now that Al knew what she was.

"Uhh...forget I said that." Al quickly said, taking her silence as a refusal.

"No, not at all. I was just surprised is all." Tiffany quickly offered up. "I figured now that you know the truth about me, you wouldn't want me anywhere near your movies."

"Oh, had forgotten about that." Al admitted. "Although, now that I think about it. It's really not a problem. Again this is totally up to you, and your employment here is in no way based on what you decide. But like I said you are far more than passable, I mean you literally had a man who asked you to model lingerie for him! So I see this going any of three or four directions."

"What directions would those be?" Tiffany asked, genuinely curious.

"Well...

Option one would be that you decide you only want to appear as a girl in films and work in the Gloryhole films.

Option two you decide that you want to only to appear as whatever you currently refer to yourself as and we could start a new line of movies with trans stars.

Option three would be that you would appear under different names and slightly different appearances in both kinds of movies and could work on Gloryhole films as a female and a new trans line.

Option four you decide you don't want to do any of that and life moves on as it is."

"Wow, that's a lot to think about." Tiffany said, pondering over the choices in her head.

"Again, your employment here is not dependent on any choice you make." Al reassured. "This would be totally separate work, obviously all the same legal paperwork would apply, but it would not be tied into your paychecks for work in the store.

And I really don't want to put any pressure on you. So take as much time as you need, really think it over, because it is a big decision and I don't want you to rush into it."

"Okay." Tiffany replied, making sure to flash a smile at Al, so he knew she wasn't freaked out by his offer. "I'll think about it and let you know when I make my decision."

"Okay...okay! Good." Al said, finally breathing again and smiling back at her. "It's just about five, so why don't you punch out and head home?"

"Okay."

Tiffany punched out on the computer, logged out of the system, got her bag out of the back, bid Al goodbye and walked out to her car.