Dress up (part 1)

Calming down and drying off the bit of sweat that accumulated with a soft white towel I sat up again.

I had come to my room right after the communal bath and there was still 20-25 minutes before lunch so I had some time left.

Standing up so early was hard but it also meant you could get a-lot done in a day.

After breakfast which followed the ending of Holy Mass at around 7:30 we would all go do our respective assignments until around 11 o’clock at which point most of us would meet at the communal bath again before lunch. It wasn’t usually like this but only during harvest season which would last from late September until early October for our specific sort of wine grapes. Others I heard might have harvest season as late as November or as early as August depending on the sort of wine they were going for.

Today had also been the first time I participated in the grape stomping. Caro and I together shared a large wooden tub the size of small a whirlpool.

Removing our shoes and socks we would hold up our skirts and start stomping the grapes into mush. It was a ticklish sensation and more fun than I expected especially as I saw how enthusiastic Caro was. It was definitely more fun than picking them even if our feet ended up all sticky and covered in grape juice it didn’t much matter as we would go bathing right after.

When I searched for a bra this morning I noticed that there were some more clothes and especially underwear hidden under all the bedding. I hadn’t noticed it before as there was no need to completely empty the thing and as I rummaged around this time I caught a glimpse of some panties peeking out from under all those bedsheets and pillow cases.

Caro had arrived right after and I had been struggling with my bra at that point so I didn’t pay it much attention, but now having some free time I picked up the bedsheets and pillow cases out of my chest and piled them up on top of my bed for now.

What greeted me was quite a different assortment of clothes than what I had seen until now.

I had honestly thought she only had nun habits as clothes but I guess I was wrong after all.

There weren’t many pieces but among them were some casual clothes and most notably of all more fancy underwear. I had worn plain white panties from the first day since I woke up and all her other easily reachable underwear was comparably modest and simple as well.

I picked up the once at the very top inspecting them.

They were white like her other undies but had a blue ribbon in the middle and came with lace decorations. I thought they looked quite cute even if I didn’t plan to wear them I was still curious what else was hidden away.

Only when I lifted them of the other clothes high enough did I notice that the lace was actually see through given them a more mature vibe now that I had a better look. The material was incredibly soft and weighted close to nothing.

I put them aside for now looking at the other hidden treasures.

There was a white sweater for cold days and a dotted skirt I found rather unappealing.

I was technically wearing a skirt every day as I was getting used to going around in my habit but honestly it felt closer to going around in a bathrobe considering how long the skirt was so I had no problem with it. If it was any shorter I couldn’t say the same but for now I didn’t mind it too much.

Next followed more cute panties and an actual garter belt with straps to attach tights to. I had some white and black tights among my socks which I had worn when I masturbated earlier, but haven’t yet worn outside. I suppose when the weather gets colder I will likely start wearing them daily as I had no pants and it didn’t seem like there were any here either.

Going through the stuff I put aside the boring ones for now and was left with a few quite enticing pieces I tried out.

One of which was a corset with a short near transparent skirt pushing up my breasts even more than they usually are. It covered them only up to my nipples leaving space for a very deep cleavage if I were to wear a dress with a fitting cutout for them.

They were already big enough as is but with this I looked like a cup size larger. Not that I really cared as they were only for me to enjoy but I suppose men would find them even more enticing this way as I honestly couldn’t keep my own gaze away.

Taking up different poses and angles I just enjoyed the way it look on me. Call me shallow but it was quite enjoyable looking at a pretty girl striking poses and waving her breasts around even if it was myself in that girls body.