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A Few Good Girls Ch. 02-01

By: little_asian_cherry



"I can't believe you left your purse at the theme park!" Wanda said, her bra-less breasts bouncing and red hair flying as she glared over at Jess. She turned back to the road as we came to a red light on the way to the mall.

"Don't worry about it," Jess replied, "It didn't have my money in it." She tugged at the bottom of her strapless dress, which seemed to be riding a little higher on her tan legs than this morning. It probably shrank after we all got soaked at the theme park.

"Jessica, it's not really your money I'm concerned about," Wanda started as the light changed, "It's our underwear!"

I giggled at this. It was a pretty funny 'accident.' Jess had come up with a game wherein Wanda and I had lost our underwear, and Jess had stuffed it all into her purse. Somehow that had mysteriously gotten left at the park. For being the youngest one here, just turning 18 at the beginning of the summer, she had definitely gotten the best of us. "Oh, don't worry so much," I chided Wanda in her comparatively chaste summer dress, "At least your tits aren't hanging out."

"Ya," Wanda said, glancing into the backseat at me. I was wearing a mini-hoodie that showed off my midriff, and Jess had broken the zipper earlier. Now it was straining to stay together with only two or three of the zipper teeth and threatened to give way at any moment. Although I had to admit I had found it kind of thrilling being in the mostly empty park like this, I was glad I hadn't let Jess play with my skirt, or I might be showing off my furry Asian bush as well as my dark little nipples.

"Poor Cindy," Jess said, looking back over her shoulder, "I don't think we can get away with quite that much exposure at the mall." She eyed my chest.

"Well, what am I going to do?" I sighed, "They're already stuck out, and if I try to tuck them in, the zipper is gonna pop."

"Well, I can give it a try," Jess said as we pulled up to another red light, "I can prolly pop some of those teeth back together, atleast." She undid her seatbelt and started climbing in back. The guy in the car next to us glanced over just at that movement and stared wide-eyed at her bare tanned and toned ass as she fumbled her way through the seats of the car. None of us had any underwear at this point, so he definitely got an eye-full.

She managed to crawl into the backseat and sit down before the light turned, which was good. As Wanda started moving, Jess brushed my long black hair off of my chest and undid my seatbelt, eyeing my broken zipper as I turned toward her. She poked at one of my exposed nipples and giggled as I jolted slightly with her touch.

"I just love your boobs," She said, glancing up from them, "They're so much bigger than my little A cups, but still so perky." She poked my other nipple, causing another small jolt. "I hate it when boobs are big and all kinda, like, saggy, you know? Saggy boobs are super lame."

"My boobs are not saggy!" You could hear Wanda glaring at the road. "You're just jealous that you'll never be able to seduce someone just by wearing a low cut top."

"I so could.." Jess furrowed her brow, then looked back at my tits, "Especially if it was this low. Cindy, your nipples are just so cute. I love'em." 

"Thanks, but can you get them back in?" I asked, looking down, "When I tried earlier, it kept getting more open." I wrinkled my nose.

"Let's see..." She pulled gently at the openning of my hoodie, bringing the sides of the zipper close. She held the zipper together with one hand, and gently pressed my nipple into the hoodie with the other. I licked my lips as her hands played with my breasts. She slipped the nipple under the fabric, and the zipper didn't pop. She reached over and slid my other nipple into the hoodie just as smoothly.

"Awesome!" I smiled, as she let go of the zipper to see if it would stay. It did. "Thank you!" I grinned, neither of my dark circles peeking out now.

"I am awesome." She smiled back as Wanda came to a red light. She got up and started climbing back into the front. As she tried to crawl forward, her dress slid part-way up her ass, exposing quite a bit of skin to the people behind us. As she placed one leg onto the front seat, though, her dress rode up the rest of the way, baring her entire rear end. Just as she did this, the light changed and Wanda started moving, so she was stuck there for a few seconds until Wanda got up to speed.

I looked back to see who the lucky viewer was and saw the guy from the other light had decided to tail us. This time he lost track, though, because he hadn't moved at all when the light turned green. Cars were already pouring around him.

Jess managed to get into her seat, and we eventually got to the mall. Wanda parked all the way at the back, as usual, forcing us to walk across the parking lot.

It was early in the evening now, so the mall was pretty packed. We didn't actually pass that many open spots, but we did pass a ton of people. They pretty much all checked us out. 

Since it was a little dark out, Wanda's fiery red landing strip wasn't anywhere near as visible as earlier, and Jess's dress left a lot to the imagination even in the daylight. This meant that I got the majority of the stares, and they were definitely at my ample cleavage, which was kind of enjoyable, and certainly did not instill the kind of panic I'd felt at the park.

"Man, they're even tucked in now and every one's staring at me," I said, looking down to check on Jess's handiwork.

"Even still, you are fairly well spilling out." Jess smiled as she looked at me. Although my nipples were tucked in, the tight hoodie had a kind of push-up effect and the part of my tits that stuck out really stuck out, giving me incredible cleavage.

"Why can't I look this good on purpose?" I sighed as we came in the mall entrance. Jess and I looked around and then at Wanda. We were from a different city, so this mall was new to us.

"Clothes stores and stuff are on the third floor," She said, heading for the glass elevator.

"Wait, we can't ride that!" I stopped her. "Everyone will be able to see up our skirts! The sides are glass!"

"Ya, we should definitely ride the escalator," Jess nodded in hasty agreement.

"Um, ya, you're prolly right," Wanda said, turning toward the escalator, "We can't really risk it." She stepped onto the moving pads. Jess got on after her and then me.

"So, I guess we can get some underwear first, that'll make it easier on us, since someone lost what we had," Wanda stared grumpily up the escalator. I was looking around at the mall when Jess tapped on my shoulder. Wanda was talking about something without looking back at us, but Jess was looking under her dress. 

It didn't take much to see up it, either. Apparently these escalators were steeper than we'd imagined, or her skirt was shorter than the escalator designers imagined, because even from only three or four steps down, I could pretty well see up Wanda's dress at her bare ass. 

Jess was smiling at me as I bent forward a little to look. She nodded behind me, and I glanced back. Suddenly, I realised that I was probably a bit more exposed in my little mini-skirt, and stood back up, blushing. Jess laughed and put a finger on her lips, and I just gave her a questioning look.

Wanda led us onto the next set of escalators up to the third floor, and was still talking about some of the stores here. They were pretty much like the ones back home, so I still wasn't really paying attention. 

Neither was Jess, who was now carefully inching Wanda's dress up her ass. She got it almost halfway up before Wanda must have noticed a breeze or something and reached back, grabbing Jess's hand. Jess laughed, and Wanda pulled her dress back into place, looking down the escalator to see how many people saw. It probably wasn't too many, Jess didn't get it that high.

We headed into a smaller name underwear store and started poking around. Jess gave me a frown when she saw the clerk was a chick, obviously disappointed she wouldn't be able to flirt her way into a new set of panties. And prolly back out of them, too.

Wanda was bent over a rack of bras, trying not to spread her legs too much and expose herself, when a guy walked in with what presumably was his girlfriend. Wanda was clearly very conscious of her dress exposing her chest now that we'd made her unbutton it at the park, and bent down awkwardly to look through a lower rack of bras while trying to keep her tits from falling out.

Jess pointed out her cleavage to me, and it was pretty extreme. Bent over the way she was, the front of her dress was draping down so that you could probably see her belly button from the right angle. 

Luckily for the guy, he probably happened to be at just that angle when he glanced over at Wanda, raising quite likely more than just his eyebrows. His girlfriend didn't notice, as she was facing the other way, pouring over a rack of colorful panties. 

Jess giggled and Wanda looked up. She looked at Jess, then the guy, and stood up sharply, fixing her dress and heading to a more secluded rack of bras.

Jess decided to take advantage of the guy's attention while it was still on us and went over to Wanda's abandoned shelf, facing her back to her audience. She bent over, in her cheerleader, straight legged, show-off-her-ass way, and stared at the bras. She looked back nonchalantly at the hem of her dress and faked surprise that it'd ridden halfway up her ass.

She turned around and stood up, reaching down to pull on the bottom. She slid the dress down about a inch without un-bunching the bottom, which was definitely not enough to even begin to cover what she had exposed in back. But that wasn't the side that was facing the guy anymore. 

The inch she pulled down on bottom came down on top too, now exposing her tan nipples. Tanning topless had made her nipples stand out a lot less than normal, so the effect was pretty subtle by her standards.

The girlfriend had moved along to another shelf, and hadn't yet noticed her guy staring at Jess. Spying on Jess's show, I decided to add to the fun. I slipped the waist of my miniskirt up over my hips, raising the hem to the very bottom of my butt. I walked over to Jess, and stood with my back to our audience, trying not to block his view of her tits.

"Mind if I join you?" I asked, smiling.

"But of course, let's just look at these bras aalll the way on the bottom here!" Jess giggled at me.

She stepped around the rack, keeping her tits in his line of sight, and leaned down. I bent forward, keeping my knees as straight as I could, which was a lot less straight than Jess had had hers. I still felt my skirt slide up, baring quite a lot of my ass, though. I giggled at Jess, heart beating as I glanced back to see him watching. She smiled at my me, "Now try arching your back while bent over," She suggested.

