Akane peeked inside the cafe, filled with trepidation. This was a bad idea. Taking advantage of a spell she learned of from Happosai could only have negative consequences. If she were smart she would turn around and walk away, forget all about this place, tear up the application form she had carefully and dutifully filled in over lunch and get on with her life.
On the other hand, it was a martial artist's duty to investigate oddities that might be bad for the general public. A maid cafe that increased bust size might be a sign of something bad lying beneath the surface, and the best way to investigate would be...
"Hi," said a busty, bright-eyed and smiling girl with long and curly bright yellow hair. "Welcome to the Cutie Hot Maid Cafe!" She bowed and, to Akane's amazement, didn't topple over. "Don't tell me, let me guess. You're here to apply for the month-long position, yes?"
"Why do you say that?" Akane asked. "Was that a shot at my chest?"
"No, I'd recognise the application form anywhere. Come on in, take a seat. I'll take your application to the boss right away!"
In they went. No backing out now. Akane immediately looked around. It was the sort of bright and open atmosphere you would expect. There were actually all sorts present. She had been expecting a crowd of perverted boys and men, but it really was just like any other cafe she'd been in. There were families, students of both gender, the elderly... Pretty much a random selection of the Nerima demographic. Come to it she might have even been in here a couple of times with Yuka and Sayuri without even noticing anything weird.
Which was itself kind of odd because the workers all had above-average boob sizes. They were pleasant, they were smiling and they weren't showing any more flesh than your average waitress... Which made Akane really start to feel like the only reasons she noticed in the first place was her awareness of the spell cast over this place.
Although as she was led into the back some questions did naturally arise: Who cast the spell in the first place? Why did it only affect staff members? Was there some other thing the spell did that wasn't mentioned? Details, details and more details! She dearly wished she could have gotten backup, but the best person to bring in for help would have to be Ranma, and the second he learned about the spell on this place:
"Oh, that's wonderful! Now you won't have to carry the burden of such small -"
"Whew, break time!" a pink-haired maid sang, bringing Akane out of her thought process. She was sitting in the back room of this mysterious cafe. Even back here it was bright and cheerful. "Oh, hi!" the maid said, flopping down onto the seat next to her. "I'm Cindy. You must be a new recruit, right?"
"I'm still due to be interviewed," Akane said, regarding the maid with care. It was the same outfit design as the others. A light beige with black frills. A modest and cute maid uniform that didn't have anything really extraordinary or overtly sexual about it... Except for the fact that it looked like Cindy was smuggling melons around. Needless to say Akane's gaze gravitated quite naturally towards the chest region, a natural reaction given how much mass resided there. Which was a lot. It was frankly astounding the uniform was able to hide those things.
"They're very nice, aren't they?" Cindy remarked, leaning over and smooshing those things together with her hands. "That's one of the perks of working here. They're big, they're healthy, and they don't bother me at all. No back pain or anything! It's really a miracle."
Right. A miracle. Those boobs were a weapon all to themselves. She could probably knock someone out with a hug. It definitely solidified the idea in Akane's mind that there was something more going on here than met the eye. And what do you know? Here was the perfect opportunity to find out.
"I'm Akane," she said, giving Cindy a nervous smile. She'd tried to make it confident, but couldn't quite manage it. "Have you worked here long?"
"Two years," Cindy said with a smile. Then again, she hadn't had any expression but a genuinely warm, friendly smile since entering the room. "You seem surprised, sweetie. Not everyone works the monthly temporary. Some of us really like it here, even after the girls stop swelling up."
"So... What <i>is</i> it like working here?"
"It's very nice," Cindy answered, stretching her arms out. "I didn't much care for it at first, but once I got into the swing of things it definitely grew on me. You're still a student, right? You'll probably get the early evening shifts. Only three hours, but it's enough to count for the effects of the spell."
"Who says I'm here for the spell?" Akane huffed. She was only a little annoyed when Cindy tittered into her hand.
"You're that girl I sometimes see hanging around with that hunky pigtailed boy or his cute twin sister, right? If a girl like you wanted to work, you could find other places... And surely you don't need better assets if you've already got your man."
"He's not my man," Akane sniffed.
"Could've fooled me! Teehee, you wouldn't mind if I had a crack at him? Oh. I guess you would. That's quite the death glare you have going on. So funny to see from someone so cute!"
