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 ï>¿Tina Makes Stripper Fantasy Real by LuckyDave1066

   She just wants a bit more wildness before settling down!

   Though the outing she and Darren had agreed upon on this humid July
night was relatively tame by comparison with many of her recent
exhibitionist adventures, Tina was unusually nervous.  The normal
anticipation of soon being naked somewhere it was definitely not
appropriate was responsible for some of the anxiety she was feeling, but
the best part of her nervousness was due to her plan to talk to her
boyfriend about something significant which had recently happened to her;
something that didn't happen, really.  The non-event would have meant big
changes for them both had it actually come to pass.  She felt she needed to
discuss it with him, but her choice of time and place to broach the subject
was unusual.

   Darren drove slowly around the perimeter of the park and the full length
of the parking lot, checking for any sign they didn't have the park to
themselves.  Seconds after he parked his convertible in a well-shaded area
of the deserted lot, she took off her summer weight wrap dress and tossed
it in the back seat.  She hopped out of the car wearing only a pair of
open-toe sandals and strolled nonchalantly over to a pool of light below a
street light at the edge of the otherwise dark parking lot.

   Darren hustled over to join her and get started on a walk across several
baseball and soccer fields.  The setting had typically been free of other
people on several other occasions they'd covered the same route; typically,
but not always.  One night in May they'd been surprised to find themselves
sharing the park with another couple on a late-night stroll, out walking a
pair of golden retrievers.  They passed by close enough that even lit only
by moonlight the strangers must have been able to tell that Tina was naked,
but the dog walkers kept quiet and continued on their way.  The fairly low
probability of being seen made this route seem almost safe, but the proven
possibility of being spotted was what kept things interesting for Tina; the
combination of the warm summer night and a light breeze made coming across
other people out for a walk seem a bit more likely.

   Just about halfway through their walk, Tina gathered up her nerve and
said, "I've been meaning to tell you about something for a few weeks, but I
wanted to be sure how I felt about it myself first.  Last month I was late,
and was starting to think I might be pregnant."

   "Why didn't you tell me?" Darren asked.

   "Like I said, I wanted to think about it myself first.  It turned out to
be a false alarm; I'm definitely not pregnant, but in the couple of weeks
where it looked like I might be, I realized that I'm ready to be."

   Darren was silent for a minute or two; as dark as it was, she couldn't
see his face well enough to guess what he was thinking; Tina waited
nervously for some sort of reaction.

   She broke the silence, "I know it's a lot to consider, and I'm not
saying I want to do anything about it right away, but I thought you should
know I'm starting to think about it."

   After another pause, Darren replied, "I'm just old-fashioned enough to
insist that if you want to have a baby, then we, I mean," he dropped to one
knee before continuing, "I mean, will you marry me?"

   "Oh, Jesus, I didn't expect you to react like this!" she laughed, "I
love you, but you just can't propose to me while I'm naked in the middle of
the town park!"

   "Hey, don't blame me, you chose the location to start this
conversation!"

   "Maybe so, but I need to have a different story when people ask me how
and where you proposed!"

   A few days later, Darren made a more traditional proposal, with a nice
engagement ring and a properly dressed new fiance.

   Several weeks later, already deep into planning a relatively modest
wedding, Tina looked up from the tablet she was using to browse wedding
dresses and said to Darren, "It's kind of ironic that your original
proposal was made while I was nude in public."

   "How so?" he asked.

   "Well, as much as I enjoy my exhibitionist adventures with you," she
started.

   "And a few without me," he interrupted.

   "Those too," she continued, "I'll probably have to give all that up; I
don't think I want to have to call a babysitter and ask her to stay late
while we try to make bail after someone takes offense at my nudity and
calls the police on us!"

   "I hadn't thought about that," he said, "maybe we can come up with some
less public adventures for you."

   "Maybe so, but I still have a few fantasies which would be better done
before we start a family.  Or maybe not at all," she said, frowning.

   "Such as?" he asked.

   "I've told you before about how much I want to dance at a strip club on
their amateur night sometime."

   "I remember, believe me.  But you won't get arrested doing that, so you
could still do that one."

   "Technically, yes, but I'm already on the old side to be a stripper, and
who knows how long it might take me to get back into shape after a
pregnancy, if I even can!"

   "Sounds like you want to do this one fairly soon," Darren sighed, "as
hot as seeing you doing a striptease on a club stage would be, I'll admit
I'm not crazy about having a bunch of horny dudes watching along with me."

   "What if we went with a few people we know," Tina said, "who already
know I do this kind of thing, like Kristen and Dave?  And maybe one or two
other people we know but don't really see often and are likely to be
discreet?  I'd really like a cheering section if I'm going to be competing
against some 21 year-old babes, and you'd have some company to distract
you."

   "I did get an email last week from one of my college buddies; he lives
in Dallas now, but is working a short term gig here.  I'm sure he wouldn't
mind seeing you naked," he replied, smirking, "and Kristen and Dave would
be fine; considering what you've told me about what she's gotten up to I
don't imagine my little sister is going to breathe a word about this to
anyone."

   "So you're okay with it?" Tina asked.

   "I guess so, if you really want to do it; I can even help out by
checking out a few clubs to be sure we find you a nice place to perform!"
he replied, earning a playful swat with a rolled-up wedding cake vendor's
brochure.  Despite seeming to object to Darren's suggestion that he do some
research, Tina agreed it was probably a good idea; she imagined a lot of
clubs might be seedy enough to ruin her fantasy.

