The Spell: The Naked Eatery

Curt couldn't blame them,

"So what if I am?" She smiled, ever so slightly bending over and moving her feet apart,

"Enjoy it while you can dear," Meg warned, "Because sooner than later you're going to be my age and that all goes away,"

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Taylor asked with genuine confusion,

"I'm talking about the inevitability of time," Meg sighed, beginning to sound a little depressed, "And how sooner or later men stop wanting to see you naked,"

"I don't believe that for a second," Taylor objected, "Listen, they may be staring at Becca and me right now but that's just because we're naked, I'm sure if you stripped down right now they would be staring at you as much as us,"

"Sure they would," Meg said, rolling her eyes at the very thought, Taylor sighed and went back to work, stopping in between tables to whisper something in Becca's ear, both ladies smiled with overcharged excitement.

About five minutes later both ladies sat shoulder to shoulder at the counter in front of Meg grinning at her,

"Can I help you, ladies?" Meg asked,

"Everyone, can I have your attention!" Taylor called out to the whole restaurant, since half their eyes were already on her it didn't take long for the other half to follow suit, "We wanted to thank you for coming out to support us on our grand reopening night!"

Several of the patrons took a moment to cheer,

"Now, you've made it no secret that you've loved peeping at the two of us tonight," Becca said as the cheers died down, "And for the record, we've loved peeping at all of you,"

"But I'm sorry to say, not all of us have as much fun," Taylor said, continuing the speech as Becca took a step back, standing in the doorframe between the dining area and the kitchen, "Everyone I'd like you to meet our assistant manager, Meg,"

"Taylor, what are you doing?" Meg asked in a low whisper only those behind the counter could hear,

"Now Meg here is one of the best women I know, without her this restaurant wouldn't be standing, and we wouldn't all be here tonight," Taylor continued, "Yet despite being one of the most wonderful women in the world she's feeling self-conscious tonight, she's gotten the idea in her silly little head that being an ever so slightly older woman than Becca and I means no one here wants to see her naked,"

"Taylor!" Meg almost shouted as her personal fears were revealed,

"Now I want you to take a good long look at her, don't mind the clothes," Taylor continued, much to her friend's objection, "And we're gonna do a little poll, how many of you do NOT want to see Meg naked?"

Not a single hand went up,

"Now how many of you DO want to see Meg naked?"

Every single hand shot up,

"Well the people have spoken," Taylor said turning back towards Meg,

"Okay," Meg said, barely containing a smile, "You've made your point, thank you, Taylor, let's get back to work, Kay?"

Meg turned around to walk towards the kitchen, but she stopped when she saw Becca still blocking the door with an evil grin on her face,

"Excuse me," Meg said, looking very confused,

"Perhaps you weren't paying attention," Taylor said forcefully, "The people have spoken, we want you naked,"

"What are you-?" Meg began to ask, foolishly turning her back to Becca, who immediately upon seeing her blindside grabbed the shoulders of her jacket and pulled them down her arms,

With Meg's arms restricted Taylor was free to undo Meg's belt and pull down her jeans, purposely leaving her panties on for later,

Meg shouted unconvincing objections the whole time,

Taylor then made her way to the top half of Meg's body and ripped open her blouse, spilling the buttons all over the floor,

"Sorry," Taylor apologized, "But look at it this way, you're not gonna need buttons in a few seconds,"

All Meg could do now was grunt in protest as her shirt was pushed down her arms to bunch around her ensnared wrists, giving everyone in the restaurant a good look at her unmentionables,

"You know what?" Taylor said turning back towards the restaurant that was watching with bated breath, "I think I'll cut to the chase,"

Without a moments hesitation Taylor reached up and placed her hand on Meg's flat tummy, infecting her with the spell,

The crowd roared as the jacket and shirt were pulled off Meg's wrists, finally allowing her freedom as her bra and panties began to thin,

Meg was smiling harder than Curt had ever seen her smile before as her bra straps began to loosen,

Finally fully on board with everything Meg took a bow and when she straightened back up her bra was gone, on the floor in tatters, revealing breasts that, while still showing the realities of age, were still perky and enticing b cups that everyone struggled to look away from,

Finally, all that was left were her panties, and in keeping with the theatrics of the whole night, Meg turned her back to the crowd and bent over as she pulled her last article of clothing off her well-toned ass,

Once again the crowd cheered as she turned to reveal her bare pussy,

Taylor immediately put an arm around her,

"Doesn't that feel better?" She asked,

Curt's erection threatened to burst out of his pants as another one of his co-workers and oldest friends became a nudie in his restaurant,

"Um, excuse me," One of the college guys from the corner booth called out, "Can we get another round of hot wings brought to us by the hot blonde lady?"