I gave it a try, sticking my chest out. My skirt went quite a bit higher with this than I'd expected, and I felt the bottom of the hem slide up onto my back as the waist band slipped up my stomach. My whole, bare ass was now exposed directly to this total stranger. I bit my lip, heart racing.

I bent my knees slightly, trying to get a little out of sight, but felt my furry pussy become exposed from behind as I did. I was definitely showing more than I had intended now, and it was a little shocking, but a lot more exiting than I'd expect, especially after the panicky feeling at the park. I wanted to cover up badly now, but it was just a bit too much fun showing off. Modesty was fighting a losing battle here.

Either noticing what I was unexpectedly showing off, or trying to one up my bare ass, Jess decided to bend her knees out and rest on her haunches. Squatting down and spreading her legs, she pointed one leg out to the side to provide just enough angle to give him a clear view of her smooth pussy lips. On some impulse, I couldn't help but stare at her pretty little pussy, and she giggled at my smile.

At this point I felt like I had shown enough already, and I wouldn't be able to stack up against that without becoming completely ridiculous. I stood up and walked around to the other side of the rack, not-so-subtly pulling my miniskirt back down onto my hips. 

I had a plan to at least keep in the running, though, and turned toward a rack where he could see my chest, bending over a bit. I grabbed a really hideous looking lace bra from the bottom and stood up fairly quickly, trying to give my boobs a little bit of a bounce.

But I was too quick. Doing this in any normal top would have just provided a rather eye catching jiggle, if I do say so myself, but my already compromised little hoodie couldn't handle the stress of my C cups bouncing that much. The zipper finally popped open the rest of the way, and the front sprang apart with relief.

Gasping in shock for real this time, I felt that tense feeling of panic spark in my shoulders. I grabbed the now separated sides of my top and pulled them back together hastily. The guy had gotten one spectacular look at my tits, and when I glanced up I realised that so had his girlfriend. I bit my lip, turning bright red, and she gave me a dirty look, leading her guy out of the store.

The clerk had been watching us this whole time, and finally let out a chuckle. "You guy are pretty good at this," She said, then looked again at my red face, "Or was that last part not so intentional?"

"Um, ya, that's not exactly what I meant to do." I fidgeted with my top, trying to keep it closed with one arm across my chest, but ended up having to actively hold it together with both hands. I tried to swallow my heart, but my throat was still tense with fear. I was in the mall and I was practically topless. I glanced at Jess. She was smiling. I bit my lip harder.

"Well done," Wanda said, coming up to us, "I'm glad I caught that last bit. I guess we should go buy Cindy a new top now, ya? You pick anything out here yet?"

"No, most of this stuff is hideous." Jess wrinkled her nose at the rack of lace bras. "No offense, I mean." She nodded to the clerk.

"No, it really is terrible. I just work here," She agreed with Jess.

"Um, can we focus on just getting me a new top? Fast?" Although holding my top closed over a bra would be marginally better, I really wanted to get a new one. Anything to cover up.

"So no undies?" Wanda looked at the clothes she had in her hand. "They are pretty terrible looking," She conceded, setting them on the counter and looking at the clerk, "Thanks anyway."

"That's fine. That was a pretty entertaining show they put on," The clerk motioned to me and Jess, "You can drive away customers any day. It's not like I'm on commission." She smiled at us as we headed out.

"So we're not buying undies at all then, it's official," Jess said, looking through the front window of a shoe store, "But shoes..."

"Top!" I said, "Top, top, top! Focus, Jess!"

Jess laughed at this and said okay as we walked by a few more stores until she saw an outfit that caught her eye. "Oooh, me wanty!" Jess pointed out a tube top and jean cutoff combo that Daisy Duke might've felt uncomfortably exposed in.

"Is that, like, the right size for twelve year olds or something?" Wanda raised an eyebrow at the scant coverage offered to the mannequin.

"Psh, it'll look great on any one of us." Jess looked at some of the other clothes in the store as we wandered in, waving her fingers at the guy behind the counter, "Actually, most of the stuff here is pretty good. Much better than the crap at that underwear place." 

I had to agree on that. Most importantly, though, they sold tops. I went over to a rack and started poking through it, vainly trying to hold my top together with one hand. I could feel the clerk staring at my tits as they slipped in and out of his view. I had my top under control, and he was really the only one who could see me now. I could feel my panic seeping away as he watched me, getting replaced by something a little more enjoyable. Besides, he was kinda cute.

"Hey, this looks like those tops, you wanna try it on, Jess?" Wanda pointed out a rack with some of the tube tops on it, "I think some o f the shorts they had are over on the wall there."

"You wanna try it on first, Cindy?" Jess gestured at them, "Get yerself covered up?"

"Nah, you were pretty excited about that outfit," I flicked my eyes toward the clerk, "I can wait a bit." I smiled at Jess, and she smiled back.

"Haha, nice!" She went over to the wall and picked out a pair of shorts, grabbed a top and went to change. I went over to the clerk.

"So, you wanna be our critic?" I leaned my elbows on his counter, holding one side of my top in each hand. I kept a narrow space between them, giving me awesome cleavage. Judging by his expression, he had definitely noticed. That panicky feeling? Ya, that was gone.

"Uh," He looked around at the otherwise vacant store, "Sure, I guess. This isn't really our busy time." He glanced down at my cleavage three times in that one sentence. Impressive.

"How's it look?" Jess came out in the daisy dukes and tube top, cocking her hips to one side. She turned around and bent over a little to show off her ass in the shorts, and it looked pretty darn nice. Those tiny shorts were tight even on her little butt. 

"The ass is pretty cute," I said, "But I really don't think you have the tits for that top. What do you think?" I looked over at the clerk.

"Uh." He was still staring at the shorts.

"Is he our judge then?" Jess walked up to the clerk and looked at him for a second before sticking her chest out and pointing at her tits. "How do they look? Not enough tits in there for you?" I could definitely see the shape of her nipple through that material. Evidently so could the clerk.

"They are clearly too small," I turned my awesome cleavage back toward him for contrast, and he looked between the two.

"Well, ya, I guess..." He said, agreeing with me. I stuck my tongue out at Jess.

"Hmph," Jess glared at me, "Okay Wanda, let's show him how more tits would just ruin the effect." Jess grabbed Wanda's arm and headed back into the changing stall.

"You know, we came in here to get me a new top," I said to the clerk while they were gone, letting my hands spread my hoodie open a little wider. There was a good inch wide gap there now. This time it was really fun without even showing anything really bad yet. Jess was contagious.

"You seem to, uh, need one, ya?" He said, fixated on the fresh skin.

"Do I?" I looked down and shifted my hands, flashing more skin at him in the process, but closing the gap somewhat for now.

"Here, doesn't that just look silly?" Jess dragged Wanda out in front of the clerk. The tube top was struggling with Wanda's tits, which were sticking out the bottom slightly. To compound that, the shorts in no way fit on her ass, and the zipper was wide open all the way down. Her fiery red landing strip even ended before the base of the opening. I was surprised she could walk in it without tearing it apart.

But that wasn't the only new sight to see. Jess, instead of putting back on her dress, had opted to put on Wanda's. She wasn't bursting out out of it like Wanda with the tube-top, but without fairly large tits to hold it in place, the dress was sagging significantly in the front. Right now it was barely hanging along the top of Jess's tits, but it certainly couldn't keep that tenuous grip for long. Jess smiled at me as I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Well, maybe you should have gotten a set that fit her..." The clerk suggested, not yet noticing Jess's dress. "It's very... attractive, though." He smiled at Wanda, who was taking this all very well for being paraded so bluntly.

"Cindy's turn!" Wanda said, smiling and grabbing me with one hand, and holding the shorts with the other. She dragged me to the back and into a changing stall, where she slid the shorts off with some difficulty. "Ug, that was not pleasant," She said, handing them to me as she took off the tube top.


A Few Good Girls Ch. 02-01



"Um, what are you gonna put on?" I said, sliding my skirt off with ease, and pulling on the daisy dukes. It was nice not to have to hold my top closed anymore, and it would be even nicer to have my tits covered up as well. I slid the hoodie off my arms and started pulling the tube top on.

"It's actually easier to put on like a dress," Wanda said as I twisted the top straight on my tits. Naked and standing close to me in the cramped stall, she picked up my miniskirt, looking at it disdainfully.

"It's actually easier to put on like a dress," I laughed, and she stuck her tongue out at me, pulling it up her legs. It's a pretty stretchy material, so it fit on her okay, if skin-tight. It was a little shorter on her, and her ass hung out in back. Not something you'd really wanna wear every day. Maybe not something she'd wanna wear any day.

"Let's see if I can get this on, ya?" Wanda grabbed my hoodie and put it over her arms. She tried to pull it together over her tits in front but it didn't do anything like reach across her chest. She wrinkled her nose at it, holding the corners over her nipples, her breasts mostly bare, "I guess I'll just have to hold it over my tits. It covers my nipples, at least."

"Haha, ya, that looks great," I said, giggling as I pulled the shorts up my legs. They were pretty tight. I pulled the zipper up as far as I could, but I just could not get it to buckle. My hips are a little bigger than Jess', so that makes sense. "This'll hafta do for me." 

"Beats the crap out of how well I fit in it," Wanda laughed, surprising nonchalant about baring so much skin as we headed back out, "We'll get me something new next." We wandered back to Jess and the clerk.

