T oavoid odd glares, I found a dark corner and became the hot woman I was last night. I then stepped into the Evening Dress Shoppe. It was about prom time, and i was sure there was going to be quite a few very hot high school seniors perusing the store.
I found a plastic model sporting a little black dress, about mid calf length with a slit almost illegally high to the upper thigh on the right side. The neck was off center to the left, giving the viewer a very nice glance at the wearer's cleavage.
I had to be come this dress.
I morphed into a size 4 and hung myself up on the rack next to the model. Girls and more girls came in and rummaged. More than a few times, I felt my silky fabric rubbed by the padded fingers of a teen with romance on her mind.
Two women in particular spent a lot of time with me, looking at me. One was a teenager, tall with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes which went beautifully with my color scheme. The other was a woman in her mid twenties. Probably a political appointee getting a dress for a benefit. She was average height, maybe 5'7", with short brown hair. She was like a brunette Anne Heche, with a few more curves and without an obvious drug habit.
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