“So I see you're not on the schedule..." says the stripper who was nice to Mike earlier. He doesn't want this to end before it even starts, but it hadn't occurred to him to come up with a decent backstory.
"That's right," he replies, thinking quickly. "He told me to just come in and watch tonight, but if anyone didn't show up, I could go out on the dancefloor."
"Oh, okay," she says. "I have to leave early to pick up my kids tonight. I was going to ask someone else to work a double-shift, but if you're here, how about you take it? You'd go out in fifteen minutes."
"That's great!" Mike answers, as his new female heart starts beating rapidly. He’s really going to do this: he’s in a hot female body, and he’s aboutgoing to strip for a club full of horny men. He wants to know if he’s got what it takes to do this.
So he’s got fifteen minutes to prepare. Unfortunately, when he opens up his gym bag, he discovers that he did not think to transform it into a gym bag filled with a stripper's outfit. No, the only thing inside is the gun.
Mike sort of feels like an idiot, especially since the room is filled with other strippers in various stages of undress. Even if he could find something to transform into his stage outfit, he can't exactly use the gun in front of all these women. Thinking fast, he tears off a few sheets of paper towels from the dispenser in the bathroom and goes into a stall with the gym bag. He pulls out the gun, and turns each sheet of toilet paper into something new: a red satin bra, a matching thong, a conservative black pencil skirt and a white blouse to match. He finishes it off with a pair of black heels and he’s ready to go.
He returns with the gym bag, the gun, and his hot new outfit to the main dressing room and begins to change. It's his first moment being able to really look down at and examine his new female body, and he’samazed with what a good job he’s done creating such an incredible female specimen. But he doesn’t have much time to stare, so he hurriedly puts on his bra and panties and then the rest of his clothes. He steps into his heels and just hopes to hell he’ll be able to walk in them, because his fifteen minutes is up and it's time to become a stripper.
His new female heart is pounding as he steps out onto the dancefloor. This is so surreal.