Standing before the local fast food restaurant in your area as you let out a deep breath, too nervous to even renter the establishment.
You could see your reflection in the mirror standing before you. You were standing at a measly 5’0, ginger locks which almost covered your emerald colored eyes, your enemies face covered in freckles almost.
Your body…well despite being a man you had a lot of effeminate qualities, a small waist, large supple thighs and a round healthy bubblebutt. It definitely didn’t help the fact your pants kept hugging to your fame, emphasizing your feminine curves.
Last week you had finally turned 18, and ever since then your mom has been urging you to get a job, to help pay for the bills, rent and groceries around the house.
It wasn’t like she was forcing you to go get one but she kept reminding you which was really annoying so you finally decided to head out.
Walking past many establishment you saw one with a poster that said; Open For Hire, Please Come Work.
You assumed they were really understaffed so you entered the establishment in search of a job but as soon as they got a hood look at you they immediately hired you; you assumed they were REALLY understaffed so you thought nothing of it.
And now the first day of your job was here. Not ever having any work experience before, you took a deep breath as you entered anyway…just to end up accidentally bumping into—
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