Clothes Shopping

"Ugh you really wear this uncomfortable prison made of cloth?" The princess complained while doing her best not to rip the stifling clothes she was loaned.

"Are you really whining? After the day you've been through?" Fraum replied.

"Shut it! It's not like I wanted any of that. It's all because of your stupid people's need to take outside sources, to fight your wars" Alia snapped back.

"Call my people stupid again and that's the only outfit you'll be getting, got that?" Fraum said, putting his foot down.

"Hmph, why'd I have to be transported to a world full of cruel, nasty assholes, who don't know how to treat foreign royalty? Why couldn't I have been taken to a world with a kind, handsome, gentle prince who'd treat me like the gracious, merciful, and beautiful princess I am?" She continued to complain.

"First watch what you say, don't push it. Second, have you heard of karma? And as for that last part you got one thing right." Fraum corrected.

"And what is that?" Alia asked curiously.

"You sure are beautiful, but I wouldn't call someone who tries to **** people trying to help you, gracious and merciful. With all due respect Princess Alia" Fraum pointed out.

She laughed and said "that's where you're wrong, Frog, it was gracious of me to allow you to be the sacrifice that brought me home. And it was merciful to end your suffering, so you wouldn't have to live on with that face. Oh, but thanks for the compliment."

Fraum stopped in the middle of the street, turned around, and started heading back the way he came. "What are you doing?"

"A murderous princess like you doesn't deserve a new wardrobe. You can wear that until it's dirty, ratty, and full of holes. Or until you rip it off at an impulse in front of a busy street. I'm sure the people around won't mind the view" he said as he walked away.

Alia's eyes widened before she said "didn't my father tell you to take care of me?"

Fraum smiled "I gave you an outfit didn't I? I could've just left you with what Miss Jones loaned you."

Her face turned stern and said "if you don't get me a new wardrobe I'm gonna scream. What are you going to do then huh? Young man assaults Young woman? You'll be in prison in minutes all bruised and battered."

Fraum stopped, turned back and looked at her, where she had an evil cocky grin and her arms crossed confidently. "Well come on I saw a store just down the way, frog."

Fraum smiled confidently and said "do it."

"Huh?" Alia smirk crumbled "you think I won't?"

Fraum shrugged "go ahead, but just forewarning. You see this cloak? This is a symbol of one of the most wanted professions in the land. Only one in a hundred thousands can get one of these. People would pay to get on my good sides, just as an investment to my potential future. I could get away with just short of any major crime and get the benefit of the doubt. While looking at you? A grown woman in boys clothes? Clearly you're just a fairly well dressed street urchin. They'd probably think you had tried to seduce me. And when I snubbed your advances you just wanted to cause me trouble, maybe to swipe this bag of cash on my hip. So what are you waiting for? Do it."

Alia's face was red as she glared at him.

Again he smiled "Fraum."

"Huh?" Alia said, confused.

"The names Fraum, Fraum Zedfrik. The name of the man who controls whether you stay here, or go home. Because I could comfortably just rest on my laurels for fifty to sixty more years before I die. And you'll be there for every second, by the time you get back you'll be old and decrepit, and your parents gone without you there to say goodbye. The name is Fraum, got it?"

"Hmph" she snorted in frustration.

"Huh? I'm sorry? Did you get it?" he said snarkily with his hand cupped around his ear.

"I-I got it" she whispered.

"Hmm? You got what? Let me hear it" he said leaning in closer.

"I got it...Fraum" she whispered through gritted teeth.

He smiled "good now let's go get you something else to wear."

"Hmph"

A few minutes later, they walked up to a shop called "The Young Maiden: Clothing, Makeup, Accessories, and hygiene." With the silhouette of a woman's head putting lipstick on.

"Ok now remember, you're my childhood friend. Your house burned down with all your belongings and I'm helping you get back on your feet" Fraum clarified.

"Why go through all the trouble?" She asked.

"Do you know how much attention we would draw if they knew you were another worlder. We'd be swarmed in seconds, especially for one like you. Humanoid summons, especially pretty ones, are as rare as blood diamonds. Now last thing, you can only get as much as fits in these two suitcases so choose wisely. Let's get in there, get your stuff and get out" Fraum lined out before walking in.

Ding! Ding!

"Welco-oh my gosh! What is that beautiful young lady wearing!" Greeted a very enthusiastic hostess. Slightly older but still somewhat pretty, with tied up platinum blonde hair. Who seemed horrified at the state of Alia's dress.

"No. No. No. No. No! Young man, how could you let your pretty girlfriend walk around like this!" She chastised.

"Ah um no we're just childhood friends. However I very much agree, she's in a sad state. You see the other night her entire house burned down with all her belongings. She barely made it out in just... her under things" he whispered as if talking about a taboo subject like necromancy.

"Oh dear, how embarrassing! So close to having your... intimate parts seen. Just dreadful! Did many people see?" She asked, mesmerized.

"Oh quite dreadfully, yes. The whole neighborhood, nearly a hundred people. It's almost as if the universe wanted to punish her for being so shy and demure and not showing anything except the acceptable amount of skin, with her looks. Like it felt it was a crime only a few people ever got to see such a sight" he shook his head regretfully. Doing a great job not letting the laughter inside burst out.

