So this lovely piece is part of a promo from  maarons to advertise the series we've been talking about, regarding how a princess goes from this
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/16176671
to this
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/16273823/
to this!
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/16291241/

For reference, the story so far is in the last link.

This is right after the first link, when she's decided that she likes her new job; she really likes, not least because of the cool shirt th... That's not really a shirt, though, is it? More like a bra with sleeves. Seems to suit her, though, so who's complaining? This is how that went down...

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She'd come straight to the Brass and Gold from her meeting with her old friend and city planner NICOLE. She couldn't well go home right then, after all. Fingers tingling with anticipation, Sally gently tugged off her vest, letting it flutter to the ground, before following it with her undershirt. She didn't look down on purpose, and quickly tugged on the branded midriff-exposing shirt she'd gotten from her boss, spinning in place to look at herself in the mirror, biting her lip with anticipation. Sally was no narcissist, but she admired the way she looked. She quite liked this new shirt, how it hugged so tight and... Supported she thought with a giggle. She loved most of all the new attachment she was sporting; a beautiful golden ring, nestled gently in the fluff of her belly.

She swayed side to side, looked at herself in profile, and fingered the gleaming golden ring. Finally a smile bloomed on her face, and she said "Ohhh, yeah." She didn't have a pole to spin around on, but she gave a little wiggle, getting loose, and enjoyed the way it bounced with her, gleaming in the light. She played her favorite song from the stage in her head and swayed with the beat and gave a little turn for effect, half mesmerized by the way she looked, waving her butt from side to side. It was so... She didn't know the word, but knew a synonym; un-princesslike! Her parents would freak out if they even knew that she had a belly button ring, much less how she was spending her nights. It felt freeing, like she was pushing off the weight that regaining her kingdom had put on her. Add to that, it was just really flattering, and she kind of liked exposing her belly to people. She exposed far more for a bit of change, after all. She felt like a new woman.

She gazed at herself in the mirror now, feeling tingles of excitement in the pit of her belly. She cocked her hand on her hip and gave her reflection a grin. "Yeah, girl. Go earn some money." She stepped away from the mirror and bounced out to the floor of the club to socialize a bit before she took the stage with an attitude that would earn her some serious cash that night. She hobnobbed with a confidence that she'd never had before, her moneymakers gently giggling in her tight top, her golden ring gleaming in the strip club's many lights. Back in her dressing room, her old vest hung on a clothes hanger in a closet, forgotten along with her troubles for a night of dancing and adulation.