The Bunny Bar I (Ea)(Com)

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Pink Blaze smiled as she handed his last customer of the night their receipt. Once they had it, Pink Blaze bent over and thanked the customer for coming to their bar. He then shook his butt a bit, causing his white bunny tail to shake.

The guys at the table were all red-faced, and quite a few of them had something trying to poke through their pants, which was more than common here. Pink Blaze then stood back up and waved them goodbye with a cute little wink before making his way into the employees-only area.

As soon as he walked through the door, he dropped his persona. Pink Blaze was off for the night, and all that remained was Blake. Blake took a deep breath and then looked down at himself. Like always he had a successful shift, and he really enjoyed the work he did.

However, every time he stops for the day, he gets uncomfortable. Perhaps because he’s been stuck in such an uncomfortable bunny suit all day. One that was made for women and was too tight in certain places for men.

As Blake messed around with the suit in the mirror, trying to make it more comfortable, a new employee came over and said hi to Blake. He was just like Blake: short, skinny and more feminine-looking than he was masculine.

That’s why both of them worked here, as it was a femboy bunny bar, so all the employees were male and wore tight, uncomfortable bunny suits just like Blake. The new guy had actually been a customer Blake had served a few times over the years, and only recently did he apply to work here.

So this was the first time he saw Blake out of character and he was worried about him because of how upset he looked and how much he was messing with his suit. So he asked Blake if everything was alright.

Blake let out another sigh and said he was fine, just uncomfortable from the way the suit was. He mentioned it was like it was too tight and that they needed to make the suits better for men if they were going to make them wear them all day.

The new guy seemed confused and said his didn’t make him uncomfortable. He admitted it was a bit embarrassing to wear, especially since it shows off his bulge a bit, but other than that it wasn’t all that awkward to move around in, nor did it feel too tight.

Blake was a little confused to hear that, as it looked like the suit the new guy was wearing would be just as uncomfortable, but since they are different people, perhaps that was why it was worse for Blake, even after years of wearing it.

Blake had never actually spoken to his coworkers about how it felt to wear the uniforms; he just figured that it was awkward and uncomfortable for all of them. After all, there were moments when he suddenly felt like it was hard to breathe or when he started to feel self-conscious and sweat a lot.

Blake thought that they all felt that way, and it made more sense that the new guy just hadn’t actually worked in the suit to experience how bad it can be, so that was why he didn’t feel it yet, but he would likely after his first shift.

The two chatted a bit, and Blake gave the new guy some tips for working at the bar, the big one being to make sure he keeps an eye on his manhood. It can be seen through their uniforms, and customers will try to touch it if he’s not careful.

The new guy got embarrassed and slowly covered himself up down there. Blake just chuckled a bit and told him there was no point in hiding it. He then told the new guy to just go out there and be flirty and friendly, and then he’ll feel slightly better once those hundred-dollar tips start coming in.

The new guy was still red in the face but nodded as he walked out of the changing room, still covering himself. Blake continued further in and stopped at the mirror closer to his locker to look at himself again. Like before, he felt awkward and uncomfortable.

Blake frowned as he messed with the outfit again. Blake had been working for her for so long, and he enjoyed it for the most part. He liked playing the part of a cute femboy, and his discomfort did go away for moments when he was deep in character and serving customers.

However, whenever he had a moment alone, the discomfort came back, and he had no idea why. If it were truly something you could get used to, why hadn’t he after working here for so many years? The only thing that made sense to him was the ill-fitting uniforms.

The bar had bought them from the local casino back when they opened, and they were made for very busty women, and they were made to be very tight to make those women look even sexier than they already were.

So they were in no way made for a man to wear, even a petite blond man who looks like a girl. Perhaps if the bar had custom-made bunny uniforms meant for men, Blake wouldn't feel as uncomfortable as he did while wearing it.

