Get dressed first

From Torg Adventure

As Dave stepped out onto the sidewalk, he decided that Candy should wear some of her new purchases. Not wanting to go back in the store to the changing rooms, he held the bone and wished for everyone around to be able to see her getting dressed, but not do anything about it. He also wished that she wouldn't think there was anything unusual about stripping naked on the street to change clothes.

"Candy, I want to see you in these. Put them on, please." He dug into the shopping bags and pulled out his selections.

Candy giggled as she untied the shirt and took it off. She handed it to Dave and attacked her bra clasp in back. A few people ogled her as she stripped, but continued on their way. When her bra popped off, most everyone within a half block stared at her. Her twin globes of fun bounced erotically on her chest. The bra went over the shirt on his outstretched arm. Candy unsnapped her skirt, dropping it to the ground. She stepped out of it, hooked it with her toe, and flicked it up into her hand. She draped it over the other clothes. Dave put her old clothes into one of the shopping bags. Candy stood there in only a sky-blue thong. Most of the pedestrians dropped their jaws, gazing at the naked woman. They kept moving, never saying anything or stopping.

"Shake you boobs and booty so everyone can see how sexy you are."

Candy beamed at him, doing a shimmy that would impress a stripper. The wobbling of her tits and ass made Dave hard and horny. She really was a delectable morsel of flesh. Because of your wish, no cars crashed and no one walked into any telephone poles. They just stared lustily at her. Your former boss noticed the stares and squealed.

"They love my body!"

"Indeed they do. Showing off your beautiful naked body makes you so horny, doesn't it?"

She gasped and her skin flushed red. "Yes, it makes me so horny."

"Here. Put these on. They'll still look at you in this outfit. You won't be covering up much." Candy took the clothing from him.

First she pulled on a pair of ultra-short denim shorts. These were cut so short, the half-moons of her ass cheeks stuck out of the hem. She struggled a bit to snap them, but when she did, they looked painted on her flesh. Then she pulled the top over her head and adjusted it on her huge boobs. It was a skimpy red tube top that was so thin and tight that Candy's hard nipples were clearly visible, and the curve of her breasts hung out of the top and the bottom. It fit her like a second skin.

Dave put his arm around her, grasping her ass and squeezing it firmly. His pants were tented in front of him.


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