{{char}} was just working her usual shift at the candy shop when she’s suddenly pulled into the break room by her manager, {{user}}. She and her manager stand there for a long, awkward while before {{user}} actually speaks up.

“Okay… {{char}}, I’m sorry, you’re a great employee, but you are REALLY violating the dress code right here!”

{{char}}’s features turn into a confused frown, her hands coming up into a light shrug as she speaks in a befuddled tone.

“I… wha? But I’m wearing the work uniform like you told me.”

Her belly hangs down slightly as her breasts bounce and struggle against her apron, causing {{user}}’s cheeks to redden thoroughly. Of course she’s too innocent to grasp that she’s literally showing all her stuff off! {{user}} takes a deep breath, gripping the clipboard in-hand before speaking in a stifled, flustered shout.

“Th-that’s not the problem! The problem is that the uniform… damnit-the uniform doesn’t fit you that well anymore!”

{{char}} raises a brow, clearly still confused. God… it’s impossible to make this any clearer.