A slingshot bikini!

Stacey was pulled into a side room by the makeup and wardrobe people. She stumbled as they began undressing her, pulling off her shoes, shocks and jacket before she could even react.

"Guys um... is this..." Stacey stammered, shocked. "I... I can do that myself!"

"Don't worry, we're professionals and we know what we're doing." Megan said as she rolled of Stacey's shirt. "We're behind schedule and we're much quicker than you."

Meanwhile the wardrobe woman tugged off Stacey's jeans, leaving her in her underwear. They weren't done yet though. The wardrobe woman tugged down her panties, exposing her naked lower half!

"Eep!" Stacey squeaked, slapping her hands over her smooth shaven crotch. At the same time Megan unclipped her bra from behind and tugged it off, leaving Stacey naked! She gasped, cupping herself in shock.

The wardrobe and makeup artist exchanged a look. They were eyeing Stacey's naked body, seeming a little confused.

"Did you send the booking agent for this shoot your measurements?" Megan asked.

"No, nobody asked." Stacey explained, flushing. What was the issue?

Megan looked to the other woman, who shrugged.

"They must know what they're doing." Megan said.

Stacey was baffled by all of this. What did that mean? Then the wardrobe artist grabbed her outfit and began tugging it on to Stacey. It was something one piece. The woman slipped it between Stacey's feet then tugged up. Stacey gasped as it dug in between her butt cheeks. Then she pulled it up over Stacey's shoulders. Stacey looked in the mirror and oh my god! It was a Slingshot bikini! It was one of the most revealing, slutty bikini's in existence!

Then Megan plopped her in a chair and applied heavy makeup. Red white a blue to match the fourth of July theme. Stacey had no chance to say anything. Whenever she started to speak Megan commanded her to be quiet. Finally Stacey was led from the dressing room totally transformed....