   A week later, after checking out a load of online reviews and making
brief visits to the most promising pair of clubs, Darren brought up the
website of his first choice so Tina could get a feel for the place and
check out its reviews.  She couldn't see anything to object to, the place
looked about as respectable as any such joint was likely to be.  He assured
her that it seemed to be clean and well run, though he couldn't vouch for
the private lounge or dressing area.  "Okay," she said, "this one should
do, assuming they have amateur contests.  You're sure it's far enough from
town to keep me from stripping for one of my work colleagues?"

   "I checked when I made my visit, they have a contest once a month; the
next one is Saturday, October 3rd, so we'll have some time to line up your
supporters.  I suppose it's possible that a random co-worker could get to
know you better than you'd prefer, but it seems very unlikely; this place
is pretty far out in the sticks, anyone living anywhere near your office
looking for a place to see some skin would have several closer options."

   "It's a date then!" Tina said, getting up from her spot on the couch
next to Darren, "I'd better start practicing!" She put on some music,
stepped up onto the coffee table in front of the couch, and began swaying
to the beat.  Watching her unbutton her blouse, Darren thought that
whatever reservations he might have about his fiance's latest exhibitionist
adventure, he certainly would enjoy her practice sessions!

   To Darren's relief, Tina took care of asking Kristen and Dave if they'd
be willing to come and support her, leaving only his friend Leo to recruit.
As he expected, Leo was easily talked into coming along, though he was
definitely surprised to be asked to meet the fiance of his old college
friend in this unorthodox way.  Leo asked if he could bring a local
co-worker who he'd been hanging out with during his assignment in this
town; Dave asked Leo his friend's name and where he worked, and after an
hour or so checking out his contacts on a couple of his social media
accounts, decided he wasn't connected with either his circle of
acquaintances or Tina's, so he agreed to this addition to Tina's fan base.

   Time seemed to drag for Tina over the weeks leading up to her debut as a
stripper.  She had never spent so much time planning and having to wait for
one of her adventures to be completed; a fair number of them had been spur
of the moment events with absolutely no planning.  Knowing what she was
planning but having to wait for it was a semi-sweet kind of torture, and
definitely made it hard to concentrate on work, especially in the last few
days of September.  She found herself looking at the date circled on her
desk calendar again and again, counting the days until her performance. 
When the time came to tear off the September page and switch to October she
switched to counting hours.

   When big day finally arrived, Tina told Darren she didn't want to arrive
at the club until fairly close to the time the contest would begin.  Since
it wasn't scheduled to start until 11:00, she asked him to time their
arrival to get her there between 10:00 and 10:30.  She figured that would
give her plenty of time to sign up for the contest and get ready, but not
so much time that she could get intimidated by the setting, her
competition, or just the idea of what she was planning on doing.  Darren
passed their schedule on to Kristen and Leo.

   Darren pulled in to the parking lot of the club at 10:21, right on the
schedule.  His jittery fiance asked if she could have a minute or two to
calm down before heading in.  "Of course, take as long as you need," Darren
said, "we can go in or not.  We can just go home and watch a movie if you
want."

   "No, I want to do this, I'm just a little nervous."

   Dave and Kristen pulled in and parked a couple of spaces away; seeing
Darren and Tina still in his car, they came over, Kristen asked Tina, "You
okay?  You look a little shaky."

   "Yeah, just a little stage fright.  I get this way before giving
presentations to the department heads at work, too," Tina replied.

   "I'm willing to bet that crowd is less appreciative than your audience
here will be," Kristen said.

   "Yeah, they never tip me when I finish a presentation!" Tina said,
starting to smile, "Let's go in."

   Dave, Kristen, Darren, and Tina went in, with Darren and Tina able to
skip the cover charge after telling the bouncer at the door Tina was
planning on entering the contest.  Tina's eyes went wide seeing at least
three dozen patrons enjoying the current performer's act; seeing the crowd
all wearing some sort or another of mask was both odd and reassuring.  The
tall and shapely brunette on the stage was the only person in the joint not
masked, and was currently busy sliding her shorts down and wiggling her
thong-clad butt at her audience.  She stepped out of the shorts, down now
to a sheer pink bra and panty set, some dangerous looking stilettos and a
black garter.  Darren went straight over to the bar to ask about getting
Tina signed up for the contest while Tina, Dave, and Kristen lucked into an
open table right at the stage.  "You could have saved us a little money if
you said you'd be entering the contest," Dave said to Kristen in a quiet
moment between songs.

   "You'd like to see me do that?" she asked, "with Darren in the audience?
I don't think so.  I don't need my brother imagining me naked the next time
we're sitting across the table at a big family get-together!"

   "You said he used to spy on you and your friends sunbathing when you
were both home from college, so he's probably been imagining you that way
for years anyhow," Dave replied.  With a new song playing, he had to shout
in Kristen's ear, which allowed him to keep an eye on the brunette on stage
as she slipped her bra off.

   "Forget it, not going to happen with the current group," she replied,
"but I'm not completely ruling it out some other time!"

   "I clearly need to get some alcohol into you," he replied, then headed
for the bar.

   Kristen and Tina watched the dancer, each mentally filing away some of
her moves for possible future use.  In a few minutes, Dave rejoined them at
the table, bringing a round of tequila shots, saying, " I thought shots
made more sense, with less need to mess around with our masks.  Darren is
watching the end of the Auburn-Georgia game at the bar." Turning towards
Tina, he said, "While I was there I saw Darren put your name on the sign-up
sheet for the contest, but you still have to see the DJ to be let
backstage, fill out some paperwork and get ready." Since it was still
almost half an hour before the contest would begin, she had time to join
her companions as they raised their glasses and shared a toast to her
bravery.  They downed their shots and the conversation turned towards the
dancer on the stage, who was now near their end of the stage and was
teasing the crowd with several false starts towards getting out of her
panties.

   "What do you think, is she hot?" Kristen asked her husband, knowing any
man with at least one functioning eye would say she was.