Blake pressed the giant empty cups on his uniform. It would also help if they weren't just hanging open and instead pressed against his flat chest. If it did, he wouldn’t have customers trying to fill it up with coins as his tips.

Blake stopped and stared at himself in the mirror. Another solution to his problem would be if he were just a busty girl, the type meant for the suit. As soon as Blake thought that, his face turned bright red and he felt awkward again.

Blake shook his head and then turned away from the mirror, saying it was just best he get undressed and wear his normal male clothes; then he could get a break from the discomfort as he went home and relaxed for the rest of the night.

Blake walked over to his locker and opened it up. Blake then took a step back in shock as he noticed his clothes were gone. Not once had his clothes ever gone missing while he worked here, as each employee had their own locker, and only the manager had a key to everyone else's.

So there should be no way his clothes were gone, never mind replaced with what looked like a very cute outfit for a woman. Blake, slightly curious, reached in and grabbed something from the locker. It turned out to be a very large black bra.

Suddenly the awkwardness came back ten times stronger than it had ever been. Blake panicked and dropped the bra, then stumbled backwards until he hit the bench the employees used to put their heels on. Blake fell backward, landing on the bench pretty hard.

As her butt hit the bench, she felt something strange bouncing up and down on her chest. Blake then let out a gasp as she saw the cups of her bunny suit were completely filled out by a pair of very large breasts.

Blake touched them to see if they were real, and when she discovered they were, she quickly got up and ran back to the mirror. Once she was there, she was shocked by what she saw staring back at her.

Instead of a petite blond femboy in a bunny suit like there normally was, there was an adorable woman who looked gorgeous in the bunny suit. Blake placed her hand on her cheek in disbelief. In an instant she somehow turned into a woman.

Her hair was now twice as long, and her face was completely feminine, while her waist was slightly slimmer and her hips were a bit wider. Then there was her chest and crotch; one had gotten huge, while the other had gotten so flat it was clear something was missing.

As Blake stared in awe at herself, she noticed something. She no longer felt uncomfortable or awkward, even though she was still wearing her uniform. She smiled and laughed a bit as she told herself she knew it was just that the uniforms weren't meant for men to wear.

The fact that she wasn’t feeling awkward or uncomfortable now that she was a woman was proof of that. Of course, she didn’t even think that perhaps her discomfort wasn’t because of the feminine clothing but because of how they made her feel, the emotions it caused to surface from within her.

After checking herself out for a bit, Blake looked at the bra still on the floor and smiled. As happy as she was to finally wear the bunny suit without the discomfort and awkwardness, she sort of wanted to see what she looked like in the mysterious clothes that showed up out of nowhere.

So she went and changed into them: a pink spaghetti-strapped top, a black skirt, a pair of ankle boots, and of course the bra from before with matching panties. Every piece fit perfectly and Blake loved how they made her feel.

She spun around a few times, all while giggling. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this happy. She was in a super good mood all of a sudden, but that mood quickly soured as she realized something.

She wasn’t sure how she became a girl, nor was she sure she wanted to reverse it, but if she didn’t turn back into a guy, that meant she couldn’t work here since it was a femboy bunny bar, and a woman would ruin that.

Blake frowned a bit, as she truly liked serving customers and playing as her bunny persona, Pink Blaze. It would be devastating to lose that just because she was a girl now. Blake pouted a bit as she wondered if there was any way she could convince the boss not to fire her.

She thought about it as she walked out of the changing room and looked over the bar area. Blake’s coworkers were all running around serving their customers, just like she had been doing before going to the changing room and changing drastically.

She sighed, as she knew there would be no way she could convince her boss to let her keep working here, but she wished it could happen. Blake sat at the door to the changing room and watched as her coworkers continued running around serving people.

She figured this would be the last time she was here as an employee, which made her heart sink, but then before it completely sank, she noticed something going on with the new guys she had talked to earlier. Blake's heart started to flutter, and she was less worried about losing her job.