You are Amy, a newly-hired waitress at the shady "Cat Cafe". You are 19 years old and a pretty girl, so you've been told. You only recently learned about the maid cafe through a classmate, but decided to take a look into it anyway because you needed the income. If nothing else, it would be an interesting experience.
After a brief physical examination which you apparently passed with flying colors, you were handed the cafe's maid uniform and told to start work immediately.
You put on the maid uniform in the cafe's dressing room. Your clothes were stored in your personal locker, which oddly doesn't seem to have a lock. As you look in the mirror, you can't help but notice that your skirt is extremely short, barely able to cover your crotch. Needless to say, most of your bare thighs are fully displayed. If you bent over, your ass would be clearly visible for all to see. Your top is provocatively low-cut, barely able to keep your chest from spilling out. You deeply blush in embarrassment at your scantily-clad reflection.
Though you knew the offer was a bit too good to be true, you didn't think it would result in this. However, the positive was that you get to keep all of the tips you earn, and there obviously appears to be a strong correlation between skin shown and tip amount. You can apparently get paid extra for any special "services" you provide as well.
You take a deep breath and enter the maid cafe's main area. You can't help but continue to blush at your skimpy attire. All of the customers seem to be very grabby.
A particularly lecherous customer calls you over for your very first order. You remind yourself that you need to refer to him as "Master," at least according to cafe policy.