Millie takes me shopping

"We need to get you some new clothes," Millie said, getting up from her pool seat, "As much as I love sharing with my lovely daughter. I think you would appreciate some of your own. Plus, you need your own bra, I think mine will be a bit too big for you." I couldn't help looking at her huge fake tits, blushing.

She smile and went back inside. I followed.

I went back into my own room and stripped out of my slutty bikini. I looked down at my sultry body, my stomach covered in cum. I began to lick it up, savoring the taste. As I did so, I slowly massaged my clit, drawing moans from my mouth. I let out a soft orgasm and looked at the various clothes that Millie had given me.

She hadn't given me any bras, because her's were too big. And the only panties she had given me were thongs and other equally slutty things. I grabbed a pair of black ones and slid them between my legs, resting them against my hairless mound.

I looked at my large tits and at my bikini top. I considered wearing it, it wasn't wet or anything. But something deep inside me told me to go braless. So I tossed it on the ground and grabbed a white tank top and slid it over my chest. You could clearly see my nipples poking from underneath, but I didn't really care. Part of me even considered that a good thing, more boys would notice and want to fuck me. That part of my brain was scaring me.

I grabbed a pair of leggings and put them on.

I exited my room to see Millie was waiting for me. She smiled.

"Ooo," She gasped, "Going braless? I expected you to at least wear the bikini top. I'm surprised. And you picked the tightest pair of leggings. They really show off your ass and that cute camel toe of yours."

"Do you talk to your other two daughters this way?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course," she said heading towards the door. "And they love it. A mother and daughter should be able to talk about this stuff to each other. And you are my daughter now, whether you like it or not. Now get in the car."

We headed to a local mall, wear Millie went about spending my dad's money on an enormous amount of clothes for me. Each one more revealing and slutty than the last. We even went to lingerie store to get my tits measured and got me a couple of pairs of bras and panties, some more slutty than others.

We then headed back to get more clothes.

"Please go try this on," Millie handed me a pink satin dress, that looked a few sizes too small. But I humored her and went into the changing room.

I got out of my clothes and slid on the dress. It closely hugged my figure, showing off my curves. It was incredibly short, riding up my legs and showing off my ass, and the neck line made it look like my tits were going to fall out of it. I took one look in the mirror and saw how hot I was.

And I got ridiculously horny. My mind was filled with thoughts of getting rammed from behind, sucking dicks, getting spit roasted, and getting all my holes filled. My hand started reaching down to my moist pussy and began to rub it.

I started out quiet. But soon found myself on the floor, covering my mouth in an attempt to quiet myself and violently fingering my pussy. I screamed as an orgasm rang throughout my body. I sat there for a minute to catch my breath before changing back into my clothes and walking out.

"I was getting worried," Millie said, smiling at me, "I think it's about time we take these home and go to our next activity."