Jess had obviously played with her dress, because it no longer precariously hung along the top of her tits. Now it was dangling down in front with a neckline that rode just below her nipples. From a distance, it might just look like a ton of cleavage, because her nipples are tanned almost to the color of her skin. From the distance of, say, the clerk, she was showing off quite a lot.

"Psh, that looks awful," She glared at me, turning to the clerk, "Don't my tits look much better?"

He looked at her mostly bared chest again and bit his lip. "Well, Wanda was all, like, hanging out on the bottom... and I like you in that." He smiled at her. She half-heartedly returned it.

"So Cindy it is, then," Jess noticed Wanda struggling to stay covered. "Let's see what would be good for you..."

"I like her in that," The clerk suggested, "It's awesome."

"That's nice," Jess ignored him. She was kinda running the show on this, so we let her pick something out for Wanda. She grabbed a button up shirt that was cut to show some midriff and wrapped it around Wanda's waist. She tucked it up under her arms and pulled it fairly snugly. It could probably fit.

"No, that won't do." Jess tossed it to the clerk to put back up later and grabbed another one.

"Ya, that was a bit off, I'm not sure it'd fit," Wanda said, lifting her elbows into chicken wings to hold my hoodie closed over her tits.

"Yes, much too large." Jess pulled one with a long bottom around Wanda and it looked like it might barely fit, or it might just rip. "Perfect," She smiled and laid it over the rack. Wanda snatched it, letting one side of the hoodie flop open for a second before covering back up. I think I heard the clerk almost choke when that happened.

"I'll just go put this on, then we can pick bottoms." She headed back to the changing room, her ass noticeably hanging out of my miniskirt as she went. The clerk stared absent-mindedly at the bare skin as she left.

"Well, what bottoms should we go with?" Jess looked over to me.

"Uh, khaki always works with button-up stuff," I suggested, pawing through a rack of not so great tops. Jess wandered over to some pants and picked out a pair. I went after her and made sure they weren't Jess sized again. Wanda would not go for that. They were fine, though.

We waited for a minute or two, looking through the racks by the clerk, before Jess started getting impatient. "Where the hell is she?" She set the pants on the counter and headed back to the dressing room. I glanced over at her from where I stood, then back at the clerk.

"You guys, uh, do this a lot?" The clerk glanced down at my tiny shorts as I turned toward him.

"What? Buy clothes?" I gave him a funny look.

"Well, um, I mean..." He glanced down at the open button at the top of my shorts again. "Do you, uh, come here a lot?"

"Uh, Jess and I are from out of town," Noticing his gaze, I casually played with the opening in my shorts, and fidgeted with the zipper tab, "If that's what you mean."

"You should visit more often." He watched as I dipped my fingers behind the zipper, feigning an itch, and seemed to choke on his tongue. That was extremely enjoyable.

"Hey, does it look like I have a bug bite here?" I pulled out the waist a bit and leaned forward. He practically scrambled over the top of the counter to see. I couldn't help but crack a smile at that.

"Hey, uh, I know this might seem like kind of a weird question, but are any of you wear any under-" He asked, leaning over the counter to peer down my shorts, when Jess interrupted him.

"Stop showing off your girl fur and toss us those pants," Jess said, dragging Wanda out front. I let my tight shorts snap back to my waist and grabbed the khaki pants Jess had left on the counter. The clerk, with no more shorts to look down, slid back onto the floor.

"Here, Wanda, try these with that shirt. It definitely doesn't go with that miniskirt." Jess took the pants from me and offered them to Wanda, already in a too-tight top and accepting her fate of too-tight pants. She took them begrudgingly and turned to head back to the changing area. "Whoa now, wait a sec," Jess nodded at the clerk, her own tits still hanging out of Wanda's low dress, "It's okay if she changes up front, ya? It apparently takes her forever to change back there."

"Wait, what?" Wanda looked taken aback.

"Uh..." The clerk looked blank, his eyes darting from Wanda's tits to Jess's.

"Like, behind one of the racks. Obviously." I nodded at him.

"Obviously," Jess concurred.

"Uh... I suppose that would be okay." He glanced at his otherwise empty store and nodded. "Sure."

"Great," Jess said, "Just change out here real quick."

"I don't think so." Wanda raised an eyebrow.

"Psh, Wanda, it's just a quick swap, it won't take a second." Jess pushed her behind a rack.

"But that guy is still staring at me..." She glanced around the corner at him.

"We can't see a thing from here," I lied, "Besides, you're barely covered up right now anyways." That much was true.

"Let me help." Jess popped behind the rack and Wanda shrieked. Through the many gaps in her cover, we could see Wanda fighting with Jess for the miniskirt.

I looked at the clerk, who was trying to peer around the rack, "You've seen plenty of naked girls before, right? We're not breaking you in, are we?" His eyebrows raised and he looked over at me.

"Well, you know, on the Internet..." He coughed, looking back toward Wanda's bared skin.

"Great!" I smiled, "Don't worry that he can see you, Wanda, he says he's already seen those naked pictures of you Jess and I put on the Internet!" I said overly loudly back at them. This brought a bit of a laugh from Jess.

"What?" Wanda stood upright, dropping her grip on the skirt, letting Jess whisk it away and toss it at me. I picked it up and set it on the counter.

"Thanks, Jess. Okay, now you should just put the pants on," I told Wanda. I looked over at the clerk, who was now leaning around the rack trying to get a better view. "Our friend is watching." I smiled.

Wanda hurriedly put on the pants, which really made it take longer than necessary, giving the clerk more than one glimpse at her carefully trimmed red fur. She came around the rack and they were snug, but fit well enough for her to zip them up all the way and button them without difficulty.

"Nice choice!" I said to Jess, "Perfect fit."

"I know, I'm awesome," Jess agreed, shifting a loose strap of Wanda's dress back onto her shoulder. It still didn't cover up anything at all of Jess's tanned nipples. She looked over at Wanda, "Let's see the back..."

Wanda turned around and bent forward a little. "I think they ride a bit low." Her ass wasn't exactly hanging out of them yet, but it was pretty close. She was definitely showing a bit of coin slot.

I bent forward and looked a little closer at the seam down the middle of her pants. There was something funny there. "Bend over a little more, I think there's a stain here, or..."

"This top can't really handle any more bending. This is the bending limit." She looked back at me. "Are you sure there's a stain?" She reached spread her legs apart a bit to give me a better view.

"Ha!" I slid my finger into a hole in the seam and poked her right between the cheeks.

"Ack!" She popped upright. "Oh my god, there's a hole in them?"

I laughed, "A very small one. Someone'd hafta stare pretty hard at your ass to see it, which isn't an unreasonable thing to expect in these." I smiled. I hadn't noticed before she mentioned it, but her tits were definitely straining that top to its limits. The top few buttons weren't even closed, and the neck opened down to the middle of her tits. The topmost buttoned button looked like it was ready to burst with her just standing there.

"It's perfect," Jess said, "What do you think, critic?"

"Uh, she looks awesome." He had been cocking his head to one side to try and spot the hole, but straighted up at this.

"See? You inspire awe among men." I smiled. 

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Continued in Part 2-2



A Few Good Girls Ch. 02-02



"Now, Jess's turn to get something!" I looked over at Jess. We were at a decent little store at the mall, teasing a clerk. We'd gone there from the theme park, where we'd inexplicably lost our underwear playing a game Jess had come up with. We'd planned on buying new underwear first, but we decided it was much more fun not to. Now we were getting new outfits. Wanda and I already had ours, but Jess hadn't gotten anything yet.

"Why don't we leave her in that?" Wanda looked snidely over at Jess, the youngest of us. Jess had put on Wanda's dress, which was much too large for her slight 18-year-old frame, and the neckline was riding just below her small, tanned A cups, showing off her nipples.

"She does look pretty good," The clerk offered. I just shook my head at him and adjusted the seam of my new narrow tube-top. Jess had picked out some matching daisy-dukes too, which were appropriately much too small on me. But with my awesome butt in the shorts and fairly perky C cups in the tube-top, the outfit was pretty... effective.

Jess looked blankly at the clerk, then turned toward the rack behind her and pawed through it for a moment. "Ah, saw this earlier!" She pulled out a really not-so-awesome summer dress with a hideous floral print. "What do you guys think?" She held it in front of her, smiling.

"Uh, ya, not so much." I cocked an eyebrow.

"I think it'd be a little short on you, Jess," Wanda looked over at the clerk, "Think she should try it on to be sure?" Wanda was not terribly concerned with Jess being over exposed, partially because she already was, and partially because Jess had made Wanda put on her new pants right in front of the clerk, and the button-up shirt Jess had picked her barely reached around Wanda's big D cups.

"Uh... definitely. She should definitely try it on." He nodded. "And you can change out here like your friend did if you want..."

"Really?" She flashed me a look like he'd prolly gotten his fair share of this game, and time was ripe to move on. "Gosh, thanks!" She smiled weakly and laid the new dress on top of the rack next to her. Without moving behind anything, she started undoing the buttons down the front of Wanda's dress. The racks to the entrance of the store shielded her from the mall, but not from the wide-eyed clerk. 

Of course, it's not like the dress was covering anything up top before, but when she got it opened down to the bottom and her smooth, taut skin slipped out of the fabric, I bit down on my lip. Everything, from her perky, well-tanned breasts down to her smooth-shaven crotch, was just right out in the open in the store now. She was just standing there, totally cool. I smiled. Ever since we'd kissed at the park, I hadn't been looking at Jess quite the same.

