Romp/Go to the mall(F)

You decide to go to the mall and see what you can find. You put some special panties on that will keep your eight-inch dick under control and a half-cup bra to support your 36" tits. A short blue skirt and a white shirt that's a tad small, white socks and Nike trainers complete the ensemble.

At the mall, you wander round for a while and then sit at a table with a coffee and a slice of cake. There's a little girl opposite who can't keep still and keeps giving you glimpses of pink panties that make your dick swell. Your table is set for four, and as it's pretty crowded, it's not long before a couple of preteen girls ask if they can sit in the empty chairs.

Tina and Fanny are friends who have bunked off school because it's double maths and they hate it. You sympathise and sit chatting with them about school, pop music and clothes. They moan about not being able to afford nice things and how their parents don't allow them to wear makeup. You ask them about boyfriends and they look at each other and giggle. "We kinda stick together. Boys are mostly rude and smelly," Tina says.

You tell them that you work in the garment trade and suggest that they come to your place and try some stuff on. "If there's anything you really like, you can keep it," you tell them.

Half an hour later, you get the girls to take their shoes off and usher them into your sitting room. Then you head for the kitchen to get sodas. They don't see you add a tot of vodka to each can before you pass them round. In your spare bedroom you have racks of clothes for girls aged from toddler all the way up to teenage. most of it is not the kind of things that you would see in an ordinary shop. You bring out a couple of dresses and suggest that they try them on.

You have to adjust your dick as they quickly strip to their underpants and help each other pull the dresses over their heads. These dresses are fairy plain and as they look in the big mirror, you can see that they are unimpressed. The next things you offer them are some short skirts and blouses with a pretty frill at the front. When they have them on, you produce a camera and ask if you can take pictures. They both shrug and ask if you have anything else.

"How about something a bit sexy," you ask and they both seem to like that idea.

You get them to strip off back to their knickers while you put stuff away and then you come back with two evening dresses. They would look good on an adult model, but on a preteen girl, they just look obscene. The top part is lacy and see-through, held up by a ribbon round the back of their necks. Of course, an adult would wear a bra underneath, but the girls' almost-flat, bare chests show through nicely. There is a deep plunge at the back, all the way down to the top of their bum-cleavage and the skirt hangs barely a couple of inches below crotch level.

"Those school panties are not right with those dresses you say as they admire themselves and each other. You hold out a couple of thongs and with a lot of giggling they take off their panties and then sit down to work out how to wear the tiny scraps of lace that you gave them. Neither girl seems to care that you are snapping away with the camera all the time as you get an excellent display of hairless pussy.

Fanny seems to be having problems, so you offer to help. She is in a hopeless tangle. so you sit her on your lap while you sort them out. When your thumb 'accidentally' brushes against her bare pussy, she shivers a little but makes no objection.