A new Outfit

“Oh, I’m having lots of fun, and you don’t have to say anything, that look in your eye tells me you’re enjoying this too.” Gwen giggled as she approached you with the button up plain white shirt, and what appears to be a mid-thigh skirt. You crossed you arms and looked away from her to pout again. “And since you’re right that I’ll probably never get to this again, I might as well make the most of it.” You gasped as Gwen took you from behind, easily unfurled one of your crossed arms and began putting the shirt over your arm.

“What are you doing?! I-I can dress myself! L-lemme go!” You protested but your complaints fell on deaf ears. With arms like noodles you could hardly resist Gwen’s superior strength. Gasping again as Gwen took your other arm inti the next sleeve you let out an adorable squeak as Gwen pulled you in close to her with her tummy and chest nestled against your back. Her head peaked over your shoulder bringing you both cheek to cheek as she began buttoning the shirt bottom to top.

Speechless all you could do was cover your mouth with one hand to silence your embarrassing whimpers and use your other hand to hold back her wrists, a pathetic attempt to resist her hands slowly and effortlessly working their way up your smooth flat tummy buttoning your shirt up all the way. Each button sent shiver up your spine and you could feel the grin spread across your evil sister’s face as she toyed with your body, enjoying the sensation of you shivering in her embrace. As she buttoned the final button at the top of your shirt she took both hands and flattened them against your chest before sliding them down your shirt unfurling any creases along the way. You could help but moan loudly into your cupped hand making Gwen chuckle.

As she finally pulled away from you, you thought you had a few seconds to catch your breath. Those few seconds were fleeting however as Gwen soon returned to antagonizing you. Next she began putting your skirt on. Instead of attempting to tell her you could simply dress yourself again you meekly brought both hands to your face this time prepared for her antics. Timidly you stepped into the skirt Gwen had prepared as she knelt down. Her breath was was tickling your thighs and the sensation of her finger tips going up your legs was bring some heat to your nether region but so far she wasn’t being too evil…yet. Soon she brought them all the way up and began buckling them up at your waist neatly above your shirt. Breathing a sigh of relief you let down your defenses. A terrible mistake.

As soon as she finished with your skirt she slipped her hands underneath your skirt and grabbed two generous handfuls of your bare ass making you squeal as she began fondling them roughly in her hands. Your hands scurried down to her wrists, but even with gravity on your side it did little to stop her attacks. As soon as you opened your mouth to command Gwen to stop Gwen pressed her lips against crotch making you moan HARD.

Your hips desperately pulled away from Gwen’s lips right into her hands groping and squeezing your tender round ass. Your arms fully extended against Gwens head, but were rapidly losing strength as Gwen’s flurry of kisses on your flower started to bring you towards the edge. Even with the combined layers of your panties, your shirt, and your skirt Gwen’s mouth was enough to render you powerless. Losing your strength you were on the verge of giving up when suddenly Gwen released you. Placing one hand over your chest and another protectively over your crotch you breathed in and out heavily attempting to catch your breath. In only a few seconds Gwen had nearly taken you past your breaking point.