Take the bodysuit

You can't even believe you're considering it, but your pussy tingles at the thought of going out as exposed as possible without being indecent, and you know Crassle would not have you getting arrested, since that would spoil his fun. So, with a sly smile, you reach for the pink bodysuit.

As you slip it on, Crassle leers at you, as if seeing you wearing this was better then seeing you naked. You put it on, examining yourself in the mirror to see that it was indeed worse then you thought it was. The stringy rose pattern did flatter your figure, but only the very pits of your body were covered, and there were many shifts and pulls of the suit that could cause you to be exposed indecently.

Now you see why he wanted you to wear it - it is worse then being naked since because of your awareness of being nearly naked, the suit constantly shifting around your body and the many gaps that the meshy material leaves on your skin. In the mirror, it's clear that anyone who wants to will be able to see your shoulders, back, stomach, the very bottom and sides of your ass, and your long slender legs.

You see that Crassle has removed everything else from the stall, and he sees your discomfort, grinning.

"It's that or nothing."

You take a breath to steady yourself, and wearing your heels and the bodysuit, you walk out of the changing area.

The stares are worse then they were when you were wearing the coat. The women all sneer, knowing themselves better then some 18 year old submitting herself to this older man, and the guys don't even bother stripping you with their eyes - the few gazes you see are all fucking you blatantly, and their images become your images as you see them taking you in their minds eye, having their way with the body you are displaying so lewdly, their sneers, smiles, and points all adding to your humiliation.

And it's with that onslaught of mental humiliation that you have to try to act like you belong out here, that you're worthy to be in common society wearing just a lingerie bodysuit and a pair of high heels. Your quick attempt to exit the store is stopped by Crassle, who pulls you towards the check out.

"Now, now, we still need to pay."

Your cheeks redden further as you follow Crassle to the checkout, made to stand in front of a clueless clerk who could barely put the order in while he ogled you, the lineup at his till suddenly longer as all the guys in the store stopped what they were doing and watched you. Crassle notices it and brazenly fondles your tits.

Your glare at him gets a shrug in reply.

"Your nipple was showing." He spanks your ass as the payment completes, and you follow him out of the store, trying not to hear the lewd comments coming from behind you.

His pace through the mall is unusually slow, apparently with no end destination in mind, and the amount of people watching you and following you gradually starts growing larger (it's makeup overwhelmingly male), although Crassle appears oblivious to it. He does nothing more then window show, letting your squirm and futilely try to hide, although he's blatantly quick to pull you back to him, his hands showing his possession of you. More then once his groping forces you to readjust the suit so it's covering up your pussy, ass, or tits, his eyes and manner growing more lecherous every time you bend down or twist yourself adjusting the skimpy garment. It might be covering your whole body but you wouldn't be surprised one of your short t-shirts had more material in it overall.

You feel the cold air all over your body as you seem to be constantly flushed due to your embarrassment. It feels like you're naked, but this is worse because you have to act like you're not, with all of the people around you imagining you are, and making sure you know about it, too. One time, part of the legging catches on your heel, and you're **** to bend over, catching the gaze of a particular crude gentleman who, after catching your eyes, thrusts his hips towards you and starts laughing.

Eventually, after about an hour and a half of aimless wandering, your number of watchers not decreasing, he turns to you near the food court....