This choice: Turn into a dancer's panties • Go Back... Now that you've made your decision, you start imagining with excitement what it would take for you to become a stripper's panties for a while. You'd have to be where she changes into her dancing outfit, which would be the dressing room. You're not sure where that is, and you know for sure that a guy like you is never going to get in there in your current state.
Fortunately, you have the gun. You duck out of sight, which isn't too hard, since the place is pretty dark except for the stage and no one is there to stare at some dude. You slide into the back of some booth, flip the gun to "transform," point it at yourself, and fire. Imagining a toned, large-chested blonde in a tight miniskirt and skin-tight top, you start to climb out of the booth. Remembering the last part of your ensemble, you point at a candle on the table and transform it into a gym bag.
You’re not really sure how to go about finding the dressing room area, but you figure you can just pretend to be a confused new hire and hope someone takes pity on you. Conceivably the first person you ask could be the one who hires everyone, and he’ll know you’re lying, but you never know. Either way, you can get out of it. You walk to the front of the place and see a man behind the front desk who seems to know what he’s doing. You approach him.
"Hey, I'm sorry, tonight's my first night, and, uh..." You're not even totally sure what you should be asking for, but there’s no need. "Dancer's entrance is around the back," he says, keeping his head down at his records or whatever he's working on. Then he looks up and sees you, and his face lights up. "Hey, and welcome aboard," he says. "Thanks," you say with a smile, and you walk out and around to a blank door behind the building. Cautiously you turn the knob, and sure enough it opens up to a room full of dressing-room tables. This is the spot.
You go up to one of the strippers and introduce yourself. This is such a weird feeling, talking to a stripper and having her treat you as an equal. “This is my first time doing this,” you say. “Where do I change?” “Just pick any of these dressing tables,” she says, pointing in that direction. “There’s space there to store your stuff.” You thank her and move on.
Sure enough, once you pick out an open dressing table, you see there’s plenty of space underneath for your belongings, and it’s an ideal place for a shrunken person to climb up. It shouldn’t be so hard for you to shrink yourself, climb up underneath a dressing table, and then, when a stripper arrives to change there, sneak into her bag and turn yourself into her panties. This might actually work!
Of course, you’re seeing women all around you readying themselves to go out on stage and start stripping. You’re a really hot woman right now, and you bet you could do a better job than them. If you’re acting like a stripper, why not go out and strip?
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