Wanda coughed, "Very subtle, Jess."

Jess tossed Wanda's dress on the rack next to the new one. Totally naked now, she stopped what she was doing and looked over at Wanda. She stood on her toes, peering out the front of the store. "You don't think anyone can see me from here, do you?" She looked at us and the clerk, "I'm okay changing here, right? You said it would be fine!" She held her hand to her chest in mock concern, careful to cover nothing in the process.

"Uh, ya, you're fine right here," He swallowed, "In fact, you can go ahead and find some more things to try on right now if you like, and try on as much as you want," He offered, smiling, "No rush!"

"Oh, I think this will be just fine." I said, giving her a look agreeing that this guy had definitely seen enough as she picked up the new dress from the rack. She slid it on and it fit pretty well. She definitely had an eye for what fit. "It might be a little short," She looked over her shoulder at her butt as she said this. She was really good at looking super cute. I had to smile again.

"What do you guys think?" She turned around and bent over, arching her back. The dress slid up her thighs, but she looked surprisingly well covered up. If she spread her legs though, it might not be low enough to cover quite everything.

"You seem to be safe in it." Wanda nodded. Jess, a cheerleader through and through, bent down further until she was now entirely doubled over, sliding her feet apart in the process as she caught her hands on the floor between her legs. The hem of her dress was riding almost halfway up her ass now, showing off her tight butt and clean-shaven lips. "Maybe not any more..." Wanda raised her eyebrows.

Jess looked back between her legs at Wanda with a giggle. "No?" She looked up at her exposed skin, "Well, I guess not!" I bit my lip as she smiled sweetly at us.

"It... uh... looks good to me!" The clerk said. I wondered just what he might be doing behind that counter, but only in passing.

"Ah, well then," Jess stood up and straightened out her dress, "I guess I'll go with it. No need to try on any more if this looks good," She smiled evilly at the clerk, "Let's go, girls." She turned and headed right out the door, leaving Wanda's dress laying on the rack.

"Ya, thanks for all your help!" I said, leaning forward and peeking over his counter only to see nothing more than a tent pitched in his pants. Unfortunately, I also showed almost no cleavage in the process. Tube tops, they spoil the fun.

Wanda hurried out after me and when she caught up she tried to stop us. "Guys! We didn't pay! And you forgot our clothes!" She pointed back at the store.

"I think he got plenty for the clothes," Jess said, smiling, "Plus, he didn't seem inclined to come out after us."

"Ya, and he got replacements, too," I nodded, "That was a really cute hoodie."

"Until you broke it," Jess laughed.

"I broke it, did I?" I stuck my tongue out at her.

"So, we aren't going to go back and pay?" Wanda was really catching up now.

"Nah. I think we're going to go try on some bikinis," I pointed at a place a few stores down that had some in the window.

"I think we could go without," Jess smiled, "We're covered up just fine as it is."

"Um, no, we're going to the beach tomorrow, right?" I said, stopping in front of the store with the bikini, "You apparently can go tanning just fine without, but I want something to wear."

"Well, okay, I guess," Jess frowned, "But I'm thirsty. Let's go get drinks first."

"Ya, I'm parched," Wanda said.

"Yer parched, eh?" I raised an eyebrow, "I'm totally parched too."

"Ya, I'm definitely parched. Who's thirsty anymore? We're parched." Jess and I started cracking up.

"Shuddup you guys. I'm just thirsty is all." She glared at us, "Let's go to the escalator, the food court is up top."

"Yes, lets," Jess said haughtily, "We should go to the food court. Because I'm so parched. I'm so parched in fact, let us transverse to the food court!"

"I thought transverse was, like, when things are at right angles or something..." I scrunched up my nose at her.

"Oh my god, you're such a dork!" Jess laughed at me.

"At least I don't exist at right angles to the food court," I rethought this, "Well, I do..."

"Ha!" Jess stepped onto the escalator, saying: "Let us then be transverse to the food court, for we are terribly parched!"

I stuck out my tongue as Wanda got on the escalator giggling, and I got on behind her. After a second or two, I looked up at Jess's dress. She might be safe just standing around, but it was definitely too short for the escalator. I nudged Wanda, who bent slightly to look under it and started giggling again.

"What?" Jess turned around, facing down the escalator and placing her feet unnecessarily far apart.

Wanda and I both started laughing at this, "You're just giving a large number of people a good view, is all." 

Jess looked down at her dress. She pulled up the bottom and peered at her bald mound. "Oh ya, we haven't bought underwear yet. My bad," She smiled, innocently letting the dress clump up as she let go of it, showing off even more than before. She surveyed her audience, smiling.

"'My bad' psh," Wanda said, "You just wish you could show your tits off too."

"I know, right?" Jess said, frowning as she evened out her dress and turned to step off the escalator, "Here, let's get some smoothies." We headed over to the smoothie place ordered drinks. Wanda paid, seeing as Jess only wanted to "pay" if she wasn't going to actually pay, and I had cleverly brought no money.

"Here, I'll get those," Jess picked up the drinks tray and held it in front of her. She turned around and looked at the tables. "You guys wanna sit over there?" She nodded at a likely looking spot.

We headed over, Jess carrying the drinks. I actually got the most looks out of the three of us now, in those tiny shorts. I pretended to ignore it, but it was kind of nice to be the center of attention, especially without actually having to show more than just some bare skin. It was a little exciting, being exposed without being exposed. I licked my lips and smiled.

I sat down and Wanda sat opposite me. Wanda laughed as Jess set down the drinks. "Looks like you can show off your tits now!" 

I looked over at Jess's chest. The drinks must have rubbed against her dress while we'd walked over, because now not only was it transparent with the conensation from the cups, but her nipples were definitely a bit more perky. My dark tips would have been pretty obvious like that, but her tanned breasts managed to make it almost seem subtle. That is, unless you actually looked. "Nice!" I laughed as she sat down. She just smiled and grabbed her drink from the tray, poking a straw into it.

I grabbed one and put in a straw. I took a sip and stuck out my tongue. "I think this is yours, Wanda." I reached over and grabbed the one in front of her as she reached across to grab mine. I heard a little snap sound and saw something bounce off the table and onto the floor. "What was that?"

"I think it was my button..." Wanda sat back with her drink and looked down at her shirt, which had indeed popped open another notch. "Aw, that's not cool." She looked around and leaned sideways to pick up the button, which was on the floor opposite Jess. As she did, there was another soft popping sound and her shirtfront spread even wider. 

"Ack!" She gasped, sitting upright, and peering down at her chest. Her shirt was gaping fairly low now, showing plentiful cleavage down to a few inches past where the line of her breasts started moving apart again. With her large D cups, this might even be considered a rather low V neck, if not for the fact it was cut like a normal shirt and hung open a great deal more. Anyway, it was pretty clear she had no bra on, if it was a little uncertain before. "What the crap?" She looked a little shocked now. As her clothes seemed to be falling apart, I couldn't really blame her.

"Well, that makes accidents for two of us." Jess looked over at me, "Your turn!"

"What accident? You got your dress wet on purpose!" I furrowed my brow. "You kidding me?" I stopped and thought about strategically putting my drink on the floor, but this tube top wouldn't easily become see-through, so I was probably safe as far as that went. I set my drink on the table, trying to guess what might qualify for Jess's concept of an "eye for an eye."

"What the crap?" Wanda was still in shock from her top coming apart so rapidly, and wasn't paying much attention to our sudden tactical interchange.

"Here, let me just make it fair." She came over to me and looked at my tube top for a second. "Um..." She screwed up her mouth to one side. "Hrm."

"Ha. I'm safe." I stuck my tongue out at her, confident in my security. "Even if you pull off my top, I can just put it back on, it's not like you can break some buttons. You'd hafta destroy the whole thing." With a shiver of apprehension, I looked at Jess. "And you wouldn't do that to me, would you, Jess?"

"Nah, I wouldn't totally ruin your new top." She bit her lip, then reached out to grab the front of my tube top. I grabbed her hand with both of mine and struggled for a second before I realized it was just a feint, and she had already reached under the table. She had the zipper halfway down on my daisy dukes!

"Ack! What are you doing?" I slid back in my chair sharply, shocked, and inadvertently helping her goal. I grabbed the hand on my zipper, and she started pulling down with both, sliding off her seat and onto her knees to get a better hold. I stood slightly to pull back harder and realized that lifting my butt just let my shorts slide down!

I squealed as my bare cheeks pressed into the cold seat when I sat back down, and looked at the surrounding tables, which were definitely starting to stare at us. At me. I gulped, and started fighting with her to get my shorts back in order. I was at a better angle than Jess and managed to get it zipped back up and on properly. She still kept her grip on my zipper, though only half-heartedly trying to twist it out of my grip now. I smiled nervously at the several people still watching us and wondered just how much I'd exposed to them in the struggle.

"Just let me bring it down a little..." She kept twisting at my zipper tab at the top of my shorts until there was a soft metallic sound and I felt her pull slacken abruptly. "Well..." She sat upright at the table and held out the broken off zipper tab, with the little sliding bit still attached. "Don't you just have terrible luck with these?" She smiled.

I looked down, and sure enough, the zipper was completely gone. At least it was zipped all the way up. I would just hafta be careful. Again. "You suck, Jess!"