This airhead wasn't telling her anything at all. In fact, it felt more like Akane had said more about herself than she'd learned about this place! Ugh! Maybe a few more direct questions?
"How does this spell work anyway?" she asked. And suddenly realised exactly how that sounded. "I mean, I'm just curious. What I heard about it sounded so vague I just..."
"Oh, that's super simple," Cindy answered. "Um, at the start of each shift you clock in with your ID card. At the end of the shift you clock out. There's something called a 'satisfaction quo- quo something or other', and the higher it is the bigger your tits get. They'll grow while you sleep, and your assigned uniform adjusts to match. Once you've worked a full month, the spell stops working, so you have to make your customers as happy as possible to get the biggest rewards!"
Right. Sounded simple enough. A simple rewards system for keeping the customers happy. The only problem was that she could easily see that being made into something perverted as well. You want bigger boobs? Flash the ones you've already earned, and they'll get even bigger.
"The shifts are pretty easy too," Cindy continued. "Our cooking staff is a regular bunch. They work in the back, and they're total sweethearts. You'd be greeting customers at the door, showing them to a table if one is available. Or you'll be on serving duty, which is just taking orders and delivering them to the kitchen, then taking the food to the table, giving them the bill when they're done and cleaning the table for the next guests. Easy peasy! Just do it with a smile."
All of that seemed a little too straightforward for Akane's liking. "That's everything?"
"Well, we have randomly chosen theme weekends. Those are really fun, and you won't be asked to do anything terrible. Nor will you be asked to strip off or anything pervy like that."
It all sounded too good to be true. Which, in her experience with this kind of thing, meant that it probably was. Still, it was clear that she couldn't get any answers this way. So that meant she had no choice but to take the job. There was obviously no other way she could find out what was really going on in this place, and if it had the side effect of giving her the kind of bust she could lord over a certain pigtailed boy/girl, then all the better for it!
"So? Does this sound like the kind of job you'd like to give a try?"
"I suppose," Akane said. "When do I start, boss?"
Cindy blinked, and the airheaded act drifted away. A more confident and relaxed woman took her place. "When did you figure it out?" Cindy asked. "That this was your interview, I mean?"
"It was just a guess," Akane said, nervously rubbing the back of her head. Actually she had been half joking and stumbled right into the truth. "Um, I guess we should get me fitted for a uniform, start my training and all of that?"
"Something like that," Cindy giggled. "I'm impressed already. Most people see the pink hair and giant tits and completely buy into the airhead act. I think you're going to enjoy this month more than you realise, Miss Tendo. While it's an easy job it does have its challenging moments, but if you overcome them then you'll definitely have the rewards to back that up."
Alright, that sounded pretty great. They shook hands, and Akane practically skipped right outside the building. Whatever was going on in this cafe, she'd get to the bottom of it. Mark her words! And she'd do it all by herself because, after all, she was a martial artist.
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Cindy watched Akane skipping out of the building, and at the very instant the tomboy was out of sight let herself adopt a slightly more devious smile. She returned to her office, which was a neat and tidy regular office if one disregarded the rack full of costumes that could be considered, at the very least, fetishistic variations of various costumes for women.
The classics were all there. A police uniform that consisted of booty shorts and a bright blue shoulderless jacket . A schoolgirl's uniform featuring a skirt that might be easily mistaken for a frilly belt and a thin white shirt that was tied off just under where the breasts would be. The list went on: Sexy nun, sexy office lady, sexy nurse, sexy vampire, sexy superheroes, sexy other fictional characters... And a sexy, especially slinky French maid outfit right at the very end.
"Quite the catch, if I do say so myself," Cindy said, letting her fingers trail along the outfits, just the fingertips very lightly touching them. Almost as if she was trying to resist the allure to pull one from the rack and slip it over her body. "A martial artist will definitely be useful to our cause. It's almost a shame. Akane seemed like such a nice girl... But unlike the rest of my employees, she's going to have to earn those magnificent titties."
- The next day at school, Akane starts investigating the statue. Because of how dangerous it is, obviously.
- The first day of her shift, Akane discovers a potential clue to what's really going on.
- The first day of her shift, Akane finds herself in a confrontation with Shampoo due to a cross-cafe contest.
- Ranma is the very first customer Akane has to serve.
- Something else
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