"Yes, you can!" Meg grinned, her attitude having completely changed from five minutes ago as she waltzed past Becca and into the kitchen,

"We need another round of hot wings for table three," She announced to the kitchen, standing in full view for either of the two to see her were they not already preoccupied with other tasks,

"Coming right..." Brett trailed off as he looked up, his eyes locked straight onto her breasts, "Oh shit,"

"Meg!" Nick cried out upon looking up himself, "What happened?"

"It's very simple actually," Meg smiled as she saw a bump form in the middle of Nick's apron, "I look good naked, so I'm naked, you gonna keep asking questions or are you gonna take off your pants so I can shave you while Brett gets me my hot wings,"

Nick hesitated for a moment,

"Fuck it," he grunted, pulling off his apron and undoing his fly,

He must've been going too slow for Meg because he didn't make it five seconds before she marched over to him and started pulling off his clothes for him,

At the precise moment when she reached up and grabbed his exposed penis to infect him, Curt decided he had enough of watching his friends get naked and silently excused himself to his office, closing the door and pulling out a bottle of whiskey, pouring himself a glass,

This was not how he thought his day would start when he woke up to a stack of resignation letters, it occurred to him that he might be the last clothed person in his restaurant,

He poured himself another drink,

His restaurant, a restaurant named after his mother was now going to be a place forever associated with naked people,

That was going to be hard to explain to her.

He poured himself a third drink.

When he downed that last glass he got up and walked over to the window that looked out into the dining room, a window that was covered in a one-way mirror allowing him to watch the restaurant without anyone noticing on the other side,

He watched as Meg came out of the kitchen with her hot wings and brought them over to the college guy's table, to which they thanked her with a gentle slap on the ass, which she playfully scolded them for,

Taylor then came up right in front of the window to use the cash register, the two were less than a foot apart, separated only by a pane of glass,

He decided to pour another drink to calm himself down,

"I finally found a downside to being a nudie server," Becca began as she walked into view of the window,

"What's the issue?" Taylor asked, emptying the once again full tip jar into the bucket below,

"I have ketchup on my boob," Becca whined, raising her arm to show her,

"Probably not going to be the last time this happens," Taylor reasoned, "Just wipe it off,"

"Better idea," Becca said, "Why don't I go ask Brett to lick it off,"

"Make sure you wait until after closing," Taylor chuckled, "That poor boy has been primed to explode since I showed up at his front door this morning, anyway you don't have time, I think table six needs something,"

"Hold on, let me deal with this," Becca said, turning towards the mirror and using the reflection to find the ketchup smear,

Curt's eyes went wide as he watched her squish and manipulate her sizeable breasts in search for the stain, which she was able to eventually find and wipe off with her fingers,

"Uh, you know that's one-way glass, right?" Taylor asked, just then noticing the show Becca was putting on, "That goes into Curt's office,"

"Oh my god," Becca laughed, "Do you think he's watching us?"

Rather than be a secret peeping tom, Curt gently knocked on the window to let them know he was there,

Both girls burst out laughing as they walked out from behind the counter,

"Glad you enjoyed the show!" Becca grinned,

Curt groaned after he realized he was back to square one.

