Lisa’s place

We pulled up to Lisa's house and it was huge! I was a little taken aback. I mean, I knew her family was rich, but this house was like something out of a movie! It was so large and imposing, I felt small just looking at it.

Alicia and I got out of the car and approached the house. I noticed Alicia was carrying a duffle bag, probably stuff for her planning. As Alicia knocked on the door. I kept looking at the front of the house. It was tall, it must have had ten rooms or something, but I'm not really good with perspective so it might be more. This was a really fancy neighborhood too. The other houses looked equally fancy, but if I had to guess, this was was bigger. The cars parked at her house were also some really expensive looking ones.

Carrie opened the door for us.

"Heeey, girls! What took you so long?" Carrie said hugging us.

"Heey Carrie, never mind that, we're here now." Alicia said walking in. "Where do I put my stuff?"

"Come with me." Carrie said.

We started following Carrie when we heard a voice from upper floor. "Took you guys long enough."

It was Lisa, at the top of the long staircase, arms spread over the brass banister, looking down on us.

"Carrie, go show Alicia the house. Erica, get up here. I need you for something."

I gulped. Nothing good could come from this. Carrie and Alicia just waved and went on their way leaving me alone with alone with Lisa. This was the worst case scenario I had in my mind. I started going up the stairs slowly. Lisa's imposing presence loomed over me like I was walking into a trap.

"Get a move on, I don't have all day!" she said tapping her foot impatiently. Her arms now crossed over her chest.

I got to the second floor and Lisa turned around and walked into a room. I followed her.

When I got inside the room, I saw it was a bedroom. It was large and neat. I couldn't tell for sure whose room it was. Actually, I didn't even know if Lisa had siblings or not.

There was someone inside though. A girl, about college age. She was blonde like Lisa, and her face looked like her too. Drop dead beautiful, but less menacing. I don't recognize her, though. She was sitting on the bed looking at me attentively with a sly grin.

"Close the door behind you." Lisa commanded. I closed it as she kept talking. "Look Erica I'll be brief, cause I don't enjoy being nice to you. My father is paying for my dress and those of some my friends as a gift for me, and I decided to include you."

"Oh." I was really surprised. This was not like Lisa at all.

"This here is my cousin Megan. She studies fashion at NYU, but she's here for the week so my father decided to do us both a favor by doing this. She'll take your measurements now so she can make your dress," Lisa said. I noticed the girl on the bed had cloth measuring tape hanging from her neck and little notebook by her side. "So take your clothes off so she can measure you."

"Oh!" I started blushing, I guess there was nothing wrong with a tailor seeing me, but the way the were both grinning was throwing me off.

I began kicking off my sandals and unbuttoning my shorts as they both watched me attentively. Megan stood up, grabbing her measuring tape as I dropped my shorts. I was just in my panties and white tank top.

"Lisa, I'm not wearing a bra, can't she measure me over my top?"

"Absolutely not! The measurements would be all wrong! Take them off!" Lisa commanded as her cousin giggled.

I grabbed the hem of my top with both hands and began lifting them off. My belly button came into view, then my whole stomach. I took a deep breath and pulled the whole thing up, revealing my small tits to them.

"Aren't those the tiniest tits you've ever seen?" Lisa said to her cousin in a mocking tone tone. I covered them blushing hard. "What're doing? Hands to your sides!" she commanded. I could feel my nipples hardening under my hands. Being humiliated by Lisa in front of a stranger was making me nervous. I dropped my hands to my sides, revealing my tiny tits and long nipples, which were pointing forward.

"Wow!" Megan spoke for the first time, only to cover her mouth for a chuckle.

Oh my God. Was she laughing at my tits? I could just die.

"I told you," Lisa said.

"Hmm... I don't know, I think they're cute... Like eraser heads"

OH MY GOD! Why were they discussing my body like I wasn't there?!

Megan grabbed the measuring tape and moved towards me.

"Hold on Megan! She needs to be completely nude for this," Lisa said, stopping Megan in her tracks.

"Oh yeah... Right," Megan said taking a step back again.

"Drop the panties Erica. Show Megan your bald pussy mound."

I was beginning to sweat again, why did she have to say stuff like that? I was already stripping, why did she have to humiliate me so much?

I hooked my thumbs in my panties and pushed them down, kicking them off.

"Bald as a baby," Lisa snarked.

It's true, my pubic hair was sparse and I didn't have much of it, so I usually just shaved it all off, and right now, I could feel my clit beginning to come out. Oh God. Lisa wasn't going to stop mocking me.

I stood there, completely naked, as Megan went behind me, putting her measuring tape around my chest. Lisa just laughed when she saw the number on it. I had my eyes closed, I didn't even wanted to look.

Megan continued measuring me... My height, waist, hips, etc. The tape measure brushing against my skin ever so slightly made me shiver.

"Ok, I'm all done," Megan said.

I opened my eyes and I saw Lisa was on the bed with my clothes in her hand, cutting them up with a big pair of fabric scissors.

"Hey, Lisa! What're you doing?!" I said loudly but with a trembling voice.

"Baah, relax you crybaby. I'm just fixing them up a little" she said throwing them at my face.

I started going through them to see how bad the damage was.

Megan spoke up. "Alright, I got everything I needed. I'll get it done by Thursday."

Lisa stood up. "Alright Megan. My father will call you about compensation."

"Alright, thanks again Lisa." Megan said and left without saying anything else.

Lisa began pushing me to the hallway. "Alright, let's go. The girls are waiting for us."

I was trying to get dressed, my shorts were all chopped up... There was nothing left! And she transformed my tank top into a crop to! It was so short, it showed a lot of underboob, barely covering my nipples.

When we were finally in the hallway Lisa locked the door and I looked down to myself. I was just in my panties, and the very short crop top. My shorts were destroyed and my sandals were inside the room.

"Lisa..." I whined, trying to pull my crop top down. "I'm practically nude..."

"You want to be COMPLETELY nude? No? Then move!" she said, pushing me forward.

I know this looked bad but at least it was just the girls here. And if I could get this thing over with, I could get home before Lisa tried anything else.

I walked behind Lisa, with my arms crossed across my chest.