"I've been waiting for this day all freaking week," Megan muttered under her breath as she stood in front of the ToonTown Mall, practically vibrating with excitement, "No more washing and wearing the same clothes every day, and more importantly, no more overbearing mother telling me what I can and can not wear."
Patty and I observed Megan from a safe distance, both of us wondering whether the excited bombshell was on the verge of a mental break.
"She didn't have any caffeine this morning, did she?" Patty asked conspiratorily, and I shook my head, "No, I don't have anything in the apartment. Why do you ask?
"Because I've only ever seen her this jittery after chugging three cold brews, trying to pull an all-nighter during finals week," Patty answered with an askew glance in Megan's direction.
"I honestly think she's just excited to go shopping with her own money," I shrugged as a way of explanation, "Honestly, I'm surprised you're not vibrating along with her."
Patty's cheeks flushed as I glanced at her, "I-I don't like shopping, I never feel like any of the clothes fit me or match my personality. I-I've tried in the past, but it's never worked out."
"Really, you've never found anything that fits you?" I asked doubtfully, "Because I can't imagine that just by looking at you."
"Well, they fit, it's just that I hate the way my body looks in them," Patty muttered with shame thick in her voice, "It's all so revealing, which I'm not saying is a bad thing, but it makes me feel uncomfortable when people ogle my body."
Hearing Patty's confession, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as I remembered all the time I had openly leered at her, "I never realized that was so off-putting for you. I'm sorry if I've made you feel uncomfortable in the restaurant."
"Huh?" Patty blinked as she looked up at me before her eyes widened in realization, "W-what? No! You've never made me feel uncomfortable...I-I actually like it when you look at me like that."
Patty was blushing furiously by the end of her confession, and it certainly didn't help when a broad smile spread across my face. "Happy to hear it. I also hope that means you'll let me pick out some clothes that make you feel as confident as you deserve to be."
"O-okay," Patty replied meekly as her blush deepened and she looked away, hiding her gaze from me.
I was tempted to tease her further, but before I could, Megan came storming in, no longer content to wait, "Come on, enough flirting. There will be plenty of time for that in the lingerie store."
"L-Lingerie!?" Patty squeaked as she took a reflexive step back, only for Megan's hand to shoot out and grab her wrist like a snare, "Yep, but don't worry, we can leave the best for last. For starters, we can hit up something more tame, maybe Forever 21, Aeropostale, Hollister, Macy's, JCPenney."
As Megan listed off potential stores, she started dragging Patty towards the front door, and the ever dutiful partner I followed behind, wondering how much time and money I was about to spend within the shopping complex.
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"Alright, what about this one?"
I looked up from my phone as Megan stepped out of the changing stall and struck a pose, her hip cocked out to the side with her hands resting on the dip of her waist.
Words failed me as my eyes feasted on Megan's body, which was on full display in her outfit.
She wore dark brown knee-high leather boots, with a pair of form-fitting Daisy Dukes jean shorts that bit into the meat of her thigh and squeezed her ass into a rounded peach that could be seen from all angles.
But as Megan spun around and bent over, her jeans rode up, exposing the bottoms of her behind. As for her top, Megan had squeezed her massive chest into a cropped baby-t-shirt, straining and pulling the fabric so that it exposed the curves of her stomach.
"I think," I stared slowly, my eyes still drinking in the sight of her, "That I'm going to tear a new hole in my pants if you keep strutting around in these damn clothes."
Megan grinned, "Oh come on, this one's not even that bad, I don't even have a g-string showing, though now that I've said it, it really would pull this outfit together..."
Before Megan could follow through, the changing stall next to her opened, and Patty stepped out. "I-I tried on the clothes y-you guys picked out for me...is this alright?"
Megan and I looked over and stared at Patty, who was nervously fiddling with her hair as she bore the weight of our collective gazes.
"Patty...I think we found your look." Megan declared with a broad smile. I couldn't help but agree as I drank in Patty's new look.
While Megan flaunted her body exuding raw sex appeal in spades and wielded it like a weapon, Patty had gone for a more refined approach, though the outcome was still the same.
'Really gonna need some looser pants.'
No part of Patty's body was exposed, but the nature of her outfit highlighted her slim hourglass figure, long legs, wide hips, and full chest.
A black pencil skirt with pleats down the side hugged Patty's hips, stopping just above her knees. Black stockings covered the rest of her legs down to her feet, which were slipped into a pair of glossy black dress shoes.
Around her slim waist, Patty wore a sizable belt with a silver clasp in the middle. And for her top, Patty draped a green wool knit sweater over the belt, tying up some of the loose fabric so it wouldn't get in the way.
Altogether, Patty looked like the star of an up-and-coming romance movie, where a bookish but unexplainably impossibly hot city girl moves out to the countryside.
"Megan's right, I think this is a keeper," I agreed while shamelessly drinking in Patty's new look, "But how do you about it?"
Patty chewed her lip nervously, "I-I'm not used to showing off my body like this, b-but I like it! It feels like something I would wear."
"Hmm, that was the goal," Megan nodded as she walked around Patty, looking her up and down from every angle, "Something bookish and smartly dressed, but still flaunting that mouth-watering body."
Megan punctuated her point by lightly smacking Patty across her bubble butt, making her friend yelp and jump, "M-meg!?"
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," Megan replied with an unapologetic smile as Patty blushed furiously, " You probably would have preferred it if it were Ramon who spanked you."
"W-what?! N-no I wouldn't!" Patty protested even as she snuck a glance at me and turned beet red, "I-i"m not into the kinda stuff."
"Oh, then what are you into?" Megan pressed as she moved in close to Patty, "Because I know and Ramon knows you have a submissive side to you. So what is it? Do you want to be degraded? Tied up and played with? Made into a living sex toy? What fantasy is trapped inside that closeted mind of yours, begging to be released?"
I could practically see the smoke rising from Patty's head as Meagn spoke seductively at her from less than an inch away. Even the straightest woman on the planet would be flustered if Megan decided to flirt with her.
"Easy girl," I chastised as I stood up and pulled Megan away from Patty and to my side with my hand naturally falling onto the curve of her juicy peach, "No need to bully your childhood friend, I'm sure she'll be ready eventually...Though I hope she doesn't keep us waiting for too long. Now come on, let's go check out and move on to the next store."
Megan's eyes lit up as she remembered what was next on the itinerary, "Oh yes, please, I've been looking forward to this the most."
"W-wait, does that mean what I think it means?" Patty asked anxiously, only making Megan's grin broaden, "You know it, baby. Now come on."
"H-hold on, don't we have to change back into our clothes?" Patty stammered as she looked back towards the changing stall.
"And miss the chance to strut around in our new threads?" Megan scoffed, "I don't think so!"
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"Everyone is staring," Patty muttered under her breath as she looked around the mall nervously.
"Damn right they are," Megan replied with a confident grin as she flicked her hair over her shoulder, "We didn't spend all the money not to be stared at."
Patty rubbed her arm uncomfortably, still clearly not used to drawing so much attention. Wordlessly, I reached out and wrapped my arm around Patty's waist, pulling her to my other side so she mirrored Megan.
"Don't worry if any of them stare too hard, I'll set them straight."
Patty stared at me for a moment before a small smile crossed her lips, and she leaned into me, 'Luckiest guy on the whole planet. Nothing could ruin this.'
"Meg, I-is that you? What the hell are you wearing?!"