A trip to the mall

As the email popped up, Julie was greeted by two pictures of her antics earlier that day. The first one was of her taking the $5 bill, shot from slightly behind and to her right. She could clearly see her engorged pink nipple through the opening in the side of the shirt, and, just barely visible at this angle, a glistening hint of her slit, clearly wet with her juices. The other had been shot through a gap in the crowd, from the front, showing her left breast swinging freely in the evening air, her face a mask of lusty need.

Julie stared at these photos for a moment, the feelings of earlier rushing back to her, before she brutally shoved them aside. There'd be time for that in a few minutes, when she'd read the email. Scrolling down, Julie began to read her latest task.

"As promised, a couple of photos of your stellar walk. I didn't know you had that in you. It's a most pleasant surprise. I think you'll enjoy tomorrow's task.

You're going to head to Willow Creek Mall. Be there when they open. Dress normally. Once you're there, you're simply going to peruse the mall. You don't have to actually shop.

What you are going to do, though, is slowly modify your outfit through the course of your visit. When you feel you've gone far enough, you're free to leave. I'll give you a number of photos proportionate to how much skin you're showing by the time you leave, and how long you're there. Everything from your neck to your toes counts.

Tomorrow is up to you! I'll be watching..."

As Julie finished the email, her phone vibrated, and she scrambled to grab it, spotting a text from her parents. They wouldn't be home until late tomorrow night, possibly even the day after, something which made Julie rather glad. She wouldn't have to lie her way out of and into her house tomorrow.

Julie turned back to the email, smiling a bit. She inferred that she could wear what she wanted, provided it was concealing at first. This wouldn't be so bad, even if she was acting under his orders. It wasn't like she hadn't just done that exact thing today, right? She could feel her libido pounding forward again, thoughts of what she could do running through her mind as she stood and headed to bed.

Flopping down on her bed, Julie decided she could figure out her outfit in the morning. She set her alarm to give her plenty of sleep, then laid back, letting the events of today and ideas for tomorrow run through her head. Surprisingly, she fell asleep within moments, her exhaustion powerful enough to quell even her arousal.