He was comparing how long it would be until someone came in to check on him versus how long it would take to rub one out under his desk when there was a knock on the door,

"Be out in a minute!" Curt shouted out,

Almost immediately the door opened and Meg walked in,

"What are you doing in here?" Meg asked, closing the door behind her,

"Paperwork," Curt said unconvincingly,

"Sure you are," Meg said, clearly suspicious of him as she walked around the room, stopping at the window he was just looking through, "You know, we've made more money tonight than we used to make in a week,"

"That's great," Curt nodded, the open view of Meg's breasts and legs making his issue worse by the second,

"So why are you in here?" Meg asked, sitting down on the corner of his desk, "I should think you should be at the centre of the action, taking it all in, especially if naked waitresses are involved,"

"I just needed a minute or two to myself," Curt reasoned, "There's a lot going on,"

"You know what I think your hiding," Meg reasoned, "Oh yeah, you're definitely hiding,"

"From what?" Curt asked defensively,

"From the spell," Meg guessed, "Hard to be the owner of a nudie place when you're not a nudie yourself, so why don't you take off those clothes and come join the rest of us?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Curt rejected,

"Look, hon, I know it can be intimidating," Meg said, turning to sit cross-legged, her vagina unknowingly spread wide open for him to see, "But I swear, five minutes in you'll feel so much more comfortable, I certainly did,"

"Clearly," Curt said bluntly as her pussy stared him right in the face, "But that's not the issue,"

"Then what is the issue?" Meg demanded, "Because neither of us is leaving this office dressed,"

"I'm trying to avoid a sexual harassment lawsuit, okay!" Curt blurred out,

"What, you're not an animal, you afraid your not going to be able to control your... oh," she realized, leaning forward to grab a peek of the bulge in his jeans, "I get it now,"

"See what I mean?" Curt said, covering his bulge with his hands, "Right now this denim is the only thing between me and the sex offender registry,"

Meg pondered this point for a moment,

"Wanna know a secret?" She said in a hushed tone, "My nipples have been rock hard since I got infected and every cell in my body is telling me to grab Nick and ride that man until my heart gives out, Brett's apparently been sprouting wood since yesterday, and according to Taylor, she hasn't seen a single guy who hasn't been dealing with this problem since we opened tonight, no one gives a shit if you're sporting an erection, depending on the lady they might consider it a compliment, so cut the bullshit, are you gonna strip or not?"

Curt glanced out the window, he saw Taylor chatting with the college guys in the corner booth as she collected their money, sure enough, every single one of them walked out the door with an erection, and Taylor didn't seem phased by it in the slightest,

"Here's the deal," He said as he stood up from his desk chair and undid his belt, much to her apparent surprise, "You're not going to gloat, you're not going to cheer, you're not going to make any sort of big deal about this, we're just gonna get this over with and move on, okay?"

"Scouts honour," Meg smiled as Curt let his pants drop and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him in his boxers,

"One more thing?" Curt requested, hesitating as he put his thumbs in his waistband, "Just... don't laugh,"

"Wouldn't dream of it," Meg assured him,

After taking a deep breath he pulled down his boxers, leaving him naked as Meg was,

She stood up and looked him up and down with the analytical eyes of a lawyer, her face completely stoic as she did so,

"Meg, you're killing me here," Curt almost shouted, bringing her back to reality,

"I'm sorry," she grinned, "You look great Curt, I'm really proud of you,"

Before Curt could've said no, she reached forward and hugged him, pressing her breasts into his chest as his dick brushed her thigh, he eventually reciprocated the hug,

"Well, what are waiting for big guy?" Meg said, pulling out of the hug and making for the exit doors, "Let's get back to work,"

He hesitated a moment, looked himself up and down, sighed at his erection and walked out the door and into the dining room,

It was coming up on the end of shift so there were only a couple of tables left, either finishing their meals or waiting for the check,

"Hey Curt," Becca greeted as she walked the kitchen with a stack of plates in her hand, her eyes fluttered downwards for a moment, "Looking good!"

As she passed him she gave him a playful slap on the ass, it amazed him how relaxed he felt about it and how not once upon leaving his office did he feel the need to cover up,

His eyes fell on Taylor, who was making small talk with a table as she handed them the debit machine, both parties laughing without a care in the world,

When she finally turned towards him as her table walked away she paused upon seeing him,

"Oh my god, Curt?" She said, her eyes growing wide and a smile breaking out on her freckled face, "Are you...?"

