This choice: Amanda alters Kelsey's attire • Go Back...Chapter #10Amanda alters Kelsey's attire by: uzaho   "Oh... great," Kelsey mumbled under her breath. Under normal circumstances she would have relished the opportunity to avoid further embarrassment, such as what she just went through with Amanda's little sister. But Amanda still being in control of her attire meant that, if anything, she would be forced to endure more of it.
Kelsey tugged on her t-shirt, evening out the large shoulders and neckline. "Can I at least put on some pants?"
"Hold on. Hold on..." Amanda stepped back and examined her friend with a smile. "Well I really like that shirt on you. White is definitely your color, even though it's a little baggy. I almost wish I could take it in, bu-" Inspiration flashed across Amanda's face. "Oh! Oh! Yes!"
Wary, Kelsey crossed her arms at Amanda's excitement. Her friend raced across the room to a desk drawer.
"Umm... what?"
Amanda whirled around and held her instrument of doom into the air.
"Crop top!"
The blade of the scissors gave a dull shimmer in the morning sun. Kelsey chewed on her lip anxiously.
"Okay... but... not too much, okay? And I will get pants, right?"
Amanda moved delightedly behind her friend. "Geez, K! You shouldn't worry so much."
Kelsey took a deep breath.
"...because it isn't up to you anyway!"
Hearing the snip and feeling the blade on her back sent shivers down Kelsey's spine. Amanda tugged on the already large neckline and slowly worked her way around Kelsey, shearing through the material gleefully. It took no time at all until the neck was entirely cut out and the shred of fabric tossed to the side. Amanda examined her handiwork but wasn't impressed.
"Er... you're a little lopsided. Sorry, I've never done this while someone was wearing it before!"
Kelsey swallowed as Amanda came in again, snipping out more of the neckline.
"There! That's... mostly even!"
Kelsey looked down as best she could. The shirt barely clung onto her shoulders but she couldn't see any cleavage, not that she was especially well endowed. Still, it did seem like it could be much worse.
The "worse" was realized once Kelsey saw Amanda lift up the bottom of her now lessened t-shirt.
"AH! Hey! Amanda!" Kelsey pushed Amanda's hands away and threw her own over top of her bare pussy.
Amanda stuck out her hip, her expression filled with a playful attitude. "I don't have to cut it on you. Then again I won't know how much I'm taking off. I might remove a little too much!" Amanda slammed the scissors closed to add punctuation to her threat.
Kelsey didn't respond. She kept her hands firmly against her tingling mound. Amanda took that as a sign of cooperation. She tugged the bottom of the shirt out from under Kelsey's palms and placed the scissors between Kelsey's arms. A few vertical cuts quickly brought Kelsey's belly button into view. Amanda then made her latitudinal journey around Kelsey's body.
"I'm so glad I thought if this!" Amanda happily shared. Kelsey felt her nipples harden as the t-shirt material gradually fell away from her ass.
"Aha! Much better!"
Kelsey's hips were fully exposed, and her cleanly shaved pelvis right up until her naval would be clearly visible if her hands weren't in the way. She crossed her legs and lightly bounced in place.
"Pants now? Please?"
"Tsk! You're so impatient! I'm not finished yet!"
Terrified by what else Amanda could be cutting, Kelsey closed her eyes and braced for the worst. But when she felt the scissors slice along her upper arm she relaxed and sighed. It wouldn't be a true 'crop top' any other way, but she never knew where Amanda's mind might go next. One sleeve fell away and then the other. The unfortunate part of that was with how wide the neck was cut there was very little material left to hold the shredded garment on her shoulders. It felt like she was wearing spaghetti straps.
"Damn, K... you look hot!" Amanda teased.
Kelsey felt her face redden further from the mock compliment. "Oh shut up and give me some pants already!"
"Temper, temper! I'll get you something."
Amanda tossed the scissors on her desk and meandered across the room. She glanced at random piles of clothing on the floor and casually flipped through clothes hangers in her closet, disinterested by everything she saw.
"OH! I know! Wait here!" Amanda raced out her bedroom, her own t-shirt bouncing up in the back and flashing her butt as she leapt out into the hall.
As if I'm going anywhere. Kelsey grumbled to herself.
Kelsey lazily looked around the room. She spotted a tall slim mirror hung in one corner of the room. She cautiously approached it, unsure of what she would be met with.
Kelsey gasped aloud when she caught her reflection. She had worn her fair share of (admittedly more modest) crop tops, but with it being her only article of clothing she couldn't help but wince at how weird she looked. And slutty. She definitely looked a bit slutty.
Summoning courage, Kelsey moved her hands to her sides allowing her to see every inch that was exposed. Seeing her belly button is what shocked her the most. She had never been one to show off her midriff, and seeing her naval on display was almost as bad as her vagina.
And that's when she noticed how red her sex was. Being exposed to the air made her realize just how warm they were. Her lips even looked overly sensitive. Was she holding herself that hard? Kelsey could suddenly feel herself getting wet. Had she been rubbing herself that whole time? Or was the thought alone of this dare turning her on somehow?
She couldn't contemplate her confusing mix of emotions any longer as Amanda burst into the room once more.
"Oh-Kel-Sey!" Amanda sang out to her friend. "I have something for you!"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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