Mr. Stripper

I'm a priest.

I screamed at the top of my lungs, drawing everyone's attention to myself.

This can't be true, right? I asked myself, but the answer is out of reach.

To make sure I'm not hallucinating, I lower my gaze, and surprisingly, I find myself putting on only lace pants.

Nah. This cannot be happening, and it must be a dream.

I've always been a boy.

I don't wear pants, and I don't have a female private part, so what the heck is going on, and is this real?

"Delilah!" One of the girls called out to me.

I turn around and gaze at the young lady.

"I'm not Delilah." I declare sincerely.

They all scuffed before closing the gap between us. "I know we don't always get along, but the owner of this club is going to come here soon, so you better get ready." She declares, forcing a smile across her lips.

"No... You're not getting it. My name is Emery, and I aspire to be a priest. I was recently involved in an accident, so you must assist me." I begged, sprinting towards the lady while placing my hands on my private parts to cover myself.

The pants made me feel completely naked, and the fact that all these other girls were staring at me made me feel insecure.

Besides, I'm a guy, and I shouldn't be in my underwear in front of a lady.

"Delilah. You don't have to come to me for assistance, okay? I wasn't the one who sent you to become the best stripper in the entire club, beside the man you have just fucked... He used to be my client, and you took him away from me, so I can't assist you." She declares coldly.

Today is the first time in my life that I've seen a grown woman half naked, so there's no way I had s*x with a man.

I don't even get this lady because, for Christ's sake, I'm a man. "Lord! Please assist your beloved son." I declare, clapping my hands together.

"Merritt. Can you believe she's praying to God to help her? And when did you begin to love God?" The lady in a lace skirt declares.

Merritt is the lady in the red pants and bra.

Seeing them half naked is a crime, but I'm glad I'm not lusting after any of them. "I've loved God since I was a child, and I want to be a priest." I said.

Merritt exhales. "Delilah. You're not the type of person who usually talks to others, which is strange, but we don't mind. A lady cannot become a priest, and I hope that sinks into your thick skull, but for now, go get ready." Merritt declared coldly before approaching me.

"I'm pleading with you to please the boss in whatever way he sees fit. You shouldn't make him angry because I heard he's wicked and can shut down the entire club with the snap of his finger." She whispers into my ear.

I swallow my saliva forcefully. "Do I have a friend in this brothel?" I question her because, since my head is still a mess, I believe having someone to talk to will really help me.

Merritt exhales. "Have you forgotten about your best friend?" She interrogated me, and I nod my head. "I guess the wine I drank is really messing up my head." I lied, trying to fit in because I'm scared that they are going to end up carrying me to a Psychiatric hospital. 'Lord, forgive me my sin.' I mutter to myself.

I despise doing things that the Bible condemns, so I must seek God's forgiveness.

"Hahaha. Delilah, you have no friends, okay, and have you forgotten that you rejected Anna, who is attempting to be your friend?" Merritt declares.

I did my best not to roll my eyes. "Could you direct me to Anna's room?" Merritt simply turned around and walked away when I asked.

I quickly followed behind her, and when she noticed I was following her, she came to a halt. "Anna's room is the last room in Brothel B." She declares coldly.

Now all I have to do is find this so-called Anna, and I believe Anna may know how to make this so-called Delilah return to her body while I return to my manly self.

I turn around, scanning my surroundings for any symbols of brutal B.

"Hey. Could you please show me brothel B?" I approached some young ladies who were passing by.

They're all half-naked, and their dressing is really bothering my precious eyes.

They all giggled, and I quickly brought my hands forward to see if my manly body had returned to me, but I was mistaken.

I have no idea why they are all giggling as if they saw something amusing, but I went ahead and repeated my previous statement. "Would you please tell me where brothel B is?" I enquired once more.

"We would pave the way." One of the ladies said, and with that, they led me to my destination. "Thanks!" I replied before proceeding to the room with the 'Anna' symbol on the door.

According to the appearance of things, all doors have a symbol on the door, and I believe the name on the door belongs to those who own the room.

"Delilah." Someone called from behind.

When I turned around, I realized I was being summoned by the young ladies who had just directed me here.

The way they keep smiling and blushing makes me think otherwise. "Huh?" I asked, arching my brows.

"Thank you for finally talking to us, and we sincerely apologize for what we did the other time." One of them declares, and I have no idea what they're talking about.

"If the Lord forgives our sins, who am I not to forgive?" I declare, smiling and bowing my head slightly.

I walked away from them and went straight to the lady room with the name Anna on it.

As soon as I opened the door, I was astounded to see something that a soon-to-be priest should never see.

'Cover my eyes, Lord.'