When you brought the drinks to your first table, it didn’t take long for the men to bust out their cash and start tipping. $1s, $5s, even a $20 from one guy who slid the bill right between your breasts. At first you felt humiliated. You felt like a piece of meat for this horney pervs to fantasize about. The irony that you used to be just like them wasn’t lost on you.
However, once you started started to count the dollars it began to sink in. You just made more on that one table then you would have all day bussing tables.
You looked at yourself in the mirror. All dressed up an sexy, the money in your hands. A thought crossed your mind. Maybe, just maybe, you could use this body to hit advantage?
“It’s just a job....it’s just a job....it’s just a job.” You whispered to yourself. If they wanted a sexy flirty girl, then why not give it to them?” you thought.
Walking about out it was like something clicked...you began acting just like the girl you looked like. You flirted, batted your eyes, wiggled your ass, shook your tits, you did everything you could to impress and it showed. After just a few hours you had more money stuffed in your clothes then you knew what to do with.
Back in the locker room room you were counting your tips when Angela came around.
“Wow....I’m impressed, most girls don’t pick it up that fast. Just be careful, if you get too much into it you could start to become what they think you are” she said cryptically.
“What did that mean? It’s just a job right? Like she said how we act in here isn’t who we really are.” you asked yourself.
Still, as you stared at yourself in the mirror, another strange thought crossed your mind.
"I wonder how much I could make if I was even sexier?” It was just a passing thought, but one you would later regret.
Your break was almost over when suddenly you felt a strange tingling in your chest, an odd heat and pulsing feeling that was getting stronger and stronger.
Going over to the mirror your breasts felt like they were even more tender then before as you slid your dress off for a moment to examine them.
There they hung, natural, tear drop shaped healthy breasts. You lifted and examined them wondering where this feeling was coming from. The feeling bit you again, this time stronger. You looked down again to see your breasts were beginning to....change.
They were pulsing....bubbling....the flesh beneath changing. You watched as their shape began to change. They began to lose their natural tear drop shapes as they got rounder. They grew rounder and more perfectly shaped. Much more than natural intended. They rose higher off your chest getting perkier with each second. You tired to hold them back but to no avail as they grew larger. At least a full cup size larger before stopping.
Hanging from your chest now was a pair of perfect DDs. Not natural anymore but the kind of perfect only doctors could make and adult movie stars have.
Shocked and stunned you weren’t sure how to react until you heard a voice come from behind you.
“Damn...I was afraid of this.” The voice said as you turned around to see Paige standing there. She was wearing a sexy red dress and was looking like she has been partying at the club for some time.
“What the hell just happened? Why did my boobs change?” You asked cupping them as you felt their increased weight and sensitivity.
“I put in a flexibility clause in the spell I cast. It was to make sure whatever your profession your body was up to the task. Your body will change and adapt based on your surroundings, needs, and desires. Being here, doing this job, you must have said something to trigger a change.” Paige said.
You began to think for moment as you recalled you thought of looking sexier for higher tips.
“Oh...well I said something but it was just a passing thought.” You said.
“Well some part of you must have really desired it. Listen you have to be careful, doing this job more will only cause you to become sexier. Eventually you may lose yourself, old memories will start to fade as new ones replace them. If you forget your old life completely you will be stuck like this forever. The spell will become permanent.” Paige said.
“Well I have to have job, this is the only thing I have right now.” You said in anger and protest. You didn’t ask for this body. You didn’t ask for any of this...right?