Alice drew back a step, despite herself. The clothes squeaked, as they rubbed against one another. It was a very different wardrobe that Alice had ever seen. Weighing up the need to keep her own wardrobe, and a roof over her head. She steadied her nerves, and reached out to accept the outfit she'd been offered.
It felt like the wrong night to start. Alice told herself, maybe it was the best... thrown in at the deep end. Turning the outfit back and forth, it didn't offend her. There were clothes that exposed more skin... Hell! She told herself, she showed more flesh at the beach. She was being paid to wear it.
It looked clean, and ready to wear. Slipping it on, she needed help from her employer. The glossy red enclosed her, as she felt compressed from every angle. How she imagined toothpaste would feel in the tube... Well, if toothpaste had feelings.
She accepted the matching corset when it was offered. Securing the studs into place, and adjusting it. As the laces at the back were tightened. It was impossible to deny how impressive it made her look. Alice was aware she was quite fit, and firm. But this outfit took it to the max. Giving her a waist, hips and bust and displaying it all, to maximum effect.
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