New makeover for your pet

You yank on Stacy's hair hard and chuckle as she yelps at the pain. You've always hated how she used her family's wealth to show off to everyone her power by wearing the most fashionable clothes and driving to school in a Range Rover Evoque. Now, not only would you be taking all of that wealth away from her forever, you would use it to shape her into the perfect pet **** for you.

"Good girl. Now, it's time to make sure that you look good enough to be in my presents. First of all, worthless pets like you don't get the privilege to wear human clothes. Understand?" You gently tug on her hair so that she gets the message and warning.

"Yes, Mistress Sharon." As soon as you see her start to unbutton her blouse, you let go to let her more easily go about her assignment. You notice that many people, both guys and girls, in the crowd are recording this on their phones and making lewd comments about her. After she finishes unbuttoning her blouse, you point to your left for where she's to put it. When she takes it off and places it there, you see her bra-clad breasts. While you do find her choice in bras nice, you're more focused on her breasts.

*Whistle* "C cups. Guess your boasts about being bigger than me were lies and deceptions. Well done with the bra."

Stacy blushes as she unclips her bra and places it on tip of he blouse and starts to take off the other half of her clothes. Many of the men in the crowd are starting to whisper about taking her clothes after you and her leave. This sparks an idea in your head.

"Since Stacy now belongs to me, all of her clothes do too. I'm willing to give each article, however, to the highest bidder to help finance the makeover for my pet. Cash only"

With that you hear yells of offers with you starting with her blouse. By the time that Stacy is done stripping down to nothing, including the earrings that she foolishly thought that you would forget, all but her panties have been sold off to different people in the crowd with a nice, big stack of bills to show for it. As you get ready to start to bid the panties, however, you notice how wet they are. As you inspect them, you see that the wetness is pussy juice. There is even a tiny puddle right underneath Stacy.

"Oh, is my little pet **** getting wet from her humiliation. Better be honest."

For a second, Stacy looks like she might stay quiet, but when she sees the look in your eyes, she nods.

"Yes, Mistress Sharon. I feels aroused by being humiliated and laying here naked around so many people."

"Good girl" You pat her head. "That wasn't so hard to admit. And to think that you were saying that I was slutty for walking around school naked. At least I haven't started staining the floor with my pussy juice." Amazingly, this makes Stacy drip even more hearing this.

"Now, before I leave to transform my worthless pet, I have two more things to ask. First, I will need someone to go get her purse from class. It doesn't seem to be here. Second question will be for the person who brings it to me."

You hear a shuffle of feet as someone goes into the classroom and then comes back with it. As they hand it to you, you grab their hand and then make sure they look you in the eye.

"Now, here's my second question. Would you like to join Stacy as my ****? You'll be above in status. Plus, your makeover costs come completely from Stacy's credit card." You show them said card.

"I'll even let you carry your former clothing and walk like a human being until then. Limited-time offer. Yes or no?"