Not just yet.

Before you do anything else you want to find clothes. Using The bent stool propped against the wall you hop and grab the top of the wall where the small opening is. It proves to be far easier to pull yourself up than you expected. “Whoa I am pretty strong.” You say with a smile. Once on top of the wall you can see the back room is a storage space. There are a lot of boxes, mostly shoes by the size of them. You can also see a back door with a window in it. The crawl and shimmy over and into the storage area proves to be an easy but filthy task, and by the time you drop down most of you is covered in dust, dirt, and cobwebs. Lots of boxes are open and some clothes are strewn about so you grab the first thing you see, some pantyhose, and wipe yourself off and pull the webs out of your mouth.

Still rather dusty, but at least not itching, you turn your attention finding some clothes that fit. Picking a box at random yields you a pair of hot pink string back panties. Pulling it on you can't help but smile as you pull the stretchy thong up the crack of your ass, it fits like a glove. Under a sheet of thin paper in the same box is a matching lacy pink, almost skirt like, garter belt and fishnet stockings. “Heh, pretty slutty.” That said you decide it’s better than bare feet and slip it on. The top sits low on your hips and actually feels rather sexy. Looking further you find a box that says dress, yellow, on it and pop it open, inside you find a tube dress made of rather wide mesh, fence net, you think it’s called. “Ya, that covers nothing.” You say with a laugh holding it up. Under it you see a matching soft looking yellow bikini underwear and decide to stuff it in the bag. “There has to be some real clothes here somewhere, right?” Moving over to the other side you pull open a box marked, “leggings black” to give it a look. Inside is a black wet look skin tight leggings. “Finally, pants.” You exclaim smiling and pull them on. They are tight and much like everything you’ve tried so far sit very low on your hips, but finally you don’t feel naked. Continuing to look you find a dress, according to the box, it is a spaghetti strap tiny dress that is more like a long shirt, the sides are open other than a pair of snaps at your hips and on the shoulder straps that hold the front and back together. “With this dress you to can be naked with a single yank.” You say laughing. Then you shrug and put it on as it is actually the most modest thing you have found so far.

Next you turn your attention to some shoes. After 7 or 8 boxes of clear platform shoes you figure, might as well, and find a pair that fits. A size 7.5 seems perfect and soon you feel a bit taller standing on a sexy pair of clear platform pumps with 5” blocky heels with about a 2” platform under the toe.

Dressed you turn your attention to the back door, it has a push bar so you can get out easy enough. Looking back one last time you can't help but think you should have more clothing and head back over to the boxes. A bright neon yellow bikini, a leather g-string, and a green snake scale looking bikini with matching micro mini skirt, and two pairs of skin tight yoga pants, both black but one hemmed in bright green the other hot pink get tucked away in your duffel bag.

Looking in a mirror you still can’t believe how truly gorgeous you look. You sling the bag over your arm and reach out to open the door to the outside and stop as you remember the creepy scroll.