   "Ah, I guess she's okay," Dave cautiously replied, having a hard time
making eye contact with his wife, thoroughly distracted by the sight of the
dancer's pink panties landing on the stage, "I'm just studying her, her
tech, um, technique...I mean, you have to admit she's good at her job."

   "I agree, " Kristen said, smiling, "and she deserves to be well
compensated, so you should tip her." She fished a few bills out of her
purse and reached over towards Dave to hand them to him.  He noticed the
dancer approaching and quickly pointed at Kristen, still waving the wad of
cash; the dancer adjusted course and stepped to the edge of the stage
directly in front of Kristen.  Kristen blushed as she realized everyone
nearby was now waiting to see how this transaction was going to be
conducted.  The dancer motioned for Kristen to stand up and come closer;
with all eyes on her, she complied, stepping up to the rail at the edge of
the stage and raising a $10 bill.  The dancer lifted her right leg and
wrapped it over Kristen's shoulder, smiling and pointing at the garter high
on her thigh, the only piece of fabric available to receive tips.  Kristen
stuffed the bill in the garter, tipping her head up as sharply as she
could, less to make eye contact than to just get her face away from the
dancer's crotch!  Her face reddened even more as the dancer looked down at
her and winked before pulling her leg back and moving on to accept some
more tips.

   Kristen sat down in a bit of a daze as the dancer left the stage.  A
minute later Darren arrived with a beer in his hand, asking, "Did I miss
anything interesting?"

   "Nope, not a thing!" Kristen said, her glare at Tina letting Tina know
she did NOT want her brother brought up to speed on how she'd spent the
last couple of minutes.  "And what kind of fiance are you, ignoring your
bride-to-be to watch a football game then showing up with a beer for
yourself and nothing for the table?"

   "I am ashamed, truly I am, what will you all have?" he replied, hanging
his head in mock shame.

   "What about another round of Patron?" Kristen asked her companions;
everyone nodded, and Darren headed back to the bar.  As he was passing the
entrance he saw his friend Leo coming in and caught his eye.  Leo and his
friend joined Darren at the bar.  After a round of greetings and
introductions, Darren asked Leo if he'd mind bringing the round of shots
the bartender was pouring to their table so he could catch the last few
minutes of the game, saying, "you can't miss our table, it's right next to
the stage and it's the only one here with two good looking but fully
dressed women!"

   "I don't mind getting the round, but shouldn't you come along to
introduce me?" Leo asked, "it's not as if Auburn is likely to score three
touchdowns in the last four minutes."

   "A man bearing a tray full of high-end tequila shots needs no
introduction, and I'll be along in a few minutes," Darren replied as he
added shots for Leo and Leo's friend Dan to his order.

   "Okay, off I go; enjoy the game, what's left of it," Leo replied.

   "I'll have my shot here and watch the game with you," Dan said, "and
I'll bring another round over as soon as the game's over."

   Leo found Dave, Kristen, and Tina easily and introduced himself.  As
Darren had predicted he was welcomed warmly; he couldn't be sure whether it
was because he was bearing a tray full of shots or simply because he was an
old friend of Darren's.  He'd been with the group less than two minutes
when he felt a tap on his shoulder; it was the stripper who'd had Kristen
blushing a few minutes ago, now wearing a matching black bustier and thong
as well as a red mask, asking if he'd like a private dance.  "I just got
here, I haven't even seen you on stage yet," he protested.

   Dave spoke up, saying, "Man, just go, I'm sure you won't regret it!"
Tina and Kristen nodded their heads vigorously in agreement.

   "Okay, you've convinced me!" Leo said, letting the sexy brunette lead
him back to a private VIP lounge divided into a number of small cubicles.

   Dave, Kristen, and Tina watched the next dancer work her way out of a
pair of very brief cut off jeans and a tank top, but their conversation
kept coming back to how they imagined Leo was faring.  He returned after
spending three songs in the private area, sporting a huge grin.

   "So, how'd it go?" Kristen asked.

   "You won't hear any complaints from me; she didn't do anything that
could get her arrested, but that Elise really knows how to tease a guy."

   "Thanks for the compliment," the surprised group heard their new
favorite stripper say.  They hadn't noticed her coming up behind them. 
"Are you next?" she asked Dave.

   "I'd really love to, but I'm here with my lovely wife, who you've kind
of already met," he said, pointing towards Kristen, "and we're here tonight
to support our friend," he said, pointing at Tina.  "She's going to be in
the amateur strip contest any minute now, so I need to be here for that."

   "No worries, the contest ALWAYS begins a good half hour late.  It won't
start until at least 15 minutes after the DJ calls the contestants
backstage.  Couples get a two for the price of one discount, no charge for
the second guest!  What do you say?"

   Dave looked at Kristen, not wanting to put her on the spot by agreeing
without knowing she was okay with the idea.  Seeing her nod her head
slightly, he told Elise, "We're in, as long as we can be back in time to
cheer for our friend." Elise led the nervous couple back behind the curtain
screening the private lounge from the main area.  Four songs later they
finally heard the DJ call the contestants to his booth.  They each wondered
what might have happened if the DJ's announcement had come one or two songs
later; Elise was naked and in no hurry to do anything about it, knowing
everyone would be focused on the contest for a while.  Dave's shirt was
open, and his chinos were down around his ankles.  Kristen was sitting next
to him, topless.  After they had buttoned, hooked, zipped, and tucked in
everything that needed to be restored to its normal state, they settled up
with Elise and scrambled to rejoin their group.

   Darren and Dan had joined Leo at the table; Darren gave Tina a kiss for
luck and she was off on her way backstage, shivering slightly as she
climbed the stairs leading to a corner of the stage; the club looked
different from up there, with at least a dozen lights trained on the raised
space, making it hard for her to see much of anything else beyond the
lights.  She thought about soon having all that light on her, and shuddered
at the thought that if she didn't lose her nerve the light might end up
being the only thing covering her!

