Model for him

You start by trying on one of the underpants in the pack. At first glance they don't look like anything special except they are very colorful briefs, but as you try them on you notice that they are very tight and short. You can sense that they're going to slip down your ass crack pretty quickly if you walk around in them too much. The worst part is how much the bulge of a chastity cage is noticeable.

"They look fantastic on you. I told you your cute butt was your best feature. But you need something else to highlight it, especially with the waxed legs. Open this other bag."

You don't know what you're going to find. You're nervous. At first you don't understand if it's a joke. They look like exaggeratedly large socks. You decide to put them on if only to humor him, after all he bought all this for you. They are light blue and white stripped and reach above your knees. It is true that they seem to bring attention to your ass and thighs. You feel a bit sexy.

"It's strange and I've never worn anything like this before but they're also very nice. They almost look like stockings."

"Gorgeous. You look very handsome, kitty. Now you need something for the top. Here, in this bag are some T-shirts. This is a garment you're more used to."

It's true that you always wear T-shirts and jeans but these T-shirts... as soon as you put one on you notice that it's very soft, almost like a sweatshirt, but it leaves your belly button exposed. The t-shirt is a salmon color, with a small white rabbit logo embroidered on the left side.

"I don't know, master. This way it looks like I'm dressed like a girl."

"Remind me, kitty, what kind of man you are."

"I'm a beta male" you are still surprised at how quickly you respond, almost as if you don't think about it.

"Well beta white boys like you can't have the physique of an alpha male. The way to be attractive is to dress like that, haven't you seen other beta boys in your videos?"

That's right. You had even been surprised at how feminine they looked.

"And women are attracted to this?"

"What do you think?"

"Women want Alpha Men" again, an answer coming out of your mouth without you barely noticing.

"Yes, that's right. But I assure you that you will start to feel more natural and more confident in your body if you dress like this. Trust me."

"I do, master, but..."

"One garment is missing! You're not going around in your underwear. Here," Andrew says, handing you the last bag.

Indeed, you need something to cover up your visible chastity cage, what happens is that, no matter how much you look at the garments, they don't look like pants. The first thing you see are jeans but they are so short that they barely cover a couple of centimeters more than your underwear. Another garment catches your eye: it's a pleated piece of black fabric. Finally your brain figures it out: it's a short skirt.

"No way..."

"I know I've asked too much of you, Lucas, but I'm not going to ask you to go out on the street like that. At least, until you feel comfortable in your body. I'm also not going to **** you to wear it or anything like that. I'm just going to leave all these items in your room and decide for yourself."

Andrew goes into your bedroom and leaves the bags there. you stand with your skirt in your hand. You have no desire to wear it. You follow Andrew into your bedroom.

"Leave them on the bed and I'll see where I put them, Master."

"As you wish, kitten Do you like to order me around?"

You blush.

"No-it's not that... master... it's... I'll take care of it, housework is my business, isn't it?"

"I see: you'd rather be the one to obey..." he smirks "Follow me, then"

Not knowing what to answer, you accompany him back to the living room. Soon you are both sitting on the couch while he prepares a couple of joints. He's put an anime series on TV, it looks like a show for little girls about girls with powers, you're not interested and pay more attention to how he rolls the joint.

"Take note, you're going to start rolling the next ones yourself, huh? I can't do them for you all the time."

"I'll pay attention, master."

When he finishes rolling both joints he leaves them on the table. You wait impatiently. You didn't think you'd be so eager to get high after how much your head hurt last night but you feel a little tense from today's events and want to disconnect from what happened.

"You can start."

You take the plunge and put the joint to your lips. Andrew pulls out the lighter and lights it for you. You keep your gaze fixed on his eyes as he does so, as he has commanded you to do.

"You can smoke that one whole, the other one is for me. I'm going to make dinner for both of us, with a full stomach you'll feel less queasy."

You want to reply that you should have had dinner earlier but you are too busy smoking. You slump down on the couch and stare at the magical girls show. You're not their target audience but you have to admit it keeps you entertained. In the kitchen you hear clanking pots and pans.

The joint's blunt is half off when Andrew arrives with dinner. You've watched two and a half episodes of the series without intending to. You sit down to eat watching the show, although you pay more attention to it than Andrew, who seems more interested in watching you.

"You look great in those boxer shorts, look, what a curve they make here."

Andrew starts running his hand over your buttocks. It makes your skin crawl.

"Master, you shouldn't..."

"What, I just want to check that they're not too tight. Besides, you had a really good massage yesterday, didn't you? You were purring so much..."

His hand continues to caress you. You look into his eyes and he passes you his joint.

"Here, I don't want any more for today. I think it will do you good to relax."

"T-thank you, Ma- ah!- mah- master." You can't control your voice from how excited you are.

You continue to smoke while he caresses your ass. At one point, you give a little gasp as he pushes the fabric of your shorts with his index finger, reaching your asshole.

"Mmmm-maaah-ster... don't..."

"All right, get up"

You stand up, knees shaking. He stands next to you and hugs you as he did before, but now he drops his hands down your back to your ass and slips them inside your briefs, groping your buttocks.

"This kitten is growing so fast, he'll soon be a catboy..."

You don't know what he's referring to. Maybe he's high. You try to look in another direction and see the magical girls show. Wait... When they're not fighting are they boys? What a strange show.

You rest your head back on his chest and let yourself go as he continues to play with your ass, sometimes soft and sometimes grabbing you hard. Did Angela feel like this when they came into the apartment the other night? Wait, why are you thinking about this now?

You're too horny. It's back to being the weed. You should go back to bed. You pull away from Andrew and try to pull yourself together.

"I'm a little dizzy, I'm going to bed... master."

"Sweet dreams for my kitty" Andrew says before gently slapping your ass.

Maybe he wouldn't have gotten so heavy with massaging your ass if you had worn your skirt. It's good to remember that next time.