An old shcool uniform

Sarah had been going through her closet for what felt like hours. Clothes were strewn all over the floor and she was growing increasingly frustrated. She had tried on shirt after shirt, dress after dress, and nothing fit her new youthful frame.

She sat on the edge of the bed, surrounded by piles of clothes, feeling defeated. Tears welled up in her eyes and she let out a frustrated sigh.

Just then, she heard the front door open and close. Tom was back. As he walked into the room he was was taken aback by the sight before him. "What happened in here?"

"I can't find anything to wear, all my clothes are way too big," Sarah said, holding up a pair of jeans that looked like they belonged to someone twice her size

Tom tried to hide his laugh as he saw Sarah holding up what used to be her favorite pair of Jeans just 2 days ago.

Sarah rolled her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed. "Oh yeah, so what am I supposed to do? Go around naked?"

Tom chuckled. "I wouldn't complain if you did." He waggled his eyebrows, causing Sarah to laugh and shake her head.

"You wish!" she teased, putting the clothes back in the closet.

Tom grinned, thinking about that very possibility.

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Well, you better be careful what you ask for, or you might not like the consequences."

Tom chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Oh, I'm not worried. I know you're too classy to run around naked."

Sarah smirked, playfully pushing him away. "You don't know me that well, mister. I might surprise you."

Tom laughed, leaning in to kiss her. "Well, in that case, let me know when you're planning on doing that. I'll make sure that you learn your lesson"

"...lesson.." she thoughtfully repeated.

At that moment an idea popped into Sarah's head. She ran to the attic and pulled out a dusty box labeled "School stuff" She dusted it off and and carried it back to the bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she carefully opened the box and peered inside. Her eyes scanned the contents until they landed on a familiar plaid skirt and white shirt, her old uniform she used to wear in high school.

A smile spread across her face as she reached in and pulled out the skirt. It was shorter than she remembered, ending mid-thigh, showing off more of her toned and slender legs, she didn't mind it though.

She stepped into the skirt and pulled it up to her waist. It fit perfectly, hugging her hips and flaring out just the right amount.

Next, she pulled on the white shirt, buttoning it up and tucking it into the skirt. It fit her snugly, showing off her small waist. She smoothed down the fabric and turned to the side, admiring herself in the mirror.

She twirls around, feeling the fabric of the skirt swish against her skin, and giggled at the sight of her reflection. She loved this look.

Tom leered her from the doorway, a small smile on his face as he watched her enjoy herself. He couldn't deny that she looked adorable in the uniform, her youthful energy radiating off of her.

"You look amazing," Tom said, walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her. He couldn't resist the urge to run his hands over her curves, tracing the lines of her changed figure.

Sarah gasped at the sudden touch, feeling a jolt of pleasure shoot through her body. She turned to face Tom and saw the desire in his eyes.

"Tom," she whispered, feeling a rush of excitement.

As Tom's hands continued to explore her body, Sarah couldn't help but let out a small sigh.

"Tom, we need to finish our shopping first.." she said, trying to catch her breath.

Tom chuckled and reluctantly pulled away, his hands lingering on her hips for just a moment longer.

"Okay, okay, you win," he grinned. "Let's finish up here and then we can have some fun later."

Sarah smiled back at him, feeling a surge of excitement at the thought of what was to come.