Life as a good little girl/Pick Emma's sultry outfit
From Create Your Own Story
"Wuh...?" you mumble.
"Okay, umm, option two then," replies Emma.
A dark lacy item is held out towards you, but you barely register it. You can't believe you were just caught masturbating in a change room! How much did she see? You're trying really hard to come up with an excuse, but it feels like your mouth has shut down.
"You okay? Or did you...?" Emma trails off, pointing to herself. You're not sure if she trailed off or if you did. You nod your head vaguely in response.
"Okay." Emma glances around outside the change room then ducks inside with you.
Your hands clench even harder. She's coming in?! You finally gather enough sense to cover yourself, at least partially. Your hands drop down to your crotch searching for some modesty.
"This one is a little tricky just because it's so tight, so I don't blame you for wanting a hand," she explains, manipulating the garment in her hands. "Can you put your hands up for me?"
"Shhh-ure," you eek out. She's just here to help you. That's totally normal... right? Reluctantly you pull your hands away from your exposed crotch and slowly raise your arms into the air.
"We'll just slip this on."
Emma pulls the clothes down your arms. It really is tight! Your arms are nearly pinned together as she wrestles it down onto you.
"I grabbed an extra-extra small cause you looked so petite. I hope it's not too tight!"
Your arms are straight up above you as Emma struggles to pull the material past your shoulders. You can feel your body stretching as you reach upwards to the ceiling. It strikes you that you are really vulnerable like this. This total stranger's face is inches away from your naked body. It's so weird and yet it manages to turn you on somehow. It's not that far off from one of Tiff's stories.
"There!" Emma announces, yanking the garment further down your torso. Eventually she gets it to your waist then fumbles about, seemingly trying to fluff the material. It strikes you as very thin, but you're more distracted by how this girl is bent over with her face in front of your crotch.
"Oh, these are the arms!"
Emma tucks some of the material into the waist then reaches up underneath trying to grab it. What she doesn't seem to realize is that the back of her forearm is brushing against your pussy lips. You bite your tongue, trying to let her do whatever she needs to, but it's more than a bit shocking. The gentle strokes of her arm against you are like lightning strikes in your privates. It takes all your strength to just stand there and let her do her job.
"There we go. Arms go here!" She jokes.
It only took a few seconds, but in the moment you were afraid (or maybe hoping?) that it would never end. When you look down you can see her holding two loops up in front of you. Slipping your arms through, she places them onto your shoulders. It is indeed a tight fit. You can feel the waist tug upwards when Emma pulls it all the way on you.
"Alright, now turn around. I have to get this chain connected."
Turning in place, you face the mirror only to shock yourself. The outfit Emma put you in is nothing but black flowery lace! It doesn't seem to have any stretch at all and is hugging your body like a cat suit around your stomach. But both above and below that it is far from constricted. The bottom is open and a little frilly, almost like a slip for a dress. The top is harder to figure out. It wraps up and over your shoulders with an almost frighteningly low neckline (for you anyway) but there doesn't seem to be much behind you. Emma is tugging at the middle of your back but it doesn't seem to be going well.
"Dang. Maybe this is a size too small. This chain is supposed to go across the back but I can't get it connected."
"Can you get a longer chain?" you ask, trying to be helpful.
Emma stands up behind you, peering over your shoulder into the mirror. "No, the chains are all the same size. But look at you! You're looking pretty hot in this!"
You smile stupidly. The fact that this older girl - and the first to both see you naked and touch your pussy - thinks you're hot really flatters you. Already you can feel your cheeks blushing. But this... dress? It is very revealing. You don't think you can see your nipples or anything through the lace, but that could just be the weird lighting in this change room.
Emma grabs your hand and lifts it into the air, twirling you around. You get a glimpse of your back in the mirror as you twirl. It's completely open! The fabric is shaped in a giant U with all of your back exposed from just over your butt all the way up your neck. Only the straps of fabric over your shoulders obstruct your back in any way. No wonder there's supposed to be a chain!
When Emma finishes the twirl you drop your arm only for the fabric to drop with it! One of the lace straps slipped off and down your arm exposing one of your tiny boobs once again. You hastily pull it back up onto your shoulder, hoping Emma didn't notice. You would still like to keep yourself covered, even if she has already seen all of you.
"So? What do you think?"
