Vyki offers an alternative

“Actually,” Vyki softly volunteers not liking how far her voice doesn’t match her face, “I might have something that could work.”

“Really?” Katie is not sure if she’s more surprised that he has something that could work, or that he’s volunteering it. “Show me,” Katie instructs somewhat skeptically.

Vyki pads over to the door to the bedroom, holding the corset against her body, and peers down the hall to make sure the other girl isn’t moving yet. Padding quickly on the balls of her feet into the office, she hinges over to grab the key to her cabinet and quickly runs back to the bedroom. Giggling a little at feeling the breast forms pull and bounce on her chest.

Ignoring the gaping mouth of her costumer, Vyki uses the key to unlock the cabinet doors and pulls out her latest training corset. “This might work better,” turning it around and holding out to a very surprised looking Katie.

“What the fuck.....” Katie says in utter amazement. Seeing Paul swish over to the door only to dash out like some errant girl streaking through the house only to have him come over and open a gun safe to reveal a wardrobe of women’s clothing. And on top of that hand her a rather severe looking corset that has obviously been trained & used for someone’s actual body shape. All of that could only be surmised by that crass phrase as this seemed to be the most apropos time to ever have used it. In fact, she felt it bared repeating as she stepped closer to the gun safe, she had slept uncomfortably next to when she thought it was loaded with ammunition and arms, “what the fuck, Paul?!?”

Realizing she was surprised at the contents of her cabinet, Vyki quietly responded “it's just stuff from my training sessions. To help ensure that Molly’s night wasn’t ruined and that we pulled this off without a hitch.”

Looking through the tight confines of the large safe, Katie saw easily a dozen outfits ranging from workout wear to office attire to clubbing outfits to things she’s not even sure some strippers would wear. Shoes and boots that seemed to all have heels that most women would have issues with. “You wore all this?” Katie turned to look at the faux naked form next to her with some form of new respect.

Vyki nodded her head tentatively, holding the corset up between them as almost a protective barrier she was sure get yelled at or judged about.

Katie wasn’t sure how to unpack all this newfound information but looking at the clock & thinking about all her upcoming appointments, she was sure she didn’t have time. Grabbing the corset, “well, okay then,” she said curtly, “topics for another time. Turn around so we can swap these out.”

Vyki shuffled around and could see herself in the mirror again as Katie stood behind her undoing the laces. As it was loosened, she started undoing the front clasps with practiced ease as Katie looked on just shaking her head undoing the training corset’s busk.

“You obviously know how to work a corset,” Katie vocalized her surprise as she handed wrapped the stricter corset around Paul’s waist. “Could you do that up for me, while I get these laces ready?”

“Uhmm... sure,” Vyki responded tentatively trying to look over the slightly larger hanging bust. She found the mirror almost easier; still amazed at the transformation Katie had facilitated in her appearance.

Looking at the mirror, Vyki was still amazed to watch the form suck in as Katie pulled it closed. Even though she sort of watched herself tighten the corsets before, she was never able to passively watch the sides move in almost magically giving her an inward curve. As Katie continued to tug, Vyki almost yelped in surprise as it got tighter. She practiced calming her breath but was surprised Katie was able to get a little tighter than she was used to.

“Is that okay?” Katie said as she enjoyed squeezing Paul even narrower. She was sure this was going to be more than he could handle, and she still had over an inch gap between the back panels.

“Ya,” Vyki said quietly holding her belly, “I don’t think I’ve gotten it that tight before.”

Katie tried pulling it in a bit more but was satisfied that at least she did more than Paul did.

Having only ever used inserts or ridiculously colored forms, and always had panties on by this point, Vyki was amazed at how sexy she looked with the pulled in waist. She was almost feeling giddy and hopeful that Molly would be appreciative of this. And hopefully show off to Bill how much she could handle without his shit.

Katie could see the mischievous smirk on his painted face and was sure he was up to something. Wanting to wipe the smirk off his face, she spotted something that she was sure to make him squirm.