Ask for help

"Um, Maxie? Can I ask you something?"

Her whole face brightens at the thought of helping you. "Sure, neighbor! What is it?"

"I've been working with Dr. Carvigo on my confidence-"

She hand on your wrist tightens at the Doctor's name as she squeals and kicks her legs out excitedly. "Oh you have? Oh that's wonderful! Isn't he just delightful, isn't he just an absolute dream?"

"Um, yeah, he's really helping me out. Only... he suggested a way of building confidence is to dress better and, well..."

Maxie draws your hand into your lap as she smiles at you like a lost duckling that appeared on her porch. "And you haven't got the slightest idea where to start, I can tell. A shame, with your features..." Her hands dance across you, flicking your overgrown hair out of your face, pulling at your baggy clothes, exploring you- she gives you a saucy wink. "You could be a real knockout. If only you had a gorgeous, fashionable neighbor who could tell you all the secrets of showing off your form..."

"You would do that? Really?" Now you're the one clasping her hand in your's, thrilled at a chance to do the Doctor's orders.

Maxie gives your side a sisterly tickle, leaning in close. "Of course, I recommended Dr. Carvigo to you! In for a penny, in for a pound." You stare into her eyes, your faces close-

And the moment is ruined by the sudden arrival of the locksmith knocking on Maxie's door down the hall.

Given her current state of undress, you handle the business for her while she periodically pokes her head out of your apartment to check on the progress, and before you know it you're guiding the scantily glad Maxie back into her own home.

For the first time you lay eyes on her apartment, and it's... bright. A pink furry throw rug and a baby blue leather sofa dominate the living space; her glasses and cookware seem to exclusively be made in varying groovy shades of neon; and the lights are programmed to bathe the whole area in a soft pink glow.

A cheerfulness settles over you as you step inside - the air is perfumed with lavender, and you can hear a soft, low beat pulsing from somewhere inside the apartment, massaging at the back of your brain, all your senses teased delicately by her decor.

"Let's pick you out some clothes!" You try not to stare at Maxie's round bubble of an ass as she strides shamelessly to her bedroom, her breasts and bulge bouncing in their soft silk holsters. You follow her in-

The whole room seems covered wall to wall in pink fuzz - the duvet, the carpet, the wall art, even the front of her dresser has a swirly pattern of pink and purples furs adorning its front. The air is heavier in here, the pulsing bass louder, pulling your animal brain deeper into a feeling of security, of safety.

Maxie throws open her dresser and immediately starts tossing out clothes. Flowing dresses, tiny and tight boy shorts, sparkly camisoles pile up on her bed while you watch, waiting for her to get dressed.

Your eyes wander past her shoulder to deeper into the wardrobe, to the top shelf, where to your shock you see well-lit row of dildos standing on end, ordered by size. The first and smallest is about that of your own: small, "modest" if you're being kind. But the one at the end- you assume this has to be some sort of gag gift, there's no way anyone could fit a veiny, bulging cock that big inside themselves-

"Ok, which one do you like?" Your eyes snap back to Maxie as she holds up two options: a tight, black longsleeved turtleneck that looks a little see-through, and deep v-necked pink shirt with lace trim along the side. "I think you'd look killer in black, personally."

"Wait, these are for me?" You assumed with her being, well, nearly completely naked...

"Of course they are, silly!" Maxie steps forward, holding the clothes out in front of her. "You wanted my fashion advice, you're about to get it. I'm going to show you how to make the most out of that gorgeous body of your's, but you're going to have to trust me."

Her soft skin glows in the pink light, the heavy lavender scent making you start to feel woozy. Gorgeous body... your eyes flick to the dildos in her closet. Either she can dress you up... or you can undress her further...