Booze and Booty

Andi felt quite uncertain as she put on the outfit for her evening’s gig.  (Man, these things were so skimpy, how did you tell which way was front and which way was back?)  She wasn’t exactly a frequent patron of The Rabbit Hole bar, so she didn’t really know why Hops had asked her to help out tonight, even with one of her coworkers injured and ordered to stay off her feet.  Though she had mentioned the last time she was in the bar a few weeks ago that she was looking for some extra gigs, she supposed.  Nothing long term, just something to work on saving up for some fancy computer thingy that Kaili wanted really badly.  Clearly, Hops had remembered.

It sure did sound busy outside - and the night was barely even started.  It was fair enough that Hops needed help with the crowds tonight, and really convenient that the Casino had such an expansive stock of the uniforms…

Of course, she couldn’t resist snapping a few pictures for her beloved Kaili.  She was all sleepy at home still, but Andi knew she’d appreciate the pictures when she woke up, both because she always enjoyed seeing Andi show off her muscles and because she had been talking about wanting to infiltrate? imitate? the casino.  (Andi could not remember the exact things Kaili had been saying, unfortunately, the words had just been too complicated…)  She’d had hopes that her bestie would be awake and could tell her if she had the thing on right, but after a few moments of waiting, it seemed like Kaili must be asleep.  Oh well.

She stepped back out from the back room, careful in the unfamiliar high heels, and flashed an awkward grin at Hops.  “Did I get it on right?”

Hobs, gazing directly at Andi’s bare breasts, shook her head.  “I…  Here I’ll help you.”  She hurried over, high heels clicking, and helped to pull the- whatever the tiny pieces of fabric were - off of Andi, flipped it around, and helped her back into it.

“Ooh, I guess that way does feel more comfortable.”  So those pointy things were for the breasts… and the bow wasn’t supposed to go over the pussy, but the butt.  She wasn’t that into clothes, really.  Most of her clothes were workout clothes, and those (as well as the nicer clothes Kaili sometimes told her to buy) had tags on the back to say which was the back, unlike these weird uniforms.  Did the manufacturer of them expect a poor bun to actually think about how to put them on?

Hops just shook her head slightly, gazing off into the distance for a moment.  “So, you’re not going to make drinks tonight, you’re just going to carry them to the buns my coworkers tell you to, okay?” she said.

“Sounds good~!”

Hops grinned and led her out into the bar.  It was pretty weird.  Andi usually felt pretty normal, even though she was taller than many other buns, but wearing the heels tonight, she felt like a giant towering over everybody.

Hops and her coworkers were fast.

Almost as soon as the doors were open, buns were in and ordering.  Hops had pre-mixed drinks at a seemingly frantic pace, and Andi was kept busy delivering.  Angora Sours to one table, a Sin and Tonic and a water to another…

Back and forth and back and forth.  At least, in spite of how crowded it was, everyone was pretty good at moving out of her way.  (Well…  Most everyone - she kept having to move one bun who seemed to keep getting in her way, almost like they enjoyed getting picked up and moved out of the way?)

The time blurred together as she worked, until suddenly, she realized the roaring in her ears was silence.

“Andi, Andi…”  Hops waved her hand in her face, on her tiptoes.  “Hey, you’ve been staring into space for like ten minutes.  Why don’t you go back into the back room and get back into your clothes?”

“Is it over…?”

“Yeah, yeah, you did good.”  Hops steered Andi towards the back, stopping at the bar a moment to do something while Andi stumbled into the back room.

It was almost disorienting to shrink down as she took the heels off, but she felt much better, especially once she peeled off the outfit and got her sweatpants and sports bra and sneakers back on.

Hops swung in as she finished, and looped a little to-go bag over her wrist.  “A Salty Grog and Angora Sour to go for you and your girlfriend, and your carats from the night.  Thank you so much for your help, Andi.”

“Thanks, no problem,” Andi said, smiling.  She was more than happy to head home, and extremely ready to collapse into bed or pillow pile or the couch with Kaili…  And Hops did this every night?  Ughhhh, even for her that was too much.