"Well," Wanda looked down at her gaping bosom, "Thank you Jess. I think that's much more fair now," Wanda said, apparently over her shock after watching our fight. She finished off her smoothie, "You guys wanna go get swimsuits now?"

"Ya, let's go." Jess got up with Wanda, and I followed. I grabbed the remainder of our drinks and threw them in the trash as we headed off.

We wandered out of the food court and back toward the escalator, where Jess got on first again. She turned around to face us and put one hand on both railings as we rode down. She put her feet on the yellow lines at the edge of the escalator. Her dress would probably have still covered just fine from behind, but anyone on the level below us would get a fairly decent angle at quite a bit. She looked up at me and Wanda, "Can you see if the guy at the little cellphone shop right down there can see me? I noticed him watching as we came up before."

"I don't think he's looking... Hey!" I yelled down rather loudly. Suddenly, twenty or thirty people looked up at us, including the cellphone guy. Jess peaked around to see who was looking, and her face turned bright red. I smiled as she glared up at me.

"Oh my god, Cindy, oh my god," She pulled her legs together and sidled up to the railing. Modesty from Jess? How unexpected. Even she had her limits.

"I think he was looking..." Wanda said, chuckling.

"Let's go look at cellphones!" I suggested. When we got down to the bottom of the escalator, I went around a sunglasses stand and up to Jess's cellphone guy. I talked to him a bit when I noticed he kept looking behind me. 

Jess had definitely gotten his attention again, quickly getting over her momentary embarrassment. She was bent over looking at some sunglasses, and she must have given her dress a little help riding up, because it was resting most of the way up her ass. She dropped some sunglasses and bent down legs straight to pick them up, exposing her bare beaver to me and the cellphone guy. Worst of all, she did it totally nonchalant, not even glancing back at us. 

I don't know what compelled me to do it. Maybe it was just some pent up vengeance, or some inexplicable urge, but I reached out to her smooth, bared beaver and slipped a quick finger between her warm lips. It went in with almost surprising ease, her slit already wet, probably from how much we'd been showing off. In the fraction of a second before she reacted, it occurred to me just how wet I'd gotten as well.

Then she reacted. She lurched forward, and stood bolt upright. I looked around quickly to try and blame it on Wanda, but she was actually looking at sunglasses. How just like her to be so totally useless.

"I didn't mean..." I started, but she smiled coolly and came up to talk to the cellphone guy.

"You know, she already has a cellphone," Jess said, accusingly, "She's just bothering you because she thinks you're cute."

"Actually, I don't have a cellphone," I gave her a questioning look. I really didn't.

"Of course you do, it's right here in your pocket." Jess reached over and tugged at my shorts, forcing her hand haphazardly into the tiny pocket. I just looked at her funny at first until I noticed my zipper popping open one link at a time as she dug roughly around. I glanced up at our captive audience member, who was watching intently as Jess's hand awkwardly groped at my crotch. 

"Uh, hey now, I don't have anything in my pockets," I started struggling to get her hand out as the crest of my black hairs came into view, but that just made it worse. Before I realized it, she came up behind me and shoved her other hand into the opposite pocket. I started feeling a little panicky, squirming against her to get free as she pulled my hips toward her body. I didn't like being a captive, I didn't want to get exposed, and I certainly didn't like her doing what she was doing to my c right in front of this guy.

"Which pocket is it in?" She was pulling aggressively at both sides of my shorts now, and my zipper snapped down further, showing an immodest triangle of girl fur. I glanced up and the cellphone guy was just standing there, staring at my increasingly damp crotch. I was trapped here by Jess and was quickly becoming more and more... excited. I bit my lip and gulped.

"Ok, no cellphone for Cindy, let's go..." I walked backward, pressing against Jess's body, unexpectedly aware of her firm breasts against my back. I pushed her away from the cellphone stand, her hands still in the pockets of my now fully open shorts. "Thanks for all your help, uh, cellphone guy." He just smiled as Jess finally slid her hands out and we hurried off.

"Somebody seemed to be getting a little... hot over there." Jess smiled at me as Wanda caught up with us.

I gave her a dirty look. "Hush you," I stuck out my tongue, still slightly shaken, and felt my face burning red, "Let's go get bikinis. I really need one now." We came up to a swim wear place, and I headed toward it.

"Hey, keep your shorts on..." Jess laughed as Wanda said this. "Okay, wrong cliche, my bad," Wanda laughed too as she eyed my wide open zipper and I just bit my lip, looking around, still a little nervous. "I just mean that that place has a chick clerk, we should go somewhere with a guy clerk." Wanda had a point. Getting clothes was way cheaper today with a guy clerk.

"Alright," I agreed and we walked on to find another place with a guy behind the register. I tried to be as nonchalant as Jess had been about being exposed, but people just kept staring at my crotch, and it was really hard not to notice them.

"You wouldn't even have a problem right now if you shaved." Jess suggested to me. She was right. I mean, I'd be just as exposed, but I wouldn't technically be exposing anything. That seemed oddly arbitrary. I looked down at my little exposed patch of fur and felt a little less exposed. But only a little. People still looked.

We found another store, this time with a guy working it. As we came in, Wanda saw something she liked pretty much right away and said she was gonna go try it on. The changing stalls were in the front in this store, with about a foot high gap on the bottom. I mean, who designs these, for real? Guys who want to see our underwear or what? So, ya, Wanda picked one directly across from the register. Jess and I meandered around the store for a few minutes as the guy checked out my crotch until Jess found something she wanted to try on too.




A Few Good Girls Ch. 02-02



"She's taking too long," She said to me, "Again. I'm gonna go see what's keeping her so I can have a turn." She walked up to Wanda's stall and whipped the apparantly unlocked door wide open. Wanda must have been taking off the top because she suddenly cupped the loose cloth of the bikini top onto her tits, barely covering the ample flesh, eyes wide.

"What the crap, Jess?" Wanda glared at her, looking over Jess's shoulder at the clerk, who was now giving my black triangle a break. "Seriously?" Wanda scowled angrily.

"Why wasn't this locked?" Jess furrowed her brow. "And what's taking so long?" She grumbled. "I wanna try something on!"

"It's too small." Wanda lifted her hands and showed the top to Jess, who blocked the view for me and the clerk. "Just go use a different stall so I can get my shirt on." She grumbled.

"Oh shush you. I don't think it's that small, what do you think, Cindy?" Jess stepped back and let me and the store clerk see Wanda's loosely dangling bikini top. Wanda scowled again and quickly turned her back to us.

"Looks perfect," I said, and nodded at the clerk.

"Um.." He gave me his slack-jawed agreement.

"Great, now get out here and let me in," Jess pulled Wanda out of the stall and stepped in, closing the door.

"But I haven't tried on the bottoms!" Wanda pulled at the now-locked handle. "Jessica! My shirt is still in there!" At this she looked over her back at the clerk, then down at her slack bikini top. The side of her breast was peaking around her back as she smiled faintly and tied on the top. At least she hadn't tried on the bottoms yet.

Jess had hardly been in a moment before she opened the door, stepping out and tossing Wanda her shirt. She closed the stall behind her, standing facing the mirror on the outside of the door. "Can you see this one through this dress?" She played with the straps on her shoulders as she asked, tucking it in carefully. She looked back at us through the mirror.

"No, can't hardly see it through that at all," I nodded approvingly, detecting only the faintest hint of line from the top, "Is it all on?" I asked, scanning for panty lines to match.

"Ya, it's on, didn't you see the strap?" She bent forward, straight legged. "Look, see, it's right there." She pulled the front of her dress open in the mirror, so we could see down it in the reflection. As she did so, she also pulled up the back hem of her dress. With her bared ass now pointed right at us, the clerk let out a cough.

"Um..." The clerk pried his eyes from her skin for a second and looked at me, "Does she know she's not wearing the bottoms?"

"Let's inform her of her terrible mistake!" I smiled at him, turning toward Jess, "You know you're not wearing the bottoms?" I grinned. She obviously knew, but it was still fun to be the one to point it out. With her, it was all a game, and it was one I really liked to play.

"Oh no, I left them off, I figured if you couldn't see the top, they'd be the same." Jess pulled open the door and grabbed the bottoms, putting them on as she said this. She spread and lifted her legs rather excessively, giving her audience a quick beaver shot as she did. I glanced at the clerk as he shifted his pants and I had to smile.

Finally finished showing herself off, she turned toward me. "Okay, you try something on!" She walked up next to my spot in front of the clerk and pointed at the racks, leaning on the counter.

"Well, give me a minute, I guess." I didn't really care too much for a lot of the stuff they had. Some of it was okay, but I didn't want it to stick out of the tube top and stuff. Plus, the clerk was eying my shorts again, likely with more expectations after Jess's show. I certainly wasn't planning anything like that, though. Then Wanda came over and pulled something out she must've seen earlier.

"You should go for this. It would look, like, not stupid under that tube top." She held out a strapless bikini top with a matching thong bottom. Jess came over to appraise our find.

"Ooh, but in those daisy dukes that thong might be a bit big... go with a g-string-y kinda bottom. Um... here, this matches fine," Jess grabbed a suit with a g-string bottom that did match fairly well. I looked at the bottoms a little suspiciously, having never worn that kind of thing before. Jess mixed the two pieces together and handed them to me.

