This choice: She spots a matching set of clothes that barely covers her form exposure... • Go Back...Chapter #5Shopping for (scandalous) tartan by: Reneg4de   "Ooooo, this is super cute!"
Pulling a black dress from one of the many racks, Alisa turned towards a nearby mirror and held it against her body.
"Hmmm... Close, but..." She glanced around, a smirk spreading across her face as she hung the dress back up and cupped her hefty breasts. "These just wouldn't fit in it!"
Chuckling to herself, she dug through the rack holding the dress a little more, hoping to find one that could fit her, but sadly came up empty-handed. With a despondent sigh, Alisa reluctantly moved on, casting a longing glance back at the dress before...
"Oh, hey! Now that is cute!"
The dress forgotten, Alisa swiftly moved onto her next target: a red tartan corset with a short black dress sewn beneath it. Snatching it from the rail, she glanced quickly at the size label on the hanger, confrimed that it should theoretically fit her, and tossed it into her basket.
"No tartan shall escape my sight!" Alisa giggled, looking further into the rack before moving onwards again, humming merrily to herself as she moved. "Speaking of tartan, what... are you?"
Excitement at spotting her most adored pattern on another article of clothing quickly turning into confusion as she pulled said clothing from the rack, if it could even be called clothing. A red tartan bralette that looked to cover the wearer's breasts and little else lower than them, and an almost scandalously short, matching miniskirt that would easily reveal the wearer's underwear to those behind them hung from a hanger, fluttering slightly as Alisa inspected them.
Who on Earth would wear these? She wondered, a silver eyebrow raised curiously. They look like they'd cover almost nothing!
And while that should've detered her, Alisa found herself... well, attracted to such an idea. She had quite a nice, curvy body, and an outfit like that would only serve to let others know about it. And, of course, she didn't think Adam would dare complain about such an outfit...
"Yeah, why not!" Alisa giggled at the thought of her darling boyfriend seeing her in such clothing. "Can always return them later if they don't work out!"
Dropping them into her basket, Alisa moved on, yet her thoughts continued to linger on the outfit. Even as she found herself a brand new, normally quite pricy blakc leather jacket that was 50% off, she was envisioning herself in the bralette. A new pair of boots, and she was imagining herself in the skirt, her newly picked out lacy panties visible to all...
This went on for the rest of Alisa's trip, and as she paid her haul of clothing and was leaving the store...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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