   The club's owner greeted the gathered contestants and thanked them for
participating, then gave them a quick summary of the contest's rules and
prizes.  Tina was nervous enough that the only rule which caught her
attention was something about not letting the audience touch them if they
were completely naked!  "I never even thought about that," she thought, "I
hope I haven't overlooked anything else important," More so than the $200
prize for winning the competition, the fringe benefit of being allowed to
treat a guest of their choice to some quality time in the VIP lounge made
her even more determined to win.  When the owner had wrapped up his
presentation he thanked them all and said he hoped they enjoyed themselves.
He wished them all luck and said the contest would begin in 10 minutes.

   When the owner's presentation was done, the three other contestants and
Tina were shown to the dressing area.  They all scattered, each looking for
an open space to work on their makeup and outfits.  She was surprised at
how run down the backstage area was compared with the well-kept area she'd
been hanging out in up until now, but guessed it made sense that the space
open to customers would be where the looks mattered.  She found a free
alcove and had just begun touching up her makeup when she heard a voice
behind her say, "don't go too crazy with your makeup.  You don't want to
look like just another stripper; this crowd likes their amateur strippers
to look like they just happened to stop by and decided to get naked on a
whim.  I think it lets them imagine their wives or girlfriends dancing here
sometime."

   Tina looked up to see who was offering her makeup tips and was surprised
to see the sexy brunette who'd been luring various members of her group
back to the private lounge for the last half hour.  Elise had seemed like a
slinky predator before, but now she was behaving like some sort of mentor;
Tina was glad for any advice she could get from someone so well versed in
how to please the crowd she'd soon be performing for, so she asked, "I've
never done this before with more than one man watching me.  Any last-minute
tips?"

   "Well, you don't have time to learn anything complicated, but I can give
you some basic suggestions.  Don't try to be some sort of aloof,
untouchable chick, smile as much as you can.  And make eye contact; you'll
be surprised at how many guys will, at least part of the time, overcome the
spell your naked body casts over them and actually look you in the eye. 
Don't try anything too ambitious unless you've been practicing it at home
for a while; I've seen girls take nasty falls off the pole when they had no
business being on it in the first place.  Not sexy.  Most of all, enjoy the
ride, if you really haven't done this before it can be overwhelming, but in
a good way.  Have fun out there, it really is a rush when the crowd gets
into it."

   "Thanks, it's a lot to take in, but it may help.  By the way, is the
rule about not having any contact with the audience when you're nude
strictly enforced?  It seemed like you broke the hell out of that one with
my friend!"

   Elise laughed and said, "Nick acts strict, but he's really just trying
to keep his dancers safe.  You should move away from anyone who gets too
grabby, but as long as it's not too blatant you can get a little creative
with how you let patrons give you tips.  Besides, I always tell Nick that
I'm not actually naked if I'm wearing a garter."

   "I came prepared for that, at least," Tina replied, hiking her skirt up
to reveal a red garter."

   Tina was still absorbing Elise's brief tutoring session when the music
faded out and was replaced by the DJ's voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's
hear a nice round of applause for Debbie!" Tina hadn't paid any attention
to what had been going on out on the stage since she'd been backstage, but
she now saw a naked redhead coming through a gap in the curtain at the
corner of the stage.  Debbie held a fat wad of bills in one hand and a
clump of clothing in the other.  Seeing her reminded Tina to be sure to
retrieve any clothing she took off before leaving the stage; since her
outfit for the stage was all the clothing she had with her, leaving it
behind would make returning to join her friends more than slightly awkward.
The DJ continued, "It's time for tonight's featured event, The October
edition of The Doll Haus Amateur Striptease Contest!  We have four lovely
ladies competing tonight, please give them each a warm welcome!  First up
we have...Heather!

   The music came back up; Tina joined the other two remaining contestants
in peeking through small gaps in the curtains as a tall, skinny blonde
stepped slowly out to the middle of the stage.  Heather didn't have much in
the way of curves, but she had a pretty face and went right to work getting
out of her clothes, quickly sending her khaki shorts and polo shirt to the
stage floor.  The audience seemed to like her, cheering loudly as she
played with her bra's shoulder straps before finally slipping her arms out.
The cheering intensified when she unhooked her bra, loudly encouraging her
to take it off.  She let the bra go, revealing her A cup breasts.

   Tina was surprised by how enthusiastic the crowd was; they seemed to be
happy enough to see Heather's boyish figure being revealed, won over by her
enthusiasm.  Heather seemed genuinely hesitant to take off her panties, but
after at least a minute of shaking her head no and one or two false starts,
the audience's vocal support seemed to help her get over her reluctance and
her panties joined the rest of her outfit.  She took a naked walk around
the perimeter of the stage collecting tips, thenscooped up her clothes and
disappeared behind the curtain, blushing but also smiling.

   "Great job, Heather!" shouted the DJ, "Time for contestant number two,
please welcome Emma!"

   Peering through a gap in the curtains, Tina saw the second of her three
competitors skip to the far end of a narrow section of the stage projecting
out into the seating area.  The petite brunette playfully raised and
lowered the hem of her t-shirt as she went.  She revealed a bit more of her
torso each time she lifted the shirt, then eventually a little bit of her
lacy red bra.  She turned and walked slowly back towards the main part of
the stage, continuing to reveal more and more of her bra; when she reached
the larger section of the stage she turned back to face the crowd and
pulled her shirt the rest of the way off, tossing it back to a spot near
the mirrored wall at the back of the stage.