Alia was getting red with anger, to which she tried to punch Fraum in the back. However it lost all power and weakly went down, to where she held it in her other hand, while she looked away trying to keep her cool.

The hostess saw this but misinterpreted it as embarrassment and shyness. She immediately went in to hug her and say "aww it's alright young one. These things happen even to the most bashful of us. Forget about it, Mother Susan is here."

After pulling back, but keeping her hands on Alia's shoulders to comfort her, she looked over to Fraum "so I guess these are your clothes she's wearing?"

Fraum nodded and said "everyone in the neighborhood didn't have clothes to spare, so I gave her some of mine."

Miss Susan nodded "what a good friend. So what are you two doing here? With her belongings gone I don't imagine she has much money, and you're a student aren't you? And though I feel very sorry, business is business so I can only give an item or two on the house."

"Yes well you see, yesterday I was home because classes had ended for the year. We're planning on saving up some money to get her the essentials. However I fell on some luck. Today was the annual combat Symbol Apprentices summoning ceremony. After getting mine I was given a monthly allowance for taking care of my summoned. And after borrowing a few more from friends I decided to bring her here, to get her all set up again. I have two suitcases here, make sure to fill it up with all the essentials, and at least five full outfits" he said proudly.

The woman's eyes shined with all the information she just heard. "Yes! Yes right away!"

She rushed over to the hygiene section and grabbed about one of everything. Then she grabbed a makeup kit and put it all neatly in one case. Getting that out of the way she grabbed Alia by the hand and said "come young lady. I'll make you look like a princess."

Fraum nearly broke down laughing and died then and there. The only thing stopping him was the amusement of seeing Alia's tortured face and if he died she'd go straight back home.

"You come too, wait outside the dressing curtain, I'm sure she'll want a second opinion from a friend" Miss Susan called to him.

He smiled and said "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

The woman quickly grabbed a whole outfit, underwear and shoes included, and before she could push Alia behind the curtain, Fraum gently grabbed Miss Susan's shoulder and whispered something to her. She nodded and pulled Alia behind the curtain with her.

"Now let's get you out of those awful boy's clothes. Yuck!" She said before beginning to strip down Alia.

"Wait I can- ah dress myself!" Alia tried to convince her to leave.

"Now, now no need to be so embarrassed, the boy just said you were quite the klutz when you're nervous. So mother Susan will help you get used to them. Don't want you ruining them before you get to wear them right?" Miss Susan comforted her.

"I guess I'm not quite used to adjusting my strength. It would suck to destroy half the things I get before wearing them. And if I took my time to carefully put on and take off every outfit we'd be here till the crack of dawn. However I can't tell if that bastard did this to help me or **** me. Fuck!" Alia thought to herself as the woman took off her shoes and pulled down her pants.

However, she remembered what she was wearing underneath. Luckily the shirt went down to her thighs, but that wouldn't last for long. "Wait a second" she tried to stop her.

"Now what did I say about being shy, just lift your arms as I pull up. In three... two... and one!" She immediately yanked up. Alia could've fought back, but she didn't want to tear Fraums shirt in case he'd get mad. And for the sixth time in one day her large breasts were exposed, and the fifth time for someone in arms distance. To which her hands came to and palmed one each for cover, and she bent over trying her best to hide the underwear she had on.

However she saw Miss Susan looked over at her and said "oh my!"

Alia looked back to see a mirror behind her, giving an obvious view of her bubble butt with nothing but a tiny string sandwiched between her cheeks. She quickly turned around and tried to hide her butt, however this just showed her large chesticles as they dropped and swayed from her swinging around and swiftly bringing her hands to her butt. And with her tiny hands it's like trying to hide a dump truck with a six foot by six foot tarp. Her hands then went back to her breast, leaving her butt exposed and pressed towards the woman. Realizing this the hands switched again, back to the butt. However she turned around again and now stuck her hefty chest out to her as she saw in horror her nipples start to harden from the slight chill in the building. Her hand again switched to her breast, and before she could panic and switch again the woman hugged her.

"Now, now, child, no need to panic, it's just us girls here. And for today while you're here I'm your mother. This is just a caring mother dressing her precious grown baby girl, ok? Shhh, shhh" she comforted as she carefully rubbed Alia's smooth back.

After a moment she pulled back and said "better?" Alia nodded. "You ok with lowering your hands?" Alia shook her head no.

Miss Susan smiled and said "how about this?" And she started undressing. First it was her dress. Then the corset, her shoes, bloomers and under shirt. Eventually the late thirties looking woman was more naked than she was. Alia's eyes were wide "I know not as flattering without the lift from the corset, everything's a bit droopy with a wrinkle here and there. With flabby tricep skin. Aw I'm just awful."

Alia felt like she needed to say something "ah No! No! You look fantastic. I bet many men would love to be with you."

"Thank you dear, now can you take another step?" She asked.

Alia took a breath and slowly dropped her hands. "I got to say baby girl, even at your age on my best day, I didn't look half as magnificent. Hold on, these aren't the underthings he talked about right?"