"Uh, I guess..." I headed into the stall with my two tiny strips of cloth, locking the door behind me. I slipped off the tube top, and shimmied out of the tight daisy duke shorts. I pulled up the g-string and still pretty much felt naked. My furry patch was not covered by it at all and I felt silly with so much sticking out there. Maybe Jess was right about shaving.

I cinched my black hair over my ears and looked behind me at the mirror on the inside of the stall door. The string in the back had almost completely disappeared into my crack, which felt oddly not super gross. My ass was pretty much bare, too. If I do say so myself, I have a very nice ass, so this was not a terrible situation. Still, I looked practically naked.

I put on the strapless top now, and tied it fairly tightly around my tits. It was a lot smaller than I had thought as well, and didn't hardly cover my boobs, pretty much just a strip along my nipples. It seemed to fit fairly snug, though, which made it relatively safe. Unfortunately, Wanda had picked something without a backing in it, and even in the moderate light of the stall my dark nipples were fairly visible. On the beach they'd be pretty obvious.

I checked myself once more in the mirror and swallowed, openning the stall door. Jess turned away from the clerk, who just stared as I stepped forward into the bright lights of the store. His eyes on my practically naked body, I felt my heart start to pick up. Jess grinned with approval, though. I was still almost nude standing there in that, but I felt somewhat less self-conscious with her smiling at me. My heart was still beating a little faster, nevertheless.

"Well, you certainly hafta shave," Jess walked over to me and held out her hands, pulling me a few steps away from the stall. "How's it look in the back?" She walked around behind me to look as I faced Wanda and the clerk.

"Like I'm not wearing anything." I smiled nervously at the clerk, who was still staring at me. Wanda was stifling her laughter. She seemed to be enjoying my embarrassment a little more than usual and I gave her a funny look. I was showing quite a lot, but at least I had something on. We'd been showing off more not fifteen minutes earlier.

Jess squeezed my butt and I jolted forward, a little surprised at the tingle it sent through me. She deftly grabbed the thin fabric in the back of my bottoms as I stumbled and I felt her quickly slide them down to my ankles. Wanda laughed, and I heard a muttered comment from the clerk that made her laugh even more.

"Ack!" I gasped, turning red and bending down to pull them back on. As I doubled over, I suddenly felt Jess slide a deft finger up between my thighs. I straightened up, stumbling forward again to pull my crotch away from her, but not before she'd run a wet finger through my already slippery slit. 

Having stumbled all the way across the store now, I bit my lip and leaned up against the counter, my chest pounding from the sensation of her touch. I was shocked at how incredibly excited I'd so quickly become. It felt like all the teasing we'd done had just been her teasing me, and it had been building up all day. Now it suddenly wanted out.

"Here, he can just hold onto this for you, since it's the same as nothing anyways, right?" Jess handed the g-string bottoms past me to the clerk, who set them behind the counter. Me managed to do his part without ever taking his eyes away from his close-up view of my tits in that thin top. I just concentrated on holding tight to the counter to keep my unexpectedly eager hands from groping for my thighs.

Biting down a little harder, I looked up at him and turned back to Jess. "Um, I think that I'm, um, just going to go get dressed now. Okay?" Yes. All I was going to do behind that locked door was put on clothes. Nothing else, that'd be crazy!

"Well now, what about that top?" She blocked my way as I stepped toward the stall, "Is it sturdy enough for your boobs?"

"Um, ya, it's fine..." I glanced hungrily at the stall, then turned back toward Wanda and the clerk, tugging gently on the bikini top. I pulled enough to let my boobs jiggle pretty good, and the top stayed in place fairly well. "See? I'm fine. Let me go put my clothes back on now..." I turned to Jess.

"Let me try." Jess quickly stepped up and grabbed before I could get away. She pulled it down but didn't pull it off, just letting my boobs jiggle, still snug in the top. "It does hold decently," She nodded, "Can I see how you tied it on?" She smiled. I glanced over at the stall and simply nodded, turning my back to her and facing the counter. The sooner she stripped me naked, the sooner I could get past her into the stall. At least, that's what I'd hoped. The clerk smiled at me and I smiled weakly back, not even covering my furry patch for fear of what my hands might start trying to do down there.

"Oh no, you tied this all wrong. This knot would come right off in the water." She started fussing with the straps across my back. "Here, let me show you how to tie this properly." Even though I knew what was about to happen, when she undid the knot and pulled my top off from behind, I gasped inwardly with the shock. Even that thin strip of fabric was a world away from being totally nude. Wanda just laughed at me as I felt my heart race.

"See, you hafta tie it like this," Jess was holding the top and showing me how to make little loops with the strap. "I dated this boyscout, and he showed me how to, uh, tie knots," She smiled, "You know?"

"Ya, thanks... Imma get dressed." I gulped and walked quickly back into the changing stall, leaving her with the swim wear and closing the door behind me. I stood naked in the stall for a few breathless seconds as I tried to slow my heart. I took a deep breath and looked down to pick up my clothes. I had to put them on, and I had to calm this aching need. Not satisfy. Calm.

But my clothes were gone. I looked at the number on the inside of the door, but this was the right stall. I looked under the little bench, but there was nothing. They were just gone. I bit my lip as my heart picked back up. No clothes. 

It occurred to me why Wanda was laughing so much, and why Jess had been so interested in how well my outfit worked. I sat down on the little bench. When she pulled me away from the stall as I first came out, that's when she must have gotten my clothes. And sliding her hand between my legs, she must have handed them across the counter after. And then "retying" my top! How much of that was orchestrated? Jess was good at playing by ear, though. She probably didn't need to plan much.

I stood for a moment, just shivering with the heat, naked in the stall. I was way past being freaked out right now, and I definitely wasn't angry, all I felt was... totally naked. In a store. In the mall. In front of a stranger. And now I was burning up.

I brushed my hair behind my ears as I silently appraised the stall. I sat down and leaned forward on the bench, peeking out from under the door. Jess and Wanda were both talking to the clerk. God, I was right here, behind this flimsy door, totally naked, and I was about to... thinking like that just made it so much harder to resist.

I pulled my legs up, and slid my fingers down. I shivered at my own touch, my tan Asian skin hyper-sensitive as the past few hours poured over me. The feeling built inside me, my burning lips pulsing as I ran my fingers through my coarse black hairs.

"Ahh..." I gasped softly, sliding a finger easily into my slippery slit. It felt incredible.

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Continued in Part 2-3



A Few Good Girls Ch. 02-03



Thanks to Matt for his editing skills! ^.^ ~ little_asian_cherry

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I wanted to scream. I wanted to press into myself fast enough to hear the wet sound of it. I wanted to feel that tense feeling all the way up my spine, in my bones, filling my body. I wanted it to burn through me. I wanted to writhe.

But I couldn't. I had to be quiet, I had to be slow, I had to be gentle. Or else I'd get caught.

I was in a changing stall. Not, like, one in the back corner of a dressing room. I was in one of those stalls out in the front of the store, right across from the register, the kind with a good foot high gap below it. And I was naked, sliding my fingers in and out as fast I could, biting down to keep from moaning

Jess and Wanda were out in the store. Jess was 18, like me, only tan and blonde instead of a dark-haired Asian girl, and we'd come here during the summer after our senior year to hang out with our older friend Wanda. Wanda was a tall redhead. Most importantly, she had a job, and money, and could buy booze. That was a big motivator for this trip.

Our plan was to buy all new clothes when we got here, and just travel super light. So we were at the mall now, shopping. Well, we were kinda shopping. We'd spent a while teasing some guy who was actually shopping with his girlfriend and then we didn't buy anything. After we'd done the same to a store clerk, we wound up swapping the clothes we'd wore in for some new outfits. And now, well, Jess and Wanda were prolly still shopping. After ending up bare naked in this store, I hid in a stall and became... otherwise occupied.

I'd been at it awhile, too. I couldn't push harder without making too much noise and having them hear. That oddly wasn't too much of a concern with Jess and Wanda, who prolly wouldn't be very surprised. My real fear was that Jess would fling the stall door wide open and say something to the clerk like: "Oh look, Cindy's warmed up some delicious bearded clam for you! Want a taste?"

So I was taking it slow. But it wasn't enough. Sometimes a gentle touch can only go so far, and I needed more. I clenched my teeth, still slipping my fingers deftly over my wet slit when suddenly I heard an unexpected voice.

"Hey, why don't you try it on in here?" A guy was standing right outside my stall. I froze, my pussy pulsating against my fingers. God, his 'in here' meant my 'in here.' What could I do? Frozen, I just stared at the door handle, stupidly left unlocked. Almost in slow motion, the handle turned and the door came open.

"Um..." The guy we'd teased at that first store stared in at me. He'd gotten a glimpse of my furry patch earlier, but nothing like this. Not with my legs spread and fingers buried inside myself. I gulped as we stared at each other, my body yearning for me to continue, and for him to help.

"What? What's wrong?" I heard a female voice; his girlfriend was talking. She was going to see me too, and she woudn't help. I gave him a panicked look, and he glanced at her, then turned back to me. My heart was beating, and my pussy pounded again as I slowly pulled my dripping fingers from my aching slit.

"No, this one is..." He shifted his stance, the front of his pants noticably tented. "Um, it's messed up." He said creatively. He closed the door and I heard the next stall over open. "Here you go." I breathed in, and realized I hadn't done so since I'd first heard his voice.

