Thread: Finding the Right Fit (Hisako and SoftStroke)

Claire wasn't paying attention to the clothes at all, her focus was on Nancy this whole time, watching her every movement with heated anticipation. When Nancy bent over Claire felt her sling holding her back ripple as her member flexed and strained, causing her some discomfort. Claire lightly licked her lips, tasting her strawberry chapstick as she did so, and quickly retracting her tongue as Nancy stood back up with the dropped product now in hand. Claire folded her arms across her chest as she tried to compress her body and hide away her desire for now. However she quickly retracted her arms as Nancy began to size her up. Claire posed a little, trying to seem more appealing and helpful as Nancy endeavored to help her. She paused, and Claire cocked her head with her mouth slightly open in a smile in anticipation, the two awkwardly standing there as teens were prone to do. Then Nancy spoke, commanding Claire to follow her, which Claire gingerly did so. Claire walked back with the sales associate and passed through the legions of clothing that were branded with various brands and iconic figured and symbols from various shows, movies, games, etc. Claire never really had been in a store like this, typically she did all of her shopping online as human interaction was typically unfavorable, especially in the mall. The only other store that worse lighting was the Hollister further back into the mall, a store she fairly despised since the clerks were fairlyunappealing. Nancy began offering and showcasing dresses to Claire, to which Claire had to double back mentally, her head sort of retracting and bobbing as she thought about it. She had never worn a dress for casual occasions, typically her dresses were worn for formal events such as galas, fundraisers, and other boring things Emelia had dragged her to. Imagining herself in a dress simply for a summer's sake was almost blowing her mind, and it forced her to imagine herself in a dress. She immediately shot down those thoughts when she felt another painful pang from her crotch, and remembered that a lack of suppressing clothing down there might result in some accidental exposure. Claire wanted to keep her secret as exactly that, and didn't care much for revealing what she was. Claire returned to reality and looked back at Nancy, shaking her head. No, I'm afraid I'm not much of a dress-wearing woman. She chuckled a bit while looking down at her legs, or so it seemed. In truth she was really checking to see if her bulge was noticeable, pulling down at the bottom of her shirt to ensure that it wasn't It would require at the very least a double-take from anyone and they would have to be below her. Claire looked back up, and pushed her bangs out of her eyes that had drifted in front of them when she looked down. Do you have anything in the shorts variety? I'm looking to stay cool, and sleeveless is definitely in the cards, I have such lovely armssee? She said while twisting her left shoulder towards Nancy. Claire rolled up her sleeve with her right hand and pulled it back to her shoulder, revealing her fairly toned athletic arms that were devoid of any blemishes, marks, or scars. Claire didn't even have a freckle, her skin was just a smooth, pale shade of a light pinkish-yellow. She looked from her arm back up at Nancy, a confident smile and look on her face.