Here we go

Lucy looked back at the cuffs. "This is great and all. But is there anything else you can do? I'm not usually the 'plaything' kinda gal." She said. Her phone bobbed through the air to her and showed the screen. "We know what you enjoy. Pleasure is our specialty. You enjoy the camera and all of it's fine angles." Lucy couldn't deny she took her fair share of selfies. "Yeah. What, are you going to just take pictures for me?" She taunted light heartedly. Text appeared. "Yes and be the makeup artist, choreographer. . . Every part of your pictures will be determined by us. They'll be perfect! Trust us, we know how to make you look good ;)." Lucy sighed. "Alright. Could you let me go then? I think this shoot is over." The cuffs released her and flew back into her bedroom and she assumed, under her bed. "Thank you. I'll admit, you have taste." She looked at her hovering phone. "So. . . what else do you think we can do together?"

The next morning came quickly. Lucy had removed the make up before going back to bed. Mischievous thoughts running rampant before falling asleep. The next morning, sunlight filtered through her light gray curtains and shown on her face. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes and sat up. She found a set of neatly folded clothes on the foot of her bed. Opting to not get dressed at that moment, she rolled out of bed and padded towards the kitchen. The smell of coffee wafted through the house and Lucy heard the ding of her toaster oven. A plate flew over and toast plopped itself on said plate. A hot mug gently placed itself on the counter and the plate joined it. Lucy took great pleasure in the hot coffee and took a bite of the toast, finding it already perfectly buttered.

"So, what's on the agenda for us today?" She asked to no one in particular. A buzz from her phone answered with "Today we'll go out to the mall. We want to acquire more vessels and we need more pleasure from you. Stretching to you and Sarah is taxing." Lucy nodded at the phone. "Okay, you know what would bring me pleas-" She cut herself off as her clothes, inflated as if someone was wearing them, strutted out of her bedroom. The same clothes she had ignored walked straight up to her. "Guess you want me dressed first thing in the morning." She said to the outfit. Said outfit was a light purple long sleeved top that scrunched at the chest and black leather pants. The sleeves crossed like a person crossing their arms and the outfit leaned forward like it was nodding. "Fine. But you're doing the work." Lucy replied, pointing her finger at the top.

Without hesitation the top flew higher in the air and hovered over Lucy's head. She raised her arms and the top slid over her torso. Her arms slipped easily into the sleeves, which took initiative in lowering her arms for her. Then the top pulled her gently into the air. The leather pants stretched themselves out a little further than Lucy thought they feasibly could and slid over her legs. When the pants reached the point where Lucy would be wearing them if they weren't stretched out, they suddenly collapsed in with an audible smack against her ass that made it jiggle for a moment. The pants were skin tight now, with not a sign that they had been so stretched just a moment ago. Lucy jumped when the pants suddenly shrunk against her frame but accepted the play that she would be subject to. She was placed back in her chair where she was allowed to finish her breakfast in peace.

At some point while she ate, a pair of socks joined the outfit. Lucy took it as a nice touch to keep her feet warm when walking on the cold hardwood floor. Her phone buzzed. "We've decided to bump your date with Sarah forward to tomorrow. Stretching ourselves this far is much more taxing than we expected." Lucy nodded at the text on her phone. "No complaints from me. She was nice AND hot. You play a good game of matchmaker." Lucy kneeled on the couch and fiddled with her pants for a moment. "Don't suppose I can explicitly control these can I?" She asked. Her phone shake left to right like it was shaking it's head. Suddenly Lucy found herself helplessly walking across the house. Her legs smoothly stepped into some sneakers and her purse jumped onto her shoulder, her phone already inside it. "Hey! I wanted to play around some more!" She exclaimed at the sudden lack of control and walk to the front door. In reply, the pants made Lucy stop, her top helped her pants bend her over some, and her pants **** her to shake her ass a little before resuming their walk. "That's not what I wanted and you know it." Lucy whined. Her arm was **** to smack her ass as she walked out the door and headed to her car.

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