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Lily grabbed the first outfit she could off the rack. It was a sheer pink outfit that hugged her body tightly. The dress was some kind of church-lolita hybrid with spherical sleeves and a frilled, layered skirt. It was meant to be worn with a petticoat, so Lily obliged though it did nothing at all to hide her body from prying eyes. The top had been modified with all the opaque satin replaced with translucent silk showcasing her pert breasts and golden nipple rings. The hem of the skirt fell only to her upper thigh and was pressed further out to almost be horizontal by the petticoat. The only panties Lily could find had a slit in the middle showing off her pink pussy lips. It hardly mattered though with the skirt being as clear as her dress's top.

Lily jumped at the sound of someone entering the room behind her. Running out of time, she grabbed a nearby set of white stockings with pink ribbons at the top and then a pair of mary-janes. The footsteps were growing closer now, but Lily was still not done and the thought of being caught was activating the **** within her once more. Thoughts of being found, ****, and bred entered her minds causing her pussy to quiver with delight. Lily's hands were sluggish now as she zipped up the back of her dress. She began to play with the trailing ribbons dangling off the ornamental bow on the back of the dress. She pressed her legs together to try and hold back the urge her mind growing too cloudy to think rationally.

As if possessed, Lily clipped a massive matching white bow into her hair and began to put on some glossy lipstick. The image in the mirror looking back at her looked far younger than she actually was due to her short height and small breasts. The outfit was a perfect good, church girl slut ready to be taken by a hard pounding cock. Lily's hand went between her legs as she fingered her clit stimulating herself further. She needed release; she wanted to be fucked. The sight of her own **** nipple rings pressing against the fabric of the dress and exposed cunt lips drove her on further. She doubled over the dressing table in front of her as she continued to masturbate to the sight of her submission, her innocence ready to be taken against her will.

Hoping against hope, Lily tried to get herself off before being discovered; her lust overriding any sense of self-preservation.