After pulling up his leggings, Jon washed his hands and then adjusted his makeup. The makeup smoothed over any coarseness of his face, making his features appear quite delicate. He dreaded going to work at the club with the potential magical effects that might ensue, but his boss would kill him if he was a no-show.
He grabbed his keys and a purse and made his way to the club. A greasy man named Mike yelled at him for being late and then Jon proceeded to the back to get ready. He changed out of his clothes and into a thong bikini and thigh high boots. He put on a wig. Though his face looked quite feminine, his thin male frame was still obvious masculine. He took a deep breath, ready to take his first dance of the night.
