Topless in the Restaurant

You meekly looked up at the fat manager, hoping to be able to appeal to any sense of pity he may have. Surely he wasn't serious. This had to be some sort of intimidation tactic. So, trying to look as innocent as possible, the manager slowly rubs his temples and sighs.

"You were the one who decided to flash my customers. You were the one who spilt the drinks on yourself. You were the one who ruined your own uniform." The manager opened his eyes and looked at you angrily. "I'm not going to be responsible for your irresponsibility."

And with that, he walked right behind you, locking the changing room. He then started walking towards the kitchen door before stopping and looking back at you.

"If you really care about preserving your modesty so much, you might want to fix your skirt." The manager then turned around and headed into the main part of the restaurant.

Confused at the manager's words, you looked down at your skirt. Nothing seems to be wrong. Turning around and looking at the back however... Shit. When your skirt flipped up and you tugged the front down, that must have caused the back to be pulled up. You stare slack-jawed at the entire lower half of your butt being exposed from the bottom of your skirt. Shit, this probably means that the restaurant got an extra long look at your ass. Not to mention that the manager's pulling probably made you expose your pussy too...

Shocked and humiliated once again, you quickly took both of your hands and evened out your skirt. Your humiliation only subsides for a second though, as you realize that you're currently exposing your naked chest to the entire kitchen. You quickly slap your hands over your pathetic chest as some of the kitchen staff laugh at your humiliating display, others just gawking at the events that transpired. Cassie, however, gives a light chuckle and then walks over to you.

"Hey."

"H-hey..." You stammered.

"I saw what happened, that was pretty messed up." Cassie looked down at you with a sly look in her eyes. "But you know what would make this a lot easier on you?"

"W-what's that?"

"You shouldn't cover yourself. I think that if you act confident enough in your body, no one would question it and pretty soon..." Cassie chuckled again "Well, it'd just start to feel natural."

Cassie gave you a sly wink, which definitely did not make you extremely wet. Then, almost as if you were hypnotized, you slowly started to uncover your naked chest and awkwardly put your arms at your sides. Cassie gave your warm smile.

"Choice." She said, "Now then, do you think you could take that order over to table eight?"

Nervously nodding, you grabbed the food and drinks as Cassie handed them to you, determined not to drop them this time. Swallowing your embarrassment, and with a bit of reassurance from Cassie's smile, you made your way through the kitchen door and entered the main part of the restaurant. As soon as you did, however, all eyes turned to you...

The restaurant then began to fill with laughter, both from the patrons and the servers.

"Holy shit, she's still trying to show off!"

"I guess she really is a slut!"

"Look at her pathetic tits! She's completely flat!"

"Look at her tits? Look at her hair! She's got armpit hair and a god damn happy trail!"

With your legs starting to shake a bit, you looked down at your ugly body. Yeah, 'ugly', that's the perfect way to describe it. Your pale skin and dark nipples, combined with your armpit and stray nipple hair. Your flat chest and meek height, combined with your happy trail and a fucking micro skirt. You must look ridiculous.

Shakily, and while trying to hold tears back, you started to once again make your way over to table eight. The laughs continued as you did so and one person even slapped your ass as you walked past him. Now furiously blushing and with stray tears running down your face, you finally made it to table eight. Table eight had a fat man sitting across from a skinny man, also unabashedly enjoying the show that you were giving them. The fat man spoke first.

"Ah, so she finally returns with our food." The skinny man chuckled at his fat man's comment. "What? You just so badly had to take off your shirt so you could give us our food?"

Ignoring them, you began placing the food down onto the table.

"I'll you what, girly, you sure have a lot of balls to want to show yourself off." The fat man commented. "I mean, with a body like that, it's a wonder you want to show off to everyone like this."

Suddenly, right as you placed the last drink down, the fat mad grabbed your waist with one hand and flung you onto his lap.

"Hey–" You tried to yell in protest, but were caught off guard by something.

You were caught off guard by something poking your pussy, something that felt long and hard... really long and really hard. You started to sweat nervously, getting even more flushed and wet. Was this really happening?

"Hey, Ponce, I think she likes you." The skinny man commented.

Looking down, your nipples were harder than they'd ever been. This is bad, this is way too much for you to handle. You're getting all hot and bothered... In fact, you're really fucking turned on, right now.

"Ah, you want a piece of me, girly?" The fat man said. "Well, I could probably give you a preview."

And with that, the fat man grabbed your hips and started to shift you back and forth, grinding your lips on his concealed cock. Looking down you skirt was already starting to ride up, exposing your pussy in the process. But to be honest, you couldn't really focus on that, not right now... No, wait, this is wrong! You need to snap out of your libido and stop this!

"W-wait! I-it was an a-accident, o-o-okay? I'm not a sluUUH!"

Just then, the skinny man took both of your dark nipples in his boney hands, proceeding to twist and pull them.

"What were you saying, girly?"

You couldn't think clearly, much less respond to their taunting. The fat man's grinding has gotten faster, it feels too good. That, combined with the skinny man working your nipples, you don't know how much longer you can... you can...

"AAAHH!!" ... Last.

Your dazed, libido filled mind slowly processing what had just happened, you hardly had time to acknowledge laughter once again filling the restaurant. Looking down, your skirt and the fat man's pants were soaked in your fluids, having just had one of the biggest orgasms in your life. Looking around the restaurant however, your mind quickly snapped from libido and straight back into raw humiliation. Most of the restaurant goers, including the staff, had their phones out and were unabashedly taking pictures and videos of the event... Shit. This couldn't possibly get worse–

"Kathy!"

... Shit.