Chelsie Mall Towel: A bowler hat and a tie
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Enjoying herself | Apparel and Items: Large Bath Towel, Purse |
| Day, Time | Saturday, 8am | |
| Need to Use the Bathroom | None | |
| Level of Humiliation | ||
Chelsie hesitated as the unusual idea popped into her head. It certainly wasn't her idea. It seemed the sort of thing that the voice might implant.
"I'm sorry," Chelsie said internally "But are you really suggesting that I walk around the mall wearing nothing but a bowler hat and tie?"
No, no! Of course not. the voice replied, although not entirely convincingly. Think of it like a little warm up. Just wear the hat and tie in the changing room, have a little laugh at how silly it looks... then you can put the towel back on and we'll go do something else. It'll be fun.
The idea seemed ridiculous, but then Chelsie rationalised that she was walking around the mall in a bath towel. Nothing about this was sensible. Maybe just a little bit of fun wouldn't hurt...
"Okay fine," she thought "Just don't make any stupid suggestions when we get there."
I promise.
Feeling very self conscious, Chelsie climbed the stairs that took her onto the second floor of the mall. She kept a firm grip of the towel as she did so. She was on control (she told herself), and she wasn't going to risk exposing herself any more than she was.
The suit shop was a short walk away from the staircase. It catered primarily to gentlemen, but the well dressed female mannequin in the window suggested that it might also do women's attire. As Chelsie stepped into the store, she saw that the walls were lined with suits of sober colours; black, greys and navy blue, while the centre of the store was full of circular racks holding shirts, ties and waistcoats. A well dressed gentleman stepped forward to greet her; he was bald, with a thin pinched nose and downturned lips that made him seem a bit snooty. He was, Chelsie thought, the sort of person who would probably be called Jeeves.
"Good morning madam. Can I help you at all?"
"Ah yes, I ah-"
"Madam is aware that she is wearing a towel, is she not?"
Chelsie's brain whirred into motion. "Ah, yes. But, ah... this is how I shop, you see. For new outfits."
"Really madam?" Jeeves replied, not entirely convinced.
"Oh yes! You see, when one wants a new outfit, I- sorry, one - does not like to wear old garments, lest they influence my choice of new clothing. You see?"
"I think so, madam. I believe the Duchess of Islington has a similar quirk - she believes it best to plan an outfit from the bottom up, and often shops in her underwear."
"Precisely! Only-" tie and bowler hat, she reminded herself - "I do it from the top down."
"Ah yes. Splendid!" Jeeves said, suddenly brightening up. "So what might I interest you in today?"
"I'd like to see your bowler hats, please, and also your ties."
"And a shirt too, madam?" he asked.
"Not just yet, thanks. Best to get the hat and tie sorted first."
Without another word Jeeves led her over to the hat and tie section. After a quick scan, Chelsie decided to try on a black bowler hat with a red silk lining and also a tie to match. Citing her need for privacy, Chelsie retreated towards the changing room. There were two booths, but with wooden doors which had gaps at the top, above head level; Chelsie stepped into one and locked it behind her. She heard Jeeves' footsteps as he returned to the store entrance. There was a bench and mirror alongside one wall of the changing room, and a hook on the opposite side. Chelsie whipped off her towel and placed it on the hook.
She gave a shiver as she felt the cool air conditioning caressing her bare flesh. She was naked inside the mall! In a changing room, yes, but still naked. She ran her hands up and down her sides, enjoying the reminder that she was wearing nothing. As her hands reached towards her pussy she forced herself to stop; it was a long day, plenty more time for that sort of thing later.
She placed the hat on top of her head and, after a few fumbling attempts, managed to knot the tie correctly. She stared at herself in the mirror. The red silk tie fell between her breasts, the cool silk tickling her skin ever so slightly. Sexy, perhaps, but it looked a bit silly, especially with the hat.
"Oh, hello Mr Bentley!" she whispered quietly. "Terribly sorry I'm late for work today. I'm in such a rush that I'm sure I've forgotten something. What? My what?" she looked down at herself, then placed her hands on her cheeks in mock horror. "Oh my word, I forgot my clothes to work!" She covered her breasts with one arm as if embarrassed, then grabbed her hat and placed it over her crotch. "Sir? You want me to work like this all day? But surely not!"
She chuckled to herself as she placed the bowler hat back on her head and pulled a few sexy poses. She was glad she'd done this. It wasn't as risky as some of her other adventures, but it was sexy and fun nonetheless.
I think that outfit is missing something. the voice told her.
"I think it's missing a lot of somethings." Chelsie replied in the silence of her mind.
How about you go back into the store and grab what I think is missing?
"Let me guess... dressed like this."
You said it, not me.
Chelsie looked at her reflection and bit her lip. It was early. The store was empty. The racks of clothing might provide her with enough cover if she was careful...
"Am I seriously thinking about doing this?"
You wanted a silly bit of fun, right? This is completely harmless.
"Oh... alright then. Fine. What do you think the outfit is missing, Miss Fashion Pants?"
Well Miss No Pants, I think you need to grab...
Chelsie Mall Bowler Hat: Some formal shoes.
Chelsie Mall Bowler Hat: Some formal elbow gloves.
(feel free to edit and add your own options)
