\"Writing.Com
*Magnify*
Path to this Chapter:
Related Stories:
Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1885860-ENF-Prone-Isabel/cid/1815185-Isabel-wears-the-apron
Item Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1885860

The story of a girl who suddenly finds herself surrounded by ENF situations.

This choice: Isabel wears the apron  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Isabel wears the apron

    by: Unknown
"I'll take it," Isabel sighed, conceding defeat. Mr. Markham flashed her a reassuring smile and handed the apron to the new waitress.

Isabel disrobed quickly and slipped the skimpy apron on. Riddled with anxiety, she ventured to a nearby mirror to examine the uniform.

It accentuated her every curvature. Thanks to the apron's tightness, Isabel's breasts had been mashed together tightly. To her horror, she discovered that her boobs had sought refuge beyond her clothes; the outer rims of her areolas came up for air with every solitary step.

Having been adequately horrified by this revelation, Isabel's vision shot downwards. Her crotch formed an overtly visible "V" that seemed imprinted into the apron's fabric. The tightness of her uniform had rendered the whole thing practically translucent!

However, Isabel soon found that her real troubles came began with her rear end. The apron was open ended, allowing an uninterrupted view of her buttcrack and a portion of either cheek!

She was rocked by a shiver; Isabel either felt a jolt of fear or a gust of wind which had made an incursion across her exposed butt.

"Isabel?" Mr. Markham bellowed.

Upstairs, the restaurant had been invaded by the omnipresent buzz of diners.

"I'll be right there," she replied, mustering a façade of courage before cautiously ascending the basement stairs.

A cacophony of hoots and hollers enveloped Isabel as soon as she exited Markham's subterranean lair. The regulars had recognized her to be a "newbie", and as such grew hungry for some fresh meat.

Isabel instinctively cupped her semi-exposed breasts and backed her nude butt against a wall upon catching wind of the crowd. Mr. Markham sounded off a disapproving cough. Hearing this, Isabel stood at attention.

"I need you to do a little something for me, Isabel..."

Better Interactive Stories

You have the following choices:

1. Take out the trash

*Pen*
2. Wait tables

3. Wash dishes

*Pen* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
Members who added to this interactive
story also contributed to these:

<<-- Previous · Outline  Open in new Window. · Recent Additions

© Copyright 2025. All rights reserved.
hanskumoekk has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com.
Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1885860-ENF-Prone-Isabel/cid/1815185-Isabel-wears-the-apron