"Okay, I'll just be a sec!" The door on the stall next to mine shut and I heard it latch. I looked up at my own latch and quickly stood, reaching over to secure it. The door openned before I got there, and he smiled at my naked form with a finger on his lips. I stood, bare in front of him, my thighs begging me to go back to the bench and spread them apart.

"Um... hi..." I gulped against a whisper, crossing my arms in front of me. "Um..."

"Shh..." He curled his finger, motioning for me to come up closer. I stepped up to where our faces were only inches apart. I felt the heat from his body and closed my eyes, shivering. I wondered if he knew just how wet I was, and shivered again when I realized that he had probably seen.

"You need a little help?" He smiled at me, his eyes scanning down my exposed flesh. I couldn't even feel panic right now, I could only feel one thing. And it burned.

"Ya, can you tell Jess..." He wouldn't know her name, "Uh, my blonde friend to, uh, come here please?" Something about that hoarse whisper that crept from my throat made the feeling all the more intense.

"Um, well, we're the only ones here, besides the girl behind the counter." He actually gave me a confused look. Now I started to feel the panic.

"What?" I said, a little too loudly, trying to peer around him. God, if they'd left... and what did he mean girl behind the counter? I shivered again, as that panicky feeling started to feed into my more dominant sensation and I tried to concentrate on breathing.

"Did you say something?" his girlfriend asked. He closed the door in my face and I bit my lip, sitting back on the bench. I yearned to sate myself, but I couldn't. They'd abandoned me here, alone and naked, and that just made me want it more.

"Um, no, why? Are you almost done?" His voice came from further away, I guess he didn't want to sound like he was in my stall. It occured to me that he was kind of a sleazeball to this girl. That could help me. Wow, now I was thinking like Jess.

"Um, ya, I just thought I heard something. Nevermind. I'll be out in a sec." She rustled in her stall as I sat there, just trying to not to give into myself as Jess ran through my mind. The latch rattled next door and her stall came open.

"Looks pretty good!" he said. "Here, try these on, I think they're all your size, find out if they fit right."

"Um, okay, sure!" She sounded a little surprised by that, but I heard her return to her stall and latch the door. I quickly bent down and looked under mine. Across the store, I saw that the guy clerk had indeed left and had actually been replaced by a girl. How long had I been playing with myself? How had no one looked in here? Had no one looked in here? Damn... I bit my lip and tried to think.

"Hello again." He whispered as he cracked the door open. I stepped up to him quickly, almost pressing my face to his.

"Help me." I looked back and forth between his eyes, yearning to pull his body against mine. "I need something to wear."

"Um, ya, sure." He leaned back a little and looked me up and down. "She'll be a minute, want me to just grab you something?"

"Yes. Please, anything, I'll do..." I bit down harder, now my eyes glanced down his body. Definitely still tented. "I'll do anything." Bluff? Probably. I blamed Jess.

"Ya?" He looked over at his girlfriend's stall. "Okay, sure, here, I'll go buy you something."

"No! Just..." I almost stepped out after him as he closed the door on me. He was gonna go buy me clothes? What was he gonna buy? What if his girlfriend notices? I sat down and concentrated once more on keeping my hands secured.

After a second, my door openned again and he thrust in a shirt, watching me grab it and pull it on. It was a red longsleeve tee with some curvy graphic and a pocket on it, and had a fairly low hem. It reached to just below my furry patch, but the shoulders were a little stiff up top, and it fit a bit tight around my bust. It was surprisingly chaste for something a guy would pick. Still, I needed bottoms. I looked at him expectantly, and the visible buldge in his pants caught my eye. I had to focus here. He stared blankly at me.

I stepped up to him, pulling my face in close to his. "Pants?" I whispered. Maybe he would take his off. I strained to keep thinking straight. I needed to wear some pants, not remove his.

"Oh, right, sure!" He looked over at his girlfriend's stall. "Um, about doing anything..."

"Pants!" I glared. Sleazeball needed to hurry, she wouldn't be in there forever.

"Sure, sure..." He looked back at his girlfriend's stall, then at me. He closed the door and I stepped back. I checked myself in the mirror, tugging on the bottom hem of the shirt. The stiff shoulders made it so that the hem rode up whenever I lifted my arms, and the tightness around my chest kept it up there. At least the pocket was well placed, so only one of my nipples was visibly poking out, although they were both definitely stiff in my present state. I was covered, but only barely.

Imagining walking out in just that shirt sent shivers up my spine, further fueling the fire. I just wanted to finish so badly, but I needed to get out of this stall and I needed pants. I couldn't just sit there and play with myself, however hot and wet I felt.

"Hey, I don't really like any of this stuff." I heard his girlfriend step out of her stall. Oh god, I thought, I still need pants.

"You, uh, don't?" He said from across the store. "Not even these pants I was about to buy?"

"What pants? No." I peered under the door and watched her from behind as she spoke. "Let's go back to that other place. The one with that shirt you liked."

"Um..." I saw his eyes dart to me for an instant. "Um, okay, let's go..." He crossed over to her and she turned toward the exit. I stood quickly, hiding myself in case she looked down. As they passed my door, he dropped something and kicked it into my stall.

I looked at it for a second, then grabbed it, peeking through the space below the door. They'd left. I uncrumpled what turned out to be a receipt for the shirt, and stared at it for a second. I turned it over and found a short message:

"Happy to help. If you want to 'do anything,' call me. - Greg" It had a number there, too. What a sleazeball! And here I was dying to take him up on it right now. Well, the least I could do would be to give it to Jess. I folded it, putting it in my pocket. I sat down for a second, trying not to stoke the flames.

Now I was in the store, alone, without a sleazeball to buy me clothes. I checked myself again in the mirror. I might be able to get away without pants. I certainly wasn't going to be able to flirt that girl into giving me any. I couldn't just take anything. I mean, convincing a clerk not to charge us and actual theft, well, those are very different things. I bit my lip, picturing the stares if this shirt was more revealing than I thought, trying not to acknowledge the the wetness between my legs. I sighed and steeled myself for the trip out.

I pulled down on the hem of the shirt and stepped out of the stall. The clerk was off putting things on racks, so I just turned and walked out of the store, holding the shirt down. I stood there for a second as people walked by, seemingly oblivious to my attire. I figured the longsleeves must have made it seem less revealing, because I only got the standard less-than-subtle looks from guys checking me out.

I inhaled sharply as I tried to take a step without holding the shirt in place. I could feel it sliding up the small part of my thighs that it actually covered, emphasizing just how tenuous this outfit was. Suddenly those guy checking me out seemed much more noticeable and I shivered as a shock lept up my spine, the reality so much more intense than I had imagined. I should be panicking, but I couldn't. I was still... I needed to finish. This was only making things worse.

But where was I gonna go? Should I just go out to the car? Should I try to find Jess and Wanda? Where would they be? I decided to go sit at a bench nearby and pick what to do. I was getting very little attention just standing there, but I was constantly afraid of even the slightest looks betraying exactly how little I had on. Hiding at a bench would be safer.

As I sat down, the back of the shirt rode up my butt. I pulled it down, but I couldn't get seated without it being partway up my cheeks. I gasped quietly as I made contact with the bench, the cold steel incredible against my burning flesh. I held my legs together and kept my eyes closed until the sensation wore off. This was not going well. I leaned forward nervously on my elbows and thought about what to do.

I had to find Jess and Wanda. That was what I needed most. They were all I had in this town, besides the shirt on my back. Literally. So, if they were still here, the car would have to be here. So I should just go wait at the car. They have to turn up there eventually, right?

And once I got to the car, maybe I could... no, that wouldn't cut it. This was too intense. I was going to need something more. Maybe that clerk from the store where we got all those clothes... no! I had to leave. I wasn't going to be crazy about this, no matter what it felt like. Even if he was really cute. Okay, well, maybe Wanda would have something, you know, useful at her apartment.

I looked up and noticed a group of guys at a sunglasses stand across from the bench. They were all staring peculiarly into the little viewing mirrors there. When I looked at them, they all stood up quickly and put the sunglasses back. I looked down and decided that sitting was not a safe choice. I got up, tugging down on my shirt, and headed toward the escalator. The elevator couldn't possibly be safe in this at all. I desperately needed to get off... out! I needed to get out!

"Hey, I know you!" I heard a guy's voice as he came up next to me. No one knows me here. I looked over and it was that cute clerk. I suddenly hoped he wasn't a mind reader, as terrible thoughts raced through my head and my wet slit silently pulsated.

"Um, hey there, um, guy," I said, still walking for the escalator, hoping my shirt stayed in place. A soft breeze from somewhere swept over me, and I suddenly felt very conscious of just how nearly-naked I was.

"Where are your two friends?" He asked, looking around, "Having more fun, I presume?"

"Um, I guess. They kinda abandoned me." I smiled weakly at him. He wasn't checking the hem of my shirt. That's good. Maybe it was still high in back and he'd already gotten a good look? I reached back, but it was safely pulled down still. Maybe he didn't know. Maybe that was worse.

"Gosh, I'm sorry. I see you've gone with a much more modest shirt to wear over your new outfit in the meantime." He smiled. He thought I still had the shorts and tube top on under this. I guess those shorts were really short, it was possible. If he noticed a lack of lines from my other clothes, he certainly didn't show it. He did seem to notice my nipple under the skin tight fabric, though. As he eyed my chest, I could feel a subtle tingle where those clothes should be, and licked my lips.