   Tina studied the start of Emma's act, trying to guess how the crowd
would rate her compared to Tina.  With her shirt off, Tina could tell Emma
was curvier than the first dancer, with boobs around the same size as her
own, and a narrow waist.  "Nothing the slightest bit boyish about this
one," Tina thought to herself, "whatever she does, I'll need to top it if I
want to win this thing." She was pretty sure the audience was already
making more noise for Emma before she was even topless than they had for
Heather when she was naked!

   Tina's concentration on her competition was interrupted by the other
remaining contestant, taking in the show at her own gap in the curtains a
few feet away.  "I can't believe they're both going through with this!" the
slightly heavy strawberry blonde hissed.

   Tina wasn't sure if her nearby competitor was talking to her or just out
loud to no one in particular, but broke away from watching Emma unbutton
her denim shorts long enough to answer, "Why wouldn't they, I mean it is a
strip contest, in a strip club.  Were you not expecting them to strip?"

   "The three of us are all pledging Omega Sigma Beta, and doing this is a
requirement.  We were told we had to get up on the stage and take something
off, but there was no requirement to take off more than one piece of
clothing.  I can't believe Heather got naked, and it doesn't look like Emma
is going to stop at taking off her shirt either!"

   "But you can still just take off your one piece of clothing to satisfy
the requirement, right?" Tina asked, annoyed that this distraction was
making her miss seeing what Emma was doing.

   "Technically, yes, but we're competing for a limited number of openings,
so there's a lot of pressure to outdo each other.  During the drive here,
the three of us made a pact; we'd each take off one piece of clothing, no
more and no less.  So much for that agreement!"

   "Maybe Emma will still keep her end of the bargain," Tina said as she
turned back to look at what was happening on the stage.  "Oh, shit, sorry,
it looks like she's not sticking to the plan either," Tina said, watching
as Emma stepped out of her shorts, which had landed on the stage while Tina
had been talking with the nervous would-be sorority sister.  The upset
college student backed away from the curtain, mumbling something to
herself, allowing Tina to focus on watching Emma strip.

   As her third song began, Emma began getting out of her bra, unhooking it
but holding it firmly in place with one arm.  For a short time, at least;
by the middle of this final song she had drawn the shoulder straps down her
arms and over her hands, then gave in to the pleading of the audience,
raising both arms high as her bra fell to the floor.  Tina couldn't help
being impressed by the way Emma, a college freshman, was teasing her
audience.  She guessed there must be at least one or two boyfriends in her
past or present who'd been treated to some version of what several dozen
onlookers were now enjoying.

   Emma surprised herself, and maybe her fellow pledges, by getting out of
her panties; after Heather had gone completely nude and Emma had performed
so slickly in stripping down to her last piece of clothing, Tina, and
probably most of the audience, had fully expected to see her get naked.  As
her last song was winding down, Emma had turned her back on the audience
and peeled her panties down far enough to give the crowd a good look at her
shapely exposed ass, and for those watching her reflection in the mirrored
wall, a clear view of her lacy red panties sliding down, exposing her
pussy.

   With her panties now covering nothing but a bit of her thighs, Emma
turned to face her audience and let her last bit of clothing fall to her
feet The DJ came on as the music faded out, asking the audience to give
Emma a round of applause; the naked student pulled her panties back in
place and made a trip around the edge of the stage, accepting an impressive
amount of tips along with continued applause, then gathered up the rest of
her outfit and trotted backstage.

   Seeing her upset fellow pledge waiting to confront her as soon as she
was backstage, Emma immediately apologized for going beyond the limit they
had agreed on.  "Lauren, I am so sorry, I honestly did not intend to go
that far, I just got carried away," she began, "and I remembered you
telling me about how you went topless at a beach last summer, so after
Heather went crazy I guess I thought you might end up doing something like
she did."

   "Topless sunbathing is nothing like stripping naked in a damn club!"
Lauren growled, "besides.."

   The DJ unknowingly put an end to the argument, telling the audience,
"And now for our third lovely contestant tonight, please give a big Doll
Haus welcome to Lauren!"

   Still upset, Lauren walked out onto the stage, starting to dance after a
few hesitant steps.  Tina watched her for less than half a minute, long
enough to see Lauren, dressed in a mock schoolgirl outfit, untie her tie
and toss it away.  Thinking she had another 8 minutes or so before her turn
on the stage, she tried to focus on her routine, but was too distracted by
the image of herself on the stage, finally living out one of her oldest
fantasies.  As many times as she had imagined this, she had never realized
what kind of unsettling noise a club full of excited patrons could make. 
Until very recently her fantasy hadn't included having a fiance and
miscellaneous friends in the audience watching her strip; she was glad to
have some friendly faces out in the crowd, but knowing they might soon be
seeing her naked was somehow more unnerving than having a crowd of
strangers see her that way!  She was still trying to calm her nerves when
the DJ broke in well before Lauren's first song was over.

   "Okay, thank you, Lauren!  Now please, everyone, give a big welcome to
our final contestant, come on out, Tina!"

   "What the hell?" Tina shouted, "What happened?  It can't be time yet!"
When she saw Lauren run through the dressing room, red-faced but still
fully dressed except for her blouse and tie, she understood what had
happened.  Lauren must have tried to match Emma's act but been unable to
make herself continue stripping.  Like it or not, it was her turn. 
Finally.

   Tina's first steps out from behind the curtain were a little wobbly; as
often as she had fantasized about this moment, the reality was more intense
than she had expected.  Between the stage lighting, the catcalls from the
audience, and the thumping music, the butterflies in her stomach were
gaining strength.  The sheer number of men focused on her, all hoping to
see her naked, was enough to give her goosebumps; in all her previous
exhibitionist episodes she had set out to be seen, if at all, by small
numbers of people, and expected her exposure to happen quickly and not go
on for long.  Having several dozen spectators all enjoying the sight of her
gradually undressing over the course of several songs was something
altogether different.  "This is new," she thought as the crowd shouted
encouragement, "but maybe new will be good!" She felt her breathing settle
down to something close to normal.

