Fashion show

Later that evening, after everyone finishes dinner, Sirona approaches you with a nervous expression.

“Umm…so, I finished making some uniform ideas, and we’d kinda…we’d like to show them to you. To see what you think. If that’s okay?”

You smile. “Of course! I’d love to see what you came up with.”

You sit down on the couch, and Sirona sits beside you, clearly nervous. The other girls head off to the bedroom, giggling and talking, as you put an arm around the manticore to comfort her. She smiles, leaning closer. Sirona seems to relax, taking a deep breath, just as Dakota comes bouncing out from the bedroom, already changed.

She’s wearing what seems to be a simple red and white striped outfit, something you’d expect to see in an old school diner or fast food place. She has a red apron on, and a knee length white skirt completes the look. It seems practical and cute, a good look for the diner.

Dakota does a twirl, the skirt flaring out to show off her thighs, and winks at you. Beside you, Sirona smiles as she speaks. “This is probably what we’re going to use. It’s not too revealing, and there’s an option to use pants or shorts instead of a skirt.”

You nod. “I like it.”

Dakota blows you a kiss, skipping back to the bedroom. As she leaves, Ellie emerges. The little goblin is wearing a dark brown outfit that, while it covers her, leaves very little to the imagination. Skin tight, with gold trim, the material clings to her body, flaunting her curves as she walks up to you. Her midriff is exposed, but even with the rest covered you find yourself staring enough to make Ellie blush. Smiling, you pat her on the head, much to her delight.

Sirona nods. “We were considering this one, just because it draws the eye, but we decided against it. It…sends the wrong message for the diner.”

You laugh. “I can see that. Still, it’s a good look. I wouldn’t mind seeing all of you in this outfit!”

Ellie giggles, and Sirona blushes fiercely. The goblin climbs into your lap, making herself comfortable, as Sirona composes herself. Next to emerge is Kenna, and you immediately roll your eyes.

Kenna is wearing a maid’s outfit. Similar to the one she wore for your little romp a few months back, she grins as she walks out, right up until her inattention causes her to trip, falling on her butt. You start to move to help her, but then you see it’s all a ploy to show off her shapely legs.

Once she sees you’ve gotten an eyeful, Kenna grins, climbing back to her feet. The dragon girl does a spin, making sure you get a good look at her before she sits down on the couch next to you, opposite of Sirona. Even the manticore is giggling a bit.

“We wanted to tease you a bit…hope you don’t mind…”

You smile, looking at the three happy girls around you. “I will never complain about that! You look great, Kenna, but I knew that already.”

The dragon girl nods. “It doesn’t hurt to remind you, my mate!”

You laugh, sharing a quick kiss with her, as Dakota comes back out of the bedroom in a different outfit. Similar to the first, it’s a pale blue dress with white trim, and a white apron on top. Dakota skips out to the living room, once again twirling to flash her legs.

Sirona nods. “We almost picked this one, it’s really cute, but it’s a little too…I dunno, it feels like a cosplay outfit.”

Dakota plops down in a chair, crossing her legs and sticking her tongue out at you. “I like it, I look sweet and innocent!”

You laugh, shaking your head. “Sweet you are, but innocent is not how I’d describe you.”

The girls all laugh again, and Dakota feigns being hurt, but only for a moment. The bedroom door opens, and Dakota claps excitedly, a big smile appearing on her face. “Oooh! Mazzy has a special outfit, just for you, daddy!”

You see the excitement on all the girls faces, and you turn to see Mazzy walking into the room. Your eyes practically pop out of your head as you see what she’s wearing. It’s some kind of bunny outfit, the sort of thing you’d see at a sleazy bar or casino, and Mazzy is barely contained within the tight, low cut top. The outfit is barely more than a swimsuit, and the see through black tights on her legs hide even less than Ellie’s clothes did.

She leans forward and smiles at you, her breasts practically spilling out as she does. You barely notice Ellie climbing off your lap until Mazzy approaches, climbing up and sitting on your lap facing you, a sultry look in her big, lavender eyes. You’re dimly aware of the other girls giggling and leaving the room, as Mazzy leans in to kiss you passionately. After a moment, she breaks the kiss, leaning over to whisper in your ear.