Mike, disguised as a gorgeous stripper, walks into the main lounge area, and at first he’s not sure how he’s going to pull this off. There are plenty of people in there already. How is he going to turn himself into a stripper pole when everyone's there to see him? And where is he going to put himself? There are already stripper poles where the strippers dance. This plan makes no sense.
So he decides to just go with it. He waits until a dancer finishes her set, and once she's off-stage the men stop paying attention to what's going on up on the stage. As Mike climbs onto the stage himself, no one pays any attention to him. He tries to look like he knows what he’s doing, and besides, he’s a dude. Who's going to pay attention to a dude at a strip club? He goes onstage, and picks out a point to place himself. He points the gun inwards, imagines himself as a nice shiny stripper pole, and fires. It couldn't have taken more than three seconds.
And there he is. Mike is now an inanimate object with no real features other than being a metal cylinder going from the floor to the ceiling. But it sure is neat: he can see all around at once. And here comes another stripper.
This one is tall with black hair and olive skin, wearing a purple bikini. Mike likes her immediately. She glances at Mike the stripper pole for a second, but then continues with her routine as if nothing has happened. Mike plopped yourself about six feet away from another pole, so she just alternates swinging back and forth around Mike and the other pole. He can feel the warmth of her hand when she grabs him, and the smoothness of her legs as she slides around him.
And he’s got the best seat in the house, looking her up and down as she does her thing. If he had a mouth, he'd be drooling.
Then she strips off her clothes. At first it's just fun to watch, but then she starts rubbing her pussy up and down the side of him. And Mike just loves it. She's warm and wet, and he can smell her juices. The scent lingers on him even when she walks away. He’s so turned on. He can't wait to turn back into a person.
Shoot, and how Is he going to do that? He sees the gun landed on the floor next to him, but without arms there's not much he can do to grab it. And as she wraps up her set, the dark-haired stripper sees the gun and picks it up. As she examines the settings, Mike suddenly realizes that his only hope is for her to realize that the second stripper pole shouldn't be there and that something more is going on.