   Trying her best to look relaxed, Tina strolled out onto the projected
part of the stage, unbuttoning half of the buttons on her red silk blouse
as she went.  With the crowd anticipating soon seeing all of the
translucent bra peeking out of the steadily growing opening between the two
sides of her blouse, she surprised her audience by instead turning her
attention to her pleated black skirt.  She deftly undid the button on the
waistband at her right hip; the crowd seemed to approve of the detour,
cheering and whistling louder.  Every eye in the audience followed her
right hand's progress, not sure whether she was about to unbutton the skirt
or unzip it, but looking forward to her skirt coming off one way or the
other.  She threw another surprise at the audience, her table of supporters
included, by gripping the edge of the opening near the button and giving it
a sharp yank.  The small velcro dots holding the skirt together gave way
easily.  Following through with the motion which had turned the skirt into
a loose strip of fabric, Tina flung it towards Darren.  Towards, but not
quite directly at him; she was as surprised as anyone else in the club at
the sight of the pleated black fabric fluttering over the heads of her
supporters seated at the first row of tables.

   Tina had been sure someone from her group would catch her skirt, but it
had disappeared beyond them, most likely never to be seen again; the
crowd's reaction told her that they thought the concept of her clothing not
just coming off but being irrevocably lost to her was pretty hot.  She
hadn't planned on this, but thought, "the way the crowd liked that, maybe
this twist is just the thing I need to win the contest.  I just have to
make sure I leave myself something to wear once I'm off the stage!" After a
quick pause to check herself out in the mirrored back wall, Tina headed
back towards the wall, unbuttoning the three remaining buttons on her
blouse, peeking back over her shoulder as she went.  She leaned back and
extended her arms straight down; with her arms straight, a quick shrug of
her shoulders was all that was needed for the smooth blouse to slide down,
and then off, her arms, landing on the stage.

   She kicked the blouse to the mirrored back wall and took a moment to
enjoy the sight of her reflection, now wearing just a largely sheer bra and
panty set.  She couldn't help blushing at the realization that only a small
lace panel was left between the hungry eyes of the audience and her freshly
shaved pussy, and nothing but sheer black fabric was now covering her
breasts.  She was sure her nipples hadn't been so obvious when she'd put
her bra on at home a few hours earlier, and giving them a brief pinch and
not so brief tug through the sheer fabric made them even more prominent. 
She thought it was possible that her barely covered ass might have
distracted the audience enough to keep them from noticing what mischief her
reflection was getting up to, so she extended her self-stimulation a bit
longer, "just to be sure nobody missed it," she thought, "or maybe just
because it feels so fucking good," she couldn't tell anymore, and didn't
really care.  With her back still facing the crowd she popped her bra's
hooks loose, quickly slid it off her shoulders, and turned around.  She
freed her arms from the dangling straps, holding the flimsy bit of fabric
more or less in place for a few seconds before pulling it away completely,
twirling it around above her head a few times.  She finally let it fly off
to her right, giving some stranger in the audience a souvenir.

   By this time the fog of arousal she was getting lost in had made her
completely lose track of whether she was midway through with her second
song or her third, but she still remembered that two of her competitors had
stripped completely.  She knew she would need to be completely nude by the
end of her time on the stage to have any chance of winning the contest. 
Though she was still shaking a little as she thought about her next move,
getting naked on the stage had been her goal all along, and now that she
was so close to being completely exposed she wanted it more than ever.  She
also knew the current song, "You shook me all night long" by AC/DC, well
enough to know that if it was her last song, she didn't have much time left
to get her panties off.

   She slipped her left hand inside the front of the panties, allowing
herself a few seconds of sliding her middle finger up and down her soft,
slick inner pussy lips, telling herself nobody out in the audience could
really see what her fingers were doing beneath the lace.  Deep down she
knew that it had to be obvious to at least the closer members of the
audience, but was almost beyond caring.  She quivered at the thought that
there was no telling what kind of show she might have put on if she hadn't
been so determined to win the competition!  Her competitive nature won out
over her arousal; she pulled her panties down quickly, slipped her feet
free from the small puddle of sheer black fabric, and bent over at the
waist to pick them up.  She stood up and faced her audience, smiling and
twirling the flimsy garment as the song faded out, and let it fly off her
finger to some happy fan at the left side of the stage as the DJ broke in,"
Wow, great job!  How about a round of applause for Tina, everybody!"

   The DJ's announcement did bring on a deafening level of applause, but it
also broke the spell Tina had been under, causing her to shiver from head
to toe as she saw her reflection, naked except for her heels and garter. 
She bent over to pick up her blouse, all that was left of her outfit for
her to bring backstage.  She stood up, still admiring herself in the
mirrored wall, and was about to head back behind the curtain, but paused to
turn and blow the audience a kiss.  Looking out towards the audience she
noticed many of the men seated along the edge of the stage were waving
bills in the air, waiting to tip her!  She looked over at the DJ, who
nodded and put on another song.  Fearing she might be tempted to part ways
with the last piece of clothing in her possession if she put it on or
carried it with her, Tina dropped her blouse and left it behind as she
began a naked tour all around the perimeter of the stage.  It took all the
willpower she had left to turn down some more ambitious ideas for placement
of the tips, but her patrons all accepted her direction to place their tips
in her garter.  A few minutes more of strolling around in the nude netted
her what she later discovered was over $110 before she finally headed
backstage.

