22| Modeling (Emma)

I had no idea why he was in such a perky mood today, but I was sleep-deprived and in no mood to take any of his shit today. When he brought me into his office and told me to strip I was about ready to kick him where it would hurt the most, but then he pointed me to a changing screen and I found a beautiful dress there to change into.

I did a quick check for any camera’s around the place before I undressed and found none, and the screen was enough that he couldn’t peek through in an attempt to see me naked, which made me feel more comfortable.

The gown on the hanger was gorgeous, I had never seen something like this before, and I was eager to try it on, curious who would end up wearing it, who had curves like mine. 

I took a moment after I had changed and pulled the zipper up to look down and admire the material and overall shape of the gown, it was the prettiest thing I think I had ever worn before.

“How’s it going back there?