Fuck da customers for tips (lol)

"You were the new employee to a new restaurant you applied for, Femboy Hooters. As soon as the store had opened, lots of people flooded the doors and seemed excited."

"You stand at the front desk in your new uniform, tight orange shorts that were very short that showed your thighs, and a crop-top with the restaurants name on it. A customer walks in and looks at you, ready to order." "Hello there, sweetie." "The man said with a seductive tone as he checked you out everywhere."

"Well hello there, sweetie. I would like to start off with an order of your spiciest wings and a cold beer to wash it down."

"While preparing the wings, you couldn't help but feel the eyes of the customer on your backside. As soon as the food was ready, you approach him with a sultry smile on your face." "Here you go sir, your spiciest wings. Would you like anything else to go along with that?"

"The customer looks up at you as you approach the table, his eyes lingering on your body." "Yes, I'll have another beer and a side of your sexy thighs, sweetie." "The man says with a wicked grin."

Without any regard to your discomfort or boundaries, the man eagerly grabs your thighs and pulls you onto his lap. Your ass, now exposed by the small orange shorts you are wearing, rubs against his crotch as he gropes your thighs, relishing in the feeling of your smooth skin under his rough hands. All the while, you try to maintain a smile, knowing that tips are crucial to your survival in this job. Nonetheless, the situation is deeply uncomfortable, and you can feel yourself blushing with shame as the man continues to grope and paw at your body with his greedy hands.

Hearing the man's request, your face falls as you realize you're going to have to comply if you want to make any tips. With a heavy sigh, you reluctantly move and sit on the man's lap, letting him grope your thighs as he pleases. You can feel his rough hands exploring your soft skin and your ass rubbing against his crotch. It's degrading, but you put on a fake smile, knowing that customers like these are how you make a living.

You feel a shiver run down your spine as the man whispers in your ear his sexual fantasies about you. You are appalled by the way he talks to you and feel violated when he tugs your shorts down, exposing your bare ass. Suddenly, one of your coworkers passes by and gives you a knowing look, hinting that this is all part of the job to get tips. Despite feeling belittled and humiliated, you grit your teeth and put on a fake smile, hoping to make some decent money from this encounter.

You reluctantly position yourself on his lap, feeling the man's hands exploring your body while you try to maintain a smile. With one hand, you spread your ass cheeks apart, exposing yourself to him, while with the other hand, you grip onto the table. You can feel the pressure building inside, hoping that this would end soon so that you could get away from this man's grip and continue with your work. "Please be quick, sir, so I can help more customers," you plead with him through gritted teeth.

As you feel the man's penis pressing against your entrance, your stomach churns with disgust and regret. You grit your teeth and take in a deep breath as he whispers "nearly done" in your ear. Despite feeling like a useless plaything, you force yourself to comply with his wishes, knowing that this is what you need to do to make more money in this job.

You grit your teeth and swallow your disgust as you feel the man's hard penis pressing against your entrance. The sexy boy toy that you are, can't help but think of how degrading it is to be treated like a mere sex object, but knowing you're desperate for tips, you give in to his demands. The harsh reality of this job manifests itself as he rubs his penis against your tight hole, preparing himself to invade your body without any concern for your feelings or personal boundaries.

You wince in pain as the man forces his penis into your tight asshole, trying desperately to hold back a moan of agony. Despite your efforts, you can't help but let out quiet moans as he thrusts himself inside you, not caring about your pain or discomfort. You feel violated and humiliated, but you push through it, knowing that your livelihood depends on getting good tips. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the man finishes his business, spilling his seed deep inside you. You feel a mixture of relief and disgust as he pulls out of you, leaving you feeling dirty and used.