   As soon as she was behind the shelter of the curtain she put her blouse
back on.  She studied herself in a full-length mirror to see what sort of
coverage the single garment could provide.  From her point of view it
seemed to be long enough, barely, to cover her ass and pussy; she couldn't
be sure what the audience members seated a few feet below the level of the
stage would see if she were to go back out there dressed this way, but she
was pretty sure their vantage point wouldn't provide the PG-13 view she was
seeing!

   She saw Elise getting dressed for her next set and asked her when the
winner of the contest would be announced.  "Oh, in about eight more
minutes, I would guess," Elise replied, smiling, "just listen for the DJ."

   Tina was a little surprised it would take so long to judge a contest
with so few competitors.  Only seconds after speaking with Elise she heard
the DJ call for the contestants to come back out on stage.  "That didn't
take nearly as long as Elise said," she thought, and joined Heather and
Emma as they stepped out from behind the curtain.  Lauren was nowhere in
sight, but that was no surprise considering how she had fared during her
time on the stage.

   When Heather, Emma, and Tina had all lined up at the main section of the
stage on marks taped on the stage floor, as directed by the DJ, he
addressed the audience, "It's time for you all to decide which of these
lovely ladies deserves to be declared the winner of tonight's competition.
Please make some noise for your choice when I call out their name.  First
up, who's voting for Heather?"

   A fair amount of cheering answered the DJ's question, but it seemed to
Tina like less cheering than had accompanied her actual stripping.

   After 30 seconds or so, Heather's vote was ended by the DJ as he asked,"
Okay, thank you, now who is going to vote for Emma?" A considerably more
raucous bit of cheering answered that question, aided a little by Emma's
beginning to dance in place as soon as her voting began.  Then aided a lot
by Emma's decision to take off her t-shirt and shorts again.

   "Okaaay, I wasn't expecting THAT," Tina thought as she listened to the
crowd.

   The DJ's voice came back over the speakers, "Thank you, Emma.  Now let's
hear who is voting for our final contestant, Tina?"

   Tina had already thought over her options during the voting for Emma;
with no lingerie left to lose, she couldn't match Emma's latest move, but
she wasn't entirely without options.  She danced in place while unbuttoning
her blouse, starting at the top and leaving only one button still fastened
at the bottom by the time she was done.  She raised the ante as her voting
period was drawing to a close, pulling her blouse open as far as the single
button left in place would allow, giving the audience a nice long look at
her naked boobs!  After flashing the crowd for 10 seconds or so, she closed
up her blouse but didn't bother buttoning it up.  Her improvisation worked
as she hoped, bringing her vote at least as high as Emma's had been.

   When the crowd settled down the DJ spoke again, "Well, it looks like we
have a tie between Emma and Tina; Who thinks we should have one more round
to declare a winner?" The crowd made more noise than ever.  "Alright, then,
we'll have one more round to give both ladies one last chance to convince
all you judges to vote for them!"

   The final round held the audience spellbound With voters for each
finalist enjoying every second, Emma and Tina went all out in a battle for
their votes.

   Emma unhooked her bra and pulled its straps down and off her arms.

   Tina turned her back to the audience and flipped the tail of her blouse
up, briefly flashing her naked ass.

   Emma let her bra fall away from her breasts.

   Tina opened her blouse and flashed her breasts again, not bothering to
pull her blouse closed.

   Emma turned her back to the audience and slowly pulled her panties down
beyond her ass.

   Tina turned her back to the audience, undid the last button holding her
blouse together, and dropped the top of the blouse lower and lower down her
back.

   Emma pulled her panties down below her knees, then let them go and
stepped out of them.  Completely naked, she raised her arms high and
twirled slowly around.

   Tina responded by letting her blouse slip off her arms and drop to the
floor, then turned back to face the audience, fully exposed once again. 
She bent over and picked up the pile of red silk.  She wadded up the last
piece of the outfit she'd left home wearing and launched it off into the
darkness beyond the well-lit stage!

   "Folks, I think we have a winner, don't you agree?" the DJ asked.  He
went through with the voting, but it wasn't close; Tina was officially
declared the top amateur stripper at the Doll Haus for the month of
October. She stayed on the stage long enough to accept two crisp $100 bills
and a dollar store tiara from the owner, then headed backstage.

   Sitting at the spot in the dressing area where she had prepared to
perform, Tina smiled as she stuffed her haul of cash into her makeup case
and thought, "Together with my tips, not a bad hourly rate, I wonder if I
should add this to my resume?" She looked around the room, hoping to find
some kind of clothing she could beg, borrow, or steal to avoid having to
rejoin her companions out in the club wearing only the plastic tiara.  The
club's regular dancers were nowhere in sight, apparently either done for
the night or perhaps busy working the floor and VIP lounge.  She saw Emma,
already dressed, heading for an exit door and asked, "Hey, do you have any
spare clothes I could borrow?  Or buy?  I'd be glad to pay you more than
enough to replace them." Emma's response was immediate and definitive,
consisting of a raised middle finger as she stepped out into the night.

   "Shit, now what?" Tina asked the empty room.  She didn't see anything
resembling clothing she could borrow anywhere in the room; apparently the
regular dancers didn't trust each other too well, keeping their stuff in
one of the lockers lined up along one wall.  She definitely didn't want to
go out the door Emma had left by, being stranded in the club's parking lot,
naked and locked out, didn't hold much appeal.  She thought about making an
unplanned visit to the stage and joining her supporters by climbing down
off the stage at their table, "but what if they're not at the table
anymore? I could end up giving the crowd another show and still end up
right back here!"

