Wardrobe Malfunction

Nancy winked to herself in the mirror of her locker, and shut the door. She hadn't felt this confident in a while, but she had leads, gams, and fire.

"Gams?" Dark Mother Lilith scoffed. "Don't start thinking like Ace dear, it's a bad habit."

"It's a good habit if you want to solve this case." Ace quipped.

Nancy went to place the knife back where it belonged, but an unnamed voice slithered an order into her mind.

"Use your knife to cut holes in your clothes over your nipples."

DC: 60

Roll 78+20=98!

Nancy's Corruption: 21

"Right." Nancy nodded and put the knife to use. She carefully pulled her uniform away from herself and cut a hole into the fabric, but enough to show off her nipples. She laid it flat against her chest to check her work, and of course her bra was in the way. Now things were getting annoying, so she ducked into the bathroom so she could pull her short up and work on her bra. "This is so stupid, I'm not going to be able to work like this."

'Oh no the voices hell bent on ruining your life ain't lettin' ya work? We gotta stop em!' Ace said sarcastically. 'Not very bright are ya kid?'

Nancy snarled at the mirror hoping the voices could see her through her eyes, then went to cut into her bra, freeing her nipples which jumped to attention at the cold damp air. "Real classy." Nancy sighed, as she brought her shirt back over her bra, and sure enough, two tan nipples were peaking through.

"It's kind of like a nursing bra isn't it dear?" Lilith swooned. "Keep following my orders, and I'll modify your body. I think long fat cow nipples would just look divine with this new look don't you? Dripping milk, for a certain special someone?"

Nancy cringed, and ran out of the bathroom, and dispose of the knife, before her panties were it's next victim. She marched towards the booth with Georgia and Beth. "Look at this!" She growled, gesturing to her shirt.

"Wow." Georgia gasped, and looked away. "That's a look."

Beth just bit her lip, and stared.

"Can't you just put on one of your spares?" Waitressing was messy work, they always had a few fresh uniforms in their lockers.

Nancy shook her head. "No. I can feel that I'll do it again, if I put something else on. I just gotta ride it out."

"Ride what out?" Lorraine, came by to pick up some plates, since it was clear Georgia had no intention of working. Then she gasped. "Nancy what did you do?"

What could she say. "You wouldn't believe me."

"Well put something on right now, before someone calls the cops."

"I can't." Nancy groaned.

"Nancy." Lorainne said sternly.

"I can't!"

Lorainne shook her head. "I don't know what's gotten into you girls." She leaned forward, brows now knitted with concern. "Does this have to do with Damian."

"It's got everything to do with Damian." Nancy sighed. "Before you fire me, can I have the day off? I promise I'll be back tomorrow, ummm more fit for duty."

'Don't make promises you can't keep.' A voice giggled.

Lorainne could only shrug, in defeat. "I guess." She was all heart, and wasn't a fool. Beth had returned from her absence, looking an absolute mess, and now Nancy was acting weird too. It was clear something beyond her knowledge had taken the two. She gave all three of the girls a pitying look and shuffled off to the kitchen to talk things over with Ned.

"I think we should just change the dress code." Georgia giggled.

"This is so not funny." Nancy put her hands in her face and groaned. "You know you could save me a lot of trouble, by just telling me what you know!" She glared at beth who was still hypnotized by her exposed nipple.

"Oh." She shrunk into the booth, ready for a beating.

Couldn't stay mad at that. "Can you baby sit her?" Nancy looked to Georgia, then blushed. "Oh um, poor choice of words."

'Perfect choice of words.' Lilth moaned.

Lilith Corruption: 6.

Oh fuck what was that? Had she actually just treated Beth like that? Thought of her like that? With who's help? None one, and it's strengthen Lilith, she'd felt it.

"No." Georgia crossed her arms. "I've been covering your shifts for months Beth, you're clocking in today."

Beth gaped. "But I... um! I need to buy groceries, and... and diapers like Nancy said."

"No butts, now get your diapered ass in the back, and in uniform. We'll go shopping after the shift."

The willess woman just nodded, and practically ran to fufill the order. She might actually be a good waitress now.

Georgia's surprise was written on her face. "I expected a little bit of biteback."

"You shouldn't." Nancy sighed. "Not anymore. Just make sure no one abuses her."

"Where are you going?"

"I got a few girls to talk to at a strip t."

"Say hi to my dad!" Georgia joked, only a little. Lunch at a strip t wouldn't be out of the question for him.

Nancy waved goodbye without looking over her should and just before she could escape Ace, spoke up:

"A femme fatale needs goon! Hitch a ride with the toughest customer you get during your shift."

DC: 80

Roll: 4+21+1: 26

Failure!

"I don't think so." Nancy groused and walked out without seducing even a single trucker. "I'm doing this one solo."

"Sure ya are." Ace scoffed. "Just you, me, and the voices in your head!"

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Nancy's going to go interrogate two victims of the Voices who live in a trailer behind Damian's strip t. Give me some comments for how Nancy should behave during the investigation.

Also maybe give me some themes or suggestions for what the voices did to these two women!

Thanks for reading!