"Plastic Stripper" part6 (Patreon)

CHAPTER 2

Part1

"...Tiffany stepped off the bus and glanced around. It had taken her an hour to get to the right place utilizing the public transport system and the last of her saved up change. The area wasn't too nice looking. She was downtown and it was really dark. As she glanced around her eyes finally fell onto what she was looking for. Across the street was a large building. The parking lot was strewn with cars and there were people outside smoking cigarettes. Pink Diamonds Strip Club. Branded the top of the building in bright pink neon letters.

"Strip Club!?" Tiffany gasped as she stared at the building. She sighed in defeat. So this was a bust. There was no way she was going to be a stripper. There was also no way they would hire someone as plain as her. Oh my god, am I really considering being a fucking stripper? She thought bitterly as she stared at the building.

The add had seemed like a chance from God and now it had turned out to be false. She needed money badly but she knew she could never get away with being a stripper. Besides, she knew they would take one look at her and turn her away. She was running out of time though. She only had two days to find a job and that would be near impossible. This place had promised her an interview. She had also come all this way. She might as well go inside and see what it was like. She'd never ventured in a strip club before.

"Maybe its not even a nude one?" she mumbled as she crossed the street and walked towards the strip club. She pushed open the door and stepped into the lobby of the club. Instantly her jaw dropped. Standing alone at the receptionist stand was what looked like a stripper. The woman was incredibly beautiful. She had long vibrant platinum blonde hair and a perfect emotionless face.

The woman was obviously no stranger to the knife. Tiffany could see two massive round fake tits protruding from the woman's revealing pink top. Her lips were also unnaturally swollen and puckered up. Her face seemed almost frozen and too perfect somehow. The woman's eyes were large blue doll eyes and they blinked a few times as she looked at Tiffany.

"Like its $30 to get in," the woman said as she stretched out a well manicured hand with long plastic nails.

"Actually I didn't come for that. I called earlier. I'm Tiffany, the girl looking for a job?"

"Like oooohhhh! *giggle* you should of totally said that then silly! Come on then follow me! I'll take you to see Frank!" she said happily. The plastic stripper turned around and began to walk away. Tiffany followed her and was slightly distracted by the woman's massive round ass that was sticking out from her tight pink tights. She watched the strippers big ass sway as she followed her, feeling more and more self conscious as she walked through the club.

"My name is Kitty, by the way." the stripper she'd been following said as she glanced over her shoulder.

"Nice to meet you Kitty...""