   She was about to take her chances on a brief return to the stage when
she noticed another door; assuming it wasn't leading to a closet or the
great outdoors it looked like it might be her best option.  She tried the
handle and felt it turn.  The room beyond was much darker than the dressing
area, with black floor, ceiling and black curtains for walls.  Tina stepped
into the room; she heard the door close behind her and tried the handle on
this side, which didn't budge.  It made sense to Tina that a door leading
to the dancer's private space wouldn't work if the space she had entered
was public, but that meant wherever she was now, she might have company at
any moment.  She strode towards the other end of the room, assuming there
had to be some other way out.

   Tina had reached the far end of the room without finding a door when one
of the curtains flew open.  She saw Debbie, one of the club's dancers,
leading a customer, both looking as surprised as she felt.  The couple
pushed past her, and a moment later she saw them disappear into a space
behind another curtain.  "Whoa, this must be the VIP lounge!" she thought,
"no place for an unaccompanied nude girl to be hanging out!" She tried to
remember where the table Darren and the rest of their group were sitting
when she last saw them was in relation to the entrance to the lounge.  She
was sure it was no more than fifteen feet away, so she took a deep breath
and opened the curtain.  She had guessed right about her party's location
and was relieved to see they were still there, but there were a lot of men
standing between them and her; she only saw glimpses of her group in gaps
between the clot of customers between them and her, and they didn't seem to
be able to see her at all.

   Tina's heart was pounding just thinking about the route to join her
companions.  There was precious little open space, so she knew she'd need
to brush past several of the men with nothing but a surgical mask and her
small makeup bag between her naked body and them.  She swallowed hard and
left the lounge, squeezing by a couple of men, putting their conversation
on hold when they noticed the woman they'd been cheering for on the stage a
few minutes ago was now wedging her way through the too small gap between
them, still as naked as when they had last seen her.

   By the time she had made it halfway to her destination, she'd lost track
of how many strangers hands had made contact with some part or another of
her exposed skin.  She thought at least some of the touches were
inadvertent, an innocent result of her forcing her way through the crowd,
but was sure the solid cupping of one of her breasts at a couple of points
must have been intentional.  She pressed on, pushing her way through the
last few men in her way.  During her final push, her progress was
interrupted briefly when her right nipple accidentally made contact with
both an icy cold beer bottle and the thumb wrapped around the bottle; she
let out a small gasp, unheard over the music playing, then continued on her
path, managing to drag her left nipple across the same bottle and the same
thumb before she finally broke through to her group.

   Darren, Dave, Kristen, Leo, and Dan were stunned to see Tina emerge
naked from the scrum of men standing near their table.  Kristen spoke up
first, "What the hell, Tina, why are you still naked?"

   "I guess I'm too competitive for my own good.  My plan was just to wind
up the crowd a bit by throwing my skirt to Darren.  When it disappeared
somewhere beyond you all, the way the crowd reacted, I kind of went a
little bit crazy throwing away the rest of my clothes.  I hadn't planned on
losing any clothing, so I didn't bring any backups." Tina replied, suddenly
feeling embarrassed to be standing around naked with her new acquaintances,
who seemed to be unable to stop staring.  "Kristen, can you go buy me one
of those long t-shirts they have on display above the bar?" she said, "so I
don't have to spend the rest of the night in the nude."

   "I can get that for you," Darren said.

   "Nope, I want to show you something," Tina replied, taking his hand,
"come with me." She pulled him straight through the same crowd she'd just
passed through, determined to get him to the VIP lounge as quickly as
possible.

   Five songs after Tina pulled Darren into one of the curtained cubicles,
the music stopped and the lights came up.  He was already getting dressed,
their having celebrated her winning performance with some urgent, almost
frantic fucking.  The events of the last hour or two helped both to come
quickly.  Darren went out to get the t-shirt Tina had asked for and handed
it in to Tina.  While Tina was opening the package and removing some pins
and labels, Darren hung out near the exit, automatically looking over when
the door from the dancer's dressing area opened.

   "Kerry?" Darren asked, confused but sure he recognized a friend he'd
known for a few years but hadn't seen in several months, "What are you
doing here?"

   Before Kerry had a chance to answer, Tina pulled the curtain open and
saw her mentor, now dressed modestly in jeans and a t-shirt with her stage
makeup removed.

   Tina made introductions, "Darren, this is Elise, she gave me some
valuable advice before the contest.  Elise, this is my very patient fiance,
Darren."

   Even though she recognized Darren every bit as much as he did her, Kerry
replied, "Good to meet you, but as long as we're being introduced, my real
name is Kerry.  I've only been Elise for the last 6 months or so."

   Darren hadn't seen Kerry on the stage or been around when she'd enticed
some of the group to join her in the VIP lounge; he hadn't quite grasped
what Kerry was doing here, but her use of an alias gave him a pretty good
idea; he responded, "Nice to meet you, what led you to become Elise?"

   Tina was surprised at the turn the conversation was taking, but she was
interested in what Elise, or rather Kerry, had to say.

   "I went through an ugly divorce and lost my job when the Engineering
firm I worked for was struggling.  My ex-husband used to tell me I'd be
good at this; he was a jerk, but it turned out he was right.  I promised
myself I won't do this for long, but for now, the money is good, and I like
having my days free.  How about you, Tina, was it what you were expecting?"

   "Oh, man, it was crazy, my heart is still racing.  I've thought about
doing this for so many years, and it lived up to my imagination.  And then
some."

   "I'm glad you had fun!  I hope you don't mind me offering one more
unsolicited piece of advice; enjoy this memory, but be careful you don't
let yourself get hooked.  Too much time in this kind of place can make you
do some crazy shit!" Kerry said, then turned to leave.  Tina's group was
still hanging around to see if Tina and Darren were interested in stopping
somewhere for a bite to eat; Kerry passed within a few feet of them as she
made her way to the front door of the club, but didn't make eye contact
with any of them on her way out.