"Meg can be very convincing," He explained,

"I'll have to remember to thank her," she smiled, pulling him into the second naked hug of his life in as many minutes,

While he appreciated his hug with Meg, this hug with Taylor proved to be a problem, no matter how he positioned himself the tip of his penis was always pressed on the inside of her thigh and combined with the sensation of her erect nipples on his chest, it was frankly a miracle he didn't explode right then and there,

The rest of the night went fairly smoothly as the last few tables filled out,

Surprisingly enough Taylor escorted the last customer up to the counter where Curt was sitting, an attractive, professional-looking woman,

"And this is our owner Curt," Taylor introduced, "Curt this is Milena,"

"Nice to meet you Curt," Milena greeted as the two shook hands, "I'm the head of the Nudie Inclusion Council, a group advocating for the rights of those affected by the spell, on behalf of the council I wanted to thank you for repealing your clothed only policy tonight,"

"You're welcome," Curt said, "I wished I could say it was planned ahead,"

"Well regardless," Milena said, "We've been looking for a place like this to do what you've done for months now, so we just wanted to say hi and to invite you to one of our meetings tomorrow night,"

"Um," Curt said, the whole thing catching him by surprise, "Sure, see you then,"

"I hope we do," Milena smiled as she headed out the door, "The invitation extends to both of you, we'd love to meet the waitress who started it all, have a good night,"

"So," Curt said as Milena walked out, "Assuming we can get someone to cover... you wanna go?"

"You know Becca wasn't the only one of my friends looking for a nudie job," Taylor explained, "I'm pretty sure I can get Iris in here,"

"That's great," Curt said, "Then it's a date,"

"A date?" Taylor repeated, her voice hopeful,

"Yes," Curt nodded confidently, "A date,"

"You got me all nervous now," She smiled, walking over to the door and beginning to lock up, "What am I gonna wear?"

Curt smiled as the two walked into the kitchen where the rest of the staff was hanging around making small talk,

"Can I have your attention, everyone?" Curt called out to the kitchen, "I just wanted to thank you all, both for sticking with Gisele's and sticking with me tonight, when I woke up this morning I didn't think I was going to have a restaurant by the end of the day and now we're stronger than we've ever been, so give yourself a pat on the back,"

Becca used that request as an invitation to run her finger down Brett's spine, causing him to immediately tense up,

"Alright, I'm done pontificating," Curt chuckled, "Let's quickly clean up so we can all get home,"

Everyone quickly went to work scrubbing down the restaurant, Curt was about a second away from grabbing a sponge when Meg approached him,

"Actually you're gonna need to take care of something else," she informed him, she pulled a razor and a can of shaving cream out from behind her back,

"You're serious?" Curt questioned as he took both items in one hand,

"Every member of staff has to be shaved," Meg shrugged, "According to federal law, just be thankful you have a private bathroom in your office and don't have to do it in the employee restroom,"

Curt sighed as he walked into his office and stepped into the bathroom connected to it,

He had never manscaped before, the most he did was take a pair of scissors to cut out some pine gum that got stuck in there once (long story) and god forbid he was going to google how to shave his balls, after about ten minutes of pondering he decided to just wing it and hope for the best, spraying himself with so much shaving cream that it began to drip onto the floor,

With bated breath he brought the razor closer, his hand shaking as it neared, the damn thing nearly flew out of his hand when Taylor came up and knocked on the door frame,

"Hey Curt, do you know where the... what the hell are you doing?" She questioned,

"What's it look like?" He said,

"It looks like you have no clue what you're doing?" She guessed, "You look nervous,"

"I have a razor blade next to my junk," Curt reasoned, "Of course I'm nervous,"

"You want help?" She asked,

Curt felt his member twitch under the mountain of shaving cream at the mere thought of having Taylor that close to it,

"No thank you," He declined, "I'll manage,"

"Here," Taylor said, snatching the razor out of his hand and kneeling down in front of him, "Last thing we need is for you to sterilize yourself and get blood everywhere,"

Curt gripped the counter as she began to work, the gentle touch of her fingers and the razor exciting him beyond belief, he pulled out all the usual stops to try to keep himself calm, thinking of nuns and dead puppies, singing Old McDonald in his head, and running his hand under the coldest water the sink next to him could muster, but none of them worked,

All methods were helpless to Taylor's electric touch,

"All done," She announced, giving him a moment's belief that he might make it through this, "Was that so hard?"

Then, almost as if to tease him, Taylor playfully swatted at his penis, her finger running across the tip for barely a millisecond, but that was all it took,

Curt's legs grew weak as he erupted, gripping the counter until his knuckles turned white as he shot his load all over the unsuspecting Taylor's breasts.