"Um, ya." I tried to keep smiling, "Hey, I'm gonna go find my friends, if that's okay."

"Well, sure. I'm just leaving work now. Where are you gonna meet them?" He stopped, and for some reason I stopped with him. I looked around. All I had on was this long tee shirt, and no one was even really noticing, not even the guy who had tried to stare down my shorts earlier. I licked my lips again, trying to focus.

"Um, well, I dunno." I shrugged, then blushed, quickly pulling back down my shirt hem. Did he see anything? "Um, I guess I was gonna go to Wanda's car and wait."

"I'll come with. Keep you company." Ya, right. Suddenly he's mister nice, friendly guy. 'I'm not just coming in case Cindy wants to strip again, no sir, not me.' And God did I. "Let's take the elevator down."

"Um, ya, sure, that's okay then." Gosh, I couldn't even talk straight. How could I be so distracted? I was practically toying with him earlier, but now I was just acting stupid. I needed Jess to take the lead on these things. What would Jess do?

"So you guys get much shopping done today?" We walked up to the elevators nearby and he pressed the down button. Shopping, shopping... how would Jess take advantage of that?

"Everything I'm wearing was bought today." That was clever and sneaky. He wouldn't pick up on that right away. Very Jess-ish.

"You didn't buy those shorts or that tube top, you know." Okay, maybe he saw where I was going with that right away. What would Jess do?

"I know." The elevator arrived and I flashed him a I'm-totally-not-freaking-out-on-the-inside smile as I stepped into it. It was empty, and he coughed as he followed me in. I shivered, partly nervous with what I was trying to do with him, partly nervous with what I was aching to do with him.

"Um, hey, ya..." He eyed the hem of my shirt, seeming to figure out what I meant. I glanced around as the door closed, no one could really see in these elevators. They were prolly a lot safer than the escalators had been. Damn.

I needed to give him more. I knew it would just make me want it worse, but I couldn't stop. I leaned back against the side of the elevator and lifted my arms behind me, placing my hands on the railing. The snug shoulders pulled up on my shirt, and I felt the hem slide up my furry patch. The bottom few inches of my dark Asian hair must have come into view. I grinned as his eyes widened, and he shifted his stance as a buldge appear in his pants. It suddenly felt really, really good to be wearing this shirt.

He coughed, "I see you've lost the shorts," he eyed my chest, apparantly wondering what else I might've lost. I smiled, leaving my shirt up and fur out. If he looked close, he would prolly be able to see my wet pussy pulsating with his gaze. This shirt definitely felt good.

"If you really look close, you should be able to tell I'm not wearing anything at all under this shirt." I smiled at him, straightening out a wrinkle on my breast, and smoothing the fabric over my stiff nipple with an extremely enjoyable sensation. I shivered, running my fingers over my breast again, then breathed heavily inward. Not the time, not the place.

"I, uh, I guess so!" He raised his eyebrows and the elevator stopped. I slid my shirt back down and crossed out of the elevator, with him following. This was starting to be very fun. Definitely what Jess would do.

"We're parked out this door." I headed for the entrance we came in earlier. As we stepped out, it occured to me that even though the parking lot was much emptier than earlier, I couldn't actually see Wanda's car. I pursed my lips and decided to take it in stride. He could give me a lift to Wanda's apartment. You know, because I totally had a clue where that was. Or we could go to his place. Ya, this was rational thinking. Fer sure.

"Which way?" He came up next to me, his eyes darting to my chest. A cool breeze swept by and he got a little better sight of what he was looking for. I smiled as I felt the air wash over me. I was practically naked out here, in the open, but I wasn't actually panicking. It just felt too incredible for me to panic.

"I think we were somewhere behind that semi-truck." I started across the parking lot in the general direction of where the car should be and he followed. I glanced back, stealing a look at his buldging crotch and smiled inwardly.

"You know, if you need a ride, I can drive you home." Yes. Sitting. In a car. In his car. With no idea where to go. Not a safe plan. It would be fun, though. Really fun. I bit my lip and looked over at him.

"Um, well," I looked back out at the cars as we came around the truck, and spotted Jess. She stuck her arms up and waved. Dissappointed in some strange way by seeing her, I sighed. With a hesitant concern for my shirt hem, I decided to wave back. The shirt slid up swiftly, baring my firm ass, and I pulled it back down casually as the guy stumbled behind me. "I found'em." I looked back at him.

"So no ride then?" He smiled sheepishly. Poor little lamb.

"Sorry. Wanna come say hi, though?" I knew Jess would enjoy this. She kinda got tired of him in the store, but that was then, and this was now. Plus, I wanted to see her tease some more. I wanted to see her show off.

"Um, okay, I guess." He followed me through the mostly empty lot and over to Jess and Wanda at Wanda's car. Wanda was sitting in the driver's seat, and Jess was leaning on the side of the car. She stood up as we got there.




A Few Good Girls Ch. 02-03



"Hey, you have clothes-store-guy with you!" Jess smiled, still wearing the goofy floral print dress she'd gotten from him earlier. Of course, she didn't get left naked in a store, so she had no reason to change. "Did you show him your new swimsuit?"

"Yes, I did." We both laughed at this. I suddenly wondered why I wasn't mad at her for abandoning me. I didn't know why, but I wasn't mad at all.

"Great! Wanna see mine?" She looked at the guy, who was confused.

"You didn't show me..." He looked over at Jess. "Um, ya, sure." He smiled at her.

"See?" She lifted the front of her skirt up, baring her bald beaver for him. I licked my lips, smiling as she showed off. I'd peeked out a bit on purpose to him, but she was just so brazen about it. That is exactly what she'd do, too. As she covered back up, I wondered if she was as wet as me.

"Ah, yes, just like hers. You gals going swimming in those soon?" He smiled, then looked at Wanda, "You got a new swimsuit too?"

"Yes." She glared at us, holding the suit she'd gotten earlier out of the window. "See? Mine's made of fabric instead of air. It's madness!"

"Haha, Wanda, we're just having fun." Jess stuck out her tongue, then turned to the guy. "Well, it was nice to meet you, um, whoever you are, but we really must get home and... have some... um... lesbian sex. Yes. Lots of lesbian sex. Let's go, Cindy!" She openned the door and pushed me in, smiling.

"That's... good..." He smiled, "Um, goodbye then?"

"Byes!" Jess ran around to the other side and got in shotgun. I waved at the guy as Wanda started off. He was cute. I was going to get a ride from him. Oh well.

"How did you get out?" Jess turned back toward me as I tugged on the hem of my shirt.

"I guess I don't need to do that." I pulled the hem up to my waist, baring my ass to the seat and my girl fur to Jess. I looked out the window and smiled, safe now since no one could see. I suddenly wanted to finish, but right now was not the best time. I wondered if I'd leave a spot on the seat. "What I want to know is why you left me there?" I tried to give her a mean look, but the only expression I could muster felt a lot less like 'screw you' and a lot more like 'screw me.'

"Well, I checked on you under the door and you seemed to be enjoying yourself, so we decided to leave you be. Plus, that clerk was just getting off, so we decided to, you know, get off too. Haha!" She laughed. So someone did see...

"Oh, shut up, we did not have sex with him." Wanda rolled her eyes, "Cindy prolly got more action than you did. That guy was a total sleazeball, Cindy. We ditched him fast."

"Well, I ran into the guy who was with his girlfriend at the underwear store, you know?" I looked over at Jess.

"The one we were playing with?" She smiled, "That's awesome!"

"I know, right? Well, no, not awesome, I was naked and abandoned... but, ya." I licked my lips and brushed my hand on my leg. "But, ya, he was a sleazeball too. He bought me this shirt, and he gave me his number so we can, um, pay him back, I guess. And his girlfriend was, like, in the next stall the whole time." I pulled the receipt out of my pocket and handed it to Jess, who grabbed it greedily.

"Awesome. Greg, huh?" Jess grabbed Wanda's cell and punched the number into the contact list. "So, did you get to finish what you'd started in there?" Jess smiled at me, moving her fingers meaningfully in the air, eyeing my bared bush.

"Um, no, actually," I laughed, but she hit the nail on the head. Her overt hand gesture just drove the point home. "Not so much. I, uh, ya..."

"Aw, poor Cindy." Jess laughed, facing forward in her seat. "Hey, you guys wanna go see a movie?" She held up the phone. "We could pay this guy back by taking him!"

"Um, I'm gonna need my shorts back if we go anywhere other than home." I pointed out. I mean, it was a bit of a rush at the mall, but I kinda wanted to not have a rush for a little bit. I really just wanted to go to Wanda's and take care of things. I bit my lip, keeping my hands out of my rather exposed, and still practically-dripping slit.

"Meh, I just wanna get home now," Wanda said.

"Well, we could at least have a movie night, ya?" Jess offered. I just shrugged when she looked back at me. Maybe I could take a quick shower. Or a long shower.

"Alright, movie night it is. I've got some movies downloaded that we can watch," Wanda agreed.

"Oooh, dirty movie night, even better!" Jess laughed. Now that was a good idea.

"Haha, no, real movies," Wanda paused, "We can watch the dirty ones another time." I smiled. It was fun staying at Wanda's.