Jay turned his back, and something caught his eye, a flash of pink in a sea of black PVC. He reached up and took it from the rack. It looked like a long pink vest made of a heavy, thick material, but surely this was a child’s dress, it was tiny. “What’s that you’ve found?” Mr Parkes inquired as he arrived at Jay’s side.
“I think it’s a dress, or a vest,” Jay replied, “but I think it’s for a kid.” He continued in a whisper.
“No no,” the old man chuckled, it’s a dress, it’s just very stretchy.” As he spoke Mr Parkes took the dress from the youngster, turning it around and inspecting it, “and you know what?” he continued “it’s perfect, it’s your size and it’s you to a T. I found just the thing to go with it as well.” He took Jay’s arm and lead him back down the shop to the lingerie area. He held up a tiny pair of panties, and Jay glanced around the shop feeling ridiculously uncomfortable. They were white, satin and similar to the string Jay already had, but were a tanga. “They have a matching bra as well,” the old man continued, flicking through the hangers until he found the one he was looking for and holding it up, “Oh yes, these are perfect.” he declared, then turned to Jay and said, “Shoes, also pink I think.” With three hangers in one hand and Jay in the other the old man lead the way across the shop to shelves full of shoes. “What size are you again?” he asked Jay.
“ummm seven.” Jay answered, not really following what was going on.
“Wait here,” Mr Parkes said handing the bundle of clothes to Jay, and disappeared. He returned a moment later with a shop assistant in tow. A buxom middle aged woman, dressed like a teenager in a thin loose fitting top and very short skirt, who looked like she could eat Jay for breakfast. He took the clothes from Jay and help up the dress.
“To go with this, in a 7.” he said to her.
“OK I go look.” she replied a thick accent and, looking totally disinterested, she disappeared.
“Mr Parkes?” Jay asked in a whisper.
“Call me Jonny,” he answered quickly, then added “or Daddy if you prefer,” and winked at Jay. The youngster took a moment to process what the old man had just said, then continued timidly.
“Jonny,” he asked, “what’s going on?”
“We’re shopping,” Jonny explained, “then I think we will go for a drink.” He said it in such a way that he seemed to think that explained everything, and Jay felt silly for asking in the first place. “Ah here she comes,” and the assistant arrived with a box in her hands. She opened it and lifted out a single, shiny, pink, patent leather, peep toe, platform, high heeled shoe. “Size seven?” Jonny asked, the woman nodded, “perfect, we’ll take them and these.” Jay followed the old man, who followed the woman, through the shop to a til by the door. She went to put the items in a bag but Jonny stopped her.
“Can we use your changing room?” he asked. The woman looked down at Jay from the raised platform the til was on and smiled, a knowing smile that said she understood everything.
“Sure.” she said, and stepping down, lead the way to the changing room. I say room, it was actually just a corner with a curtain. She hung the clothes on the hook inside and grinned at Jay, holding the curtain back for him as she beckoned him inside. The curtain was pulled across behind him and Jay stood alone in the little cramped corner of the sex shop. He stood still, unable to move, his hands trembling. He looked at the underwear and tiny dress hanging on the wall and listened to the sounds of the shop and the street outside. Was he really going to do this?
“I don’t hear much changing,” came the sound of Jonny’s voice from the other side of the curtain, “you OK in there?” There was silence, Jay couldn’t find a response. “Look, just try them on,” the old man continued, “if you don’t like them you can change back, no pressure.” Jay thought for a moment longer, then unzipped his hoody and dropped it on the floor, closely followed by his T shirt. He took the bra from it’s hanger, and it took him a moment to work out that it was front fastening. He popped his arms through the straps and fastened it, the shiny stretchy satin clinging to him, the small smooth lightly padded cups making it look like he had little titties. Mr Parkes was right, the bra was perfect, feeling excited now Jay unfastened his jeans and dropped them to the floor. Suddenly no longer concerned about stripping off in a sex shop, he kicked his little canvas trainers and socks off with his trousers. He slid the panties up his long smooth legs, adjusting the stretchy material around his shaved clit, sack and bottom carefully, they were also perfect, the slight gathering of the material at the back just hinting at the curve between Jays cheeks.
He grabbed the dress and wriggled it on over his head and shoulders, popping his arms through the shoulder straps and stretching it down over his chest. The heavy clingy garment stretched more and more, revealing a long ribbed texture that ran the length of the dress and little sparkles in the material. Jay wriggled his hips as he stretched the dress down over his bottom and onto his thighs. He let go and the dress immediately began to creep up a little. Jay smoothed it down again, then opened the box and took out the shoes. He pushed his feet inside, using a finger inside the back to pull them on over his heel. They were a little tight, but no more than they should have been, and Jay could already feel how much more aware of his long legs he was. He took a deep breath, then swished the curtain back in one quick motion.
Just for a moment Jay couldn’t quite figure out what was different about Jonny. He was stood looking Jay up and down, and was clearly very pleased with his purchase. Then Jay realized, he was almost as tall as the old, not quite but almost.
“What do you think?” Jay asked as she stepped forward.
“Oh yes,” Jonny said drinking in Jay’s slender form in the figure hugging little pink dress, “Oh yes.” Jay noticed a mirror to one side and turned to face it, smoothing the dressed down again, the low cut front dipping down almost to the satin bra, the tight clingy garment hugging every curve. Jay turned around and looked back to check the rear view. The open back of the dress dipped down like the front to just above the bra, displaying the crease of Jay’s back and shoulder blades beautifully. Jay’s skinny waist and pert bottom looked so cute and the way the vertical lines of the ribbed material curved in at the waist and out around the hips accentuated them and drew more attention to Jay’s ass. Turned sideways on, the padded bra made two little bumps in the front of the dress that hinted at little titties, the dress lay flat across Jay’s slender tummy. But there, just below Jay’s hips, nestled between the thighs was just the hint of another bump. Without thinking Jay moved one hand down to smooth it away, and stroked her own clit.
She stood for a moment, trembling and excited, trying to calm herself by thinking about something mundane. The last thing she wanted was an uncontrollable erection while stood in a sex shop wearing a skin tight pink dress. A moment later she looked at he bump again, then pushed out her bottom a little and the bump all but disappeared.