Chapter one
The harsh winter weather showed no sign of mercy, the cold winds feeling like icy blades on your tired face. You decided to try and wait out the storm, you called into a nearby inn which, in your opinion, looked uncared for, Better than nothing.
You walked in looking around you saw the regular bar look. Men sitting around smoking and getting drunk. But you noticed that all the waitresses were, well almost half naked. They would either have their hair in a messy bun or let down and dead straight. They were all wearing black laced corsets that would make their breasts look much larger than they naturally were, a few women's corsets would have a high mini 'puff' skirt or they would just have matching lace underwear.
Disgusting. At this thought you felt a cold hand place on your shoulder and trail up your neck, your head was turned around to face one of the waitresses looking at you from top to bottom. "What are you wearing?" she had a look of disgust on her face.
You were the type of girl who would hate wearing dresses so at any given opportunity you would try and make yourself look like a boy so you could wear something other than a dress and a corset. You had short hair and you would style it to the newest trend. And to make you seem more like a man you would wrap bandages around your chest to make your boobs seem flat.
"Go upstairs, we'll get you ready" and with that she pushed you through a door and slammed it shut. "o-o...k…" you walked up the stairs, every step you took felt like they were going to give way. When you finally got to the top you could hear men being pleasured by some of the women. Why did I choose this place? Do they think I'm a new waitress or something like that… oh god! You were about to turn around when you felt a pair of cold hands grab you by the shoulders, you were spun around and taken into a room.
The room was a sort of sangria kind of colour with a black bed, which made you cringe at the colour selection. Who would choose these kind of colours? And why is there just a bed in here? WAIT! Do they think I'm customer? Your thoughts were cut off by the door opening, you looked to see one of the waitresses. Oh god! She threw some clothes at you "Get changed. And you'll have to do over time 'cause you were late" she flicked her hair and closed the door. "H-hey I don't work here!" the woman opened the door and gave you a stern look. "Oh…I see… so your-"
"W-WHAT NO! I need a place to sleep" the woman stood there for a bit, "Well you will have to pay to stay" she eyed you up and down "Well we can always give you a wig… but what about your breasts… there is no way we can make them seem bigger.." "Hey!... they are bandaged down for your information… wait are you implying that the prince is me being a waitress!?" "oh.. no no no… you will have to be a pleaser.. now get changed"