So Adam thought more about what would be wanted in the contest. Had to bring his own clothes, and he could easily make something up. Probably nothing too special as long as the shirt obviously needed to do the job of getting him to win. What else made a woman really win the contest? Sleeping was out of the question, at least for now. The bar really wanted attention though.
He thought to various stereotypes on tv and other places where ladies were eye candy but not necessarily whoring it up. He remembered they sort of had this eager personality, not too aggressive, even bubbly sort of, but a mix of knowing they needed to show their body and not be a buzzkill. Difference between a waitress who could show cleavage and take a butt slap in stride, vs one who would directly crotch grab or have an angry face cause she hated the job. With that in mind, Adam concentrated.
In the mirror was now a woman of about 5'6", and mid 20's. Straight strawberry blonde hair done up in a simple pony tail that still reached below her shoulders. Generally sexy face with no make-up other then a sheen of chapstick. A general hourglass a little on the skinny side, she wanted to show she was definitely a sex symbol more then a model of beauty. She wore a white-t, more adjusted to maximise both cleavage and hug her boobs out of a novelty store then a real one. It hugged each boob deliciously, which was no small feat considering their size. She guessed each one bigger then a dd, she based it more along the lines of each being a melon since she never really did research into cup sizes. Due to the t-shirt, they hugged into nice, round shapes but she knew they would settle into delicious tear drops if let loose. Capped with proportionally and lewdly outlined nipples, her breasts already had a perfect, legit showing short of actually being transparent.
She finished off with some crotch hugging jean cut-offs that partially showed the bottom of her butt cheeks, a mostly hidden pink lace thong that only peeked in the back and some simple socks and feminine sneakers. She contemplated going sexier, especially since she had tried various things such as high heels, but a combination of her inside inhibition and the bar trying to maintain an illussion that hot, sexy girls just came off the street caused her to settle with this. Physical appearance finished, now came the mannerisms.
Addie is the name she decided on for the event. She realized that a sexy posture and feminine mannerisms came naturally, never showing off Adam's previous slacker mannerisms. She practice some poses, not blatantly pornographic, but her smile and the right pose here and there seemed to brighten the mood of her bedroom a good bit, even to her. She even felt more positive, and not just thinking of doing this just for the job, but she and others could have a good time really, especially if she could show off her body! She was already thinking of ways on putting on a show of half-assing being shy about being on stage like she was new, but still giving the crowd a good, sexy show.
Addie felt ready to show off her tits and show the bar, and everyone else a good time!