Life as a good little girl/Pick Emma's daring outfit

From Create Your Own Story

Your hands awkwardly, almost reluctantly, shift over your privates. Emma still hasn't looked away, despite the uncomfortable look on her face.

"Daring?" you reply, a question as much as an answer.

"You got it!" smiles Emma tossing two articles at you. You have to move your hands away to catch them making your weak effort to cover up rather pointless. "That shouldn't take you long." Emma finally closes the door and gives you some privacy. "Come show me when you're done!"

You have no idea what you've just been given, let alone how she expects you to wear it. At first glance one of the articles looks like some kind of scarf. The other looks like a hair net!

The scarf consists of a bit of thin orange fabric with two small ties on either end, the fabric forming an oblong crescent shape from tie to tie. You assume it has to be some kind of top and secure it round your chest. There's a bit of a gap left between the ties so you spin it around until it is on your back.

But this hair net... you're clueless! It's just two stretchy bright pink bands of elastic connected by a flimsy white mesh. It's definitely colorful, but this can't be clothing! You wrap it a few times and slip it onto your forearm just to hold onto it.

You don't even glance in the mirror. You know how crazy this must look. You're completely bare from your bellybutton down! Best to flag down this clerk and have her find you some pants. You crack the door and peer out.

"Hello? Emma?"

You're even more timid than before, but you're also more naked than before! But you suddenly see someone zip past your crack.

"Emma!"

"Be right with you sweetie!"

Does that mean there are other people in the store? You secure a hand over your crotch and hold onto the door handle tightly. You're still trying to identify any possible people through the crack when your door is whisked open, abruptly pulling you out with it. You stumble forward and face plant onto the floor too shocked to move.

"Darling, you are a proper mess! We may as well get you sorted out, you know, since I've seen... everything. Lemme help you."

You feel the string on the back of your scarf being untied. Then someone pulls you to your feet! Thankfully it's only Emma.

"It's like you've never seen clothes before!" she adds, pulling the hair net from your arm.

As Emma fiddles with what she just removed from you it suddenly dawns on you that you are now butt naked in the mall! The clothing racks and displays are the only things shielding your completely exposed body from passersby! And anyone could jus-

"Holy shit, Stephi!"

Your head spins and jaw drops as your best friend saunters in with an amused expression.

"I didn't know you were into girls too!" she says, eyeing up Emma.

"Check that attitude at the door, missy!" Emma snaps back. "This poor girl needed my help!"

"It's okay," you assure her, still very naked. "This is my besty, Tiffany."

Tiffany mouths the word 'help' with finger quotes, her tongue licking the air mid-word. You can only smile nervously.

"Oh! Well Tiffany, we were just trying to find an outfit for her boyfriend..."

"My boyfriend...?"

"Yeah, 'boyfriend'!" mocks Tiff, poking you in the stomach.

"...but she had some difficulty with these pieces. So - Stephi is it? - let's start with this teen-size half-sarong."

Emma wraps the airy item around your waist and ties it off at your hip. Unfortunately your plentiful rear has helped to dramatically increase the gap where the strings are tied.

"This chiffon sarong would normally be beachwear," explains Emma, "but I think it makes a fun bedroom item too! It is silky, light, and doesn't leave a lot to the imagination! It would also let you show off your panties... um, that is, if you were wearing any."

"Like this?" Tiff asks as she turns the sarong so that the gap frames your hairless crotch.

"Sure, you could do that. But the side-tie is more typical."

You slowly spin the half-sarong 90 degrees to give yourself the tiniest bit more modesty.

"Alright Stephi, arms up!"

You really wish you weren't being treated like such a child. But you comply all the same, raising your arms straight above your head. Emma slides the second article down your arms, past your head and onto your chest.

"This next item falls into that "daring" category you asked for."

"Of course you would," mutters Tiffany with a chuckle.

Emma continues. "This is a mesh tube top meant for layering that's popular with ravers, but for you I thought it would work as a standalone top!"

Terrified, you look down at your chest. Your budding breasts are pushing your nipples between the large openings in the mesh. And not that they need any more help standing out, but the contrast of your small pink nipples with the white mesh against your pale skin really makes them pop, especially when framed between the pink elastic running along either edge.

"Perfect! We'll take it to go!" Tiff smiles, her outstretched hand waving your money around.

"Oh!" Emma replied, startled. "Really? Are you sure?"

"Of course! She's a vixen! Go on, tell her Stephi!"

Be a good girl and agree to wear this craziness out of the store.

Nod submissively, but ask if you can see some other outfits first.