As if she could resist

A part of her truly tried to look away, but like a moth to a flame, her eyes looked on. Chloe, seemingly oblivious to Eliza’s predicament, undid the necktie that kept the dress in place. Without a second though, Chloe let the laces drop, exposing her bountiful chest in all their glory. Her mounds jiggled slightly from the release of their restraints, lightly bouncing as Chloe continued to strip in front of her.

“You know, I’m starting to think I know why you don’t have a boyfriend,” Chloe said nonchalantly, knocking Eliza out of the trance that was her bouncing breasts. A smirk appeared on Chloe’s face as she turned towards Eliza, not even attempting to hide her mostly naked form. Eliza could feel the carnal urge start to rise inside of her, a deep boiling that seeped up from her core. Thankfully, she was able to control the urge and snap back to reality, albeit a very sexy, panty-clad reality. “Well, I give you full permission to look, I’ve worked pretty hard on my body.” She said with a quick shake.

Knowing full well where this could lead, Eliza quickly yet regrettably pried her eyes off the beautiful sight, choosing instead to focus on her last dress. Eliza could feel her control over the urge and her aura weakening, which would only end in bad outcomes if she allowed either to break. Chloe frowns slightly at the lack of interest but doesn’t let it affect her as she also goes for her last dress.

An awkward silence ensues as the two girls get dressed, Eliza unwilling to end it. Chloe, on the other hand, seemed to be relishing in the awkwardness, to Eliza's dismay. Her reaction seemed to confirm Eliza’s earlier theory, she had planned this all along, though to what end she wasn't sure. Even if she did know, she was already stuck knee-deep in the situation, it's not like she had much she could do. With that knowledge Eliza took a deep breath, doing her best to focus solely on her dress and not on the stunning beauty beside her. The last gown was somewhere in the middle of modesty between the black and purple ones, though it was still more revealing than her normal garb.

It was a deep red color which Eliza liked a lot, though that’s where her unreserved admiration ended. Hoisting it over her head, the mini-skater dress actually felt rather nice gliding across her skin. The neckline was a rather high scoop neckline, the dress showing a good bit of her back before the shoulder fabrics came back together. The top was skin tight until her hips, where it flowed out in a loose skirt that went down to mid-thigh. It would have been the most modest of all the dresses…if it wasn’t for the mesh windows all over the place.

The longer-than-average skirt was artificially shortened by a strip of mesh that circled the bottom a few inches up. This skirt window was just low for it to be modest, but Eliza knew that large movements or bending over would flash whatever panties she wore underneath A few ribbons of see-through mesh snaked around her midriff, showcasing her navel as it circled up to just under her breasts. Up top was another set of mesh that dropped into her cleavage, her modest bra peeking through the fabric, though even the most scanty bra would have been shown with how deep the mesh went. The area around her chest was slightly uncomfortable, as Eliza could feel the two sets of support clashing with each other.

Eliza sighed, knowing that this was likely the dress she would pick. What Chloe said was true, the first dress was practically formal ware, one that may be a bit too tame for a gentleman’s club. The second one, however, was out of the question. Eliza would be too anxious about nip slips and panty flashes to enjoy herself, and she didn't need any help in the anxiety department. That left her current dress. It was modest enough for Eliza to feel comfortable, and the amount of fabric would mean she wouldn’t have to worry about any wardrobe malfunctions, even with the see-through bits. There was always the worry of accidental panty flashes, though that danger was only mildly worse than her usual style.

Satisfied with her look, she stole a glance at Chloe, still in the middle of changing. Her dress was a black, off-the-shoulder party dress, completely form-fitting in function. It had one long sleeve that went covered from wrist to shoulder, that fabric flowing into what looked like a tube top mid-section. Her left shoulder was completely bare, the neckline going very low until it snaked up towards her right arm. Underneath was a cut-out portion that revealed her entire midriff, the only thing keeping it a one piece being a small strip on her right side that connected the two halves. The bottom part was a simple ruched skirt ending somewhere in the high thigh area, tighter and higher than the skirt Eliza wore.

Eliza concentrated on herself once more, making some last-minute adjustments to the skin-tight portions. That’s when she felt a pop and release from the middle of her back, the strap keeping her bra together seemingly giving up as the two ends flopped down.

“Come on, take this off, I think we may have a winner.” Eliza glared at Chloe for but a moment, her disdain quickly falling off her face. The tightness of the top made the process of clothed bra removal harder than she thought, the fabric not wanting to let go. Nevertheless, Eliza managed to take get the thing off, the action leading to a second set of adjustments. The cup size was a little small on her, but like much of her other clothes, she discreetly used her aura to fit it into her new normal.

Taking a nice, long look in the mirror, she thought she looked positively sexy. The troublesome mesh windows gave the otherwise modest dress a sexy flair without feeling too scanty. Her cleavage was high enough and her skirt low enough for Eliza to feel comfortable and covered…at least for the most part. She twirled around a little, the loose skirt playfully flowing around her with a satisfying bounce to it. Yep, this would work.

“Yep, I think we found it,” Chloe said, coming up from behind. She pulled down at the fabric around her waist, pulling her cleavage just that tad bit lower. “You look positively gorgeous Eliza. Something about that dress just…does it for me.” While not exactly liking the implication of her response, Eliza couldn’t argue with the result. Chloe was stunning as well, an opinion which Eliza made known.

“I agree, though standing next to you I might as well be invisible.” She remarked, motioning for her friend to take center stage. Chloe obliged, both girls giving the dress a once over. It was Eliza’s turn to pull on the dress, grabbing the bottom frills and dragging it down. While making the crotch area more modest, it came with the opposite effect of widening Chloe’s midriff making the end result more provocative than before.

“Look at us, a couple of girls ready for a night on the town,” Chloe said to the air, rocking her hips slightly to test the fit. Eliza couldn’t help but agree, both of them looking stunning, if a little bit raunchy. Though she supposed that was the point, they were heading to a gentlemen’s club after all. Compared to the others the two of them might be downright chaste, but Eliza wasn’t going to point that out. It was then she realized Chloe had turned around, her eyes locked onto her own. She sauntered forward, closing the already short distance between the two. Eliza’s cheeks flushed to life as Chloe put her arms on Eliza’s shoulders.

“You’re so red, you know? And with that dress, and those lips, and…” Chloe trailed off, the look in her eyes now growing with a sudden intensity. Eliza stood frozen, unsure of how to react as Chloe’s arms wrapped around her neck, pressing their bodies together. Their breasts mashed together with an intoxicating pressure as a hand brushed against her cheek. Time stopped in that moment, lasting there for seemingly an eternity, their lips hovering only inches apart. With the heat of her breath against her skin, Eliza’s restraint was failing fast as her neck craned forward an inch. Whether through good or rotten luck, Chloe mercifully backs away at that moment. “Girl, you're sooo cute when you’re flustered, you know that? I just can’t help but tease you.” Even with the newfound distance Eliza’s heart skips a beat, the urge flowing up through her once again. But this was Chloe, her friend, her new friend, she couldn’t do something like that to her...could she?