Alia didn't know how to answer so she just nodded. "Not even a top?" The older woman asked.

Thinking quickly Alia shook her head. "I…uh…\had them last night when the- thing happened. It's just that they were dirty, stinky, and looked obvious in Fraums shirt."

"Oh my! Wait Fraum? Is that that boy's name?" Alia nodded. "And he saw you like that?" Alia nodded again. "And what did he do?"

"He draped me with his cloak" she stated as that did actually happen.

The woman smiled, "That's the keeper right there."

"Huh?" Alia asked.

"Trust me young lady, I've met many men in my life and I regret not grabbing on to the few who'd do that for me. All the others would just gawk and stare, jeer and tease. But he not only covered this fantastic sight, he gave you a Symbol Master's cloak. That's pretty close to being wrapped in a king's cloak. Then he's willing to pay for a whole new wardrobe? Most men pay to get clothes off women, not on them! And as a new second year Symbol Apprentice he has a bright future ahead. You literally couldn't ask for a better man. I want you to promise me you'll hold on to this man and never let go ok?"

Alia feeling she wouldn't be able to get dressed and allowed to leave unless she said yes. So she nodded firmly.

"Good, now I just wanna say it's always the bashful ones who are daring in private. Looking at those... naughty undies and that shy little dance you did. I know who you are inside your head. You're just wishing that the man of your dreams will come along and rip your safe conservative over-wear to expose your naughty, perverted, and just a little bit freaky underwear. However speaking from experience you have to show that side just a little to pull them in. So if you promise to be good for the rest of the dress up, and promise to show him some of your bold naughty side. I will go get you five outfits from my special collection and charge you regular price. And if you're really good I'll throw in an extra special sixth outfit for free. What do you think?" The woman finished.

Alia felt bad for going along with this woman's false read of her, and she knew she'd never like Fraum like that. However, five special outfits and a sixth one free was too good to pass up. So she nodded and said "I promise."

The woman beamed and said "hold on a second..." she shouted "...hey boy!"

"Yeah?" They heard Fraum answer.

"Could you go behind the counter and grab that red robe for me?" She asked.

"Ok?" He said wondering what was going on. They heard him walk away then come back half a minute later. The woman reached out and waited for the boy to hand her the clump of red cloth. She quickly put it on and tied it up. Alia found it a very bold choice though, it only came up to her mid thigh, it hugged her breast nicely with a decent opening for cleavage, and looked to be of decent silk.

"I'll be right back, be a good girl and just get comfortable" she said as she collected both the outfit she had prepared for her before and her outfit. To which she immediately walked out carefully pulling the curtain open just enough to let herself out and shut it.

"Woah!" Alia heard Fraum say as he saw Miss Susan in just a tiny red silk robe. Quickly followed by Miss Susan's amused laughter.

"Now don't be so shy boy. I thought Symbol Master's were supposed to be cool and confident. Now could you do me a favor and go turn the open sign to closed and shut the window curtains. I've taken a liking to this girl and I'm going to put all my focus on her. Even diving into my special items, but don't worry they won't cost you anymore than the normal items" she finished before going off to a side room. Alia heard Fraum walk away too, so she relaxed a little. Looking at herself in the mirror almost naked, only wearing the tiniest thong ever she sighed in defeat. Today really was the lowest she's been.

In the quiet she was finally able to go back over today's events. She woke up completely normally, got dressed, had breakfast, nearly fell asleep during lessons she should’ve finished two or three years ago, and went to train. Then everything went downhill. She never expected that the time she felt most relaxed throughout her day, taking a shower, would end up like that.

She took off her sweaty training garb, turned the knob to start the water and got in. She enjoyed feeling the warm water run down her hair, her back, over her butt. Then turning around to let it wash over her chest, her toned but not overly muscular stomach, the slight tingle as it ran between her legs and then down them. After thoroughly cleaning herself, she was just enjoying the water, when suddenly her vision was enveloped in white and she was in front of a crowd of people.

"What a horrible day. I don't think it could've been any worse. Well at least it wasn't one of those showers. I probably would've killed myself if that whole crowd had seen me with my fingers halfway up my... along with one hand massaging one of my boobs. What a nightmare that would've been" she thought as her eyes switched between both areas in question. Her nipples were still hardened from the slight chill and her pink treasure was barely covered by a black triangle. That reminding her of what she was wearing she curiously turned around to look at her backside, as she'd only glanced at it in her freak out before.

As she looked at how her flawless snow-white buns she thought to herself "another bright side is at least the crowd didn't get a good sight of my butt. However, that old fart, bastard, and witch did. Ugh now I have to add this dress clerk to that list, because of these ridiculous pair of underwear that witch gave me. I would've taken a pair of men's long johns if I'd known. Speaking of that witch, why would she own something like this, and what was that line about "covering your grace hole"? How would she know?"

Getting curious, and seeing as she was alone, she took her hands and slightly **** her cheeks apart. She really couldn't tell anything like that, so she slightly bent over and pulled a bit harder.

This continued until she was bent over with her ass in the air, and her cheeks spread wide. She was surprised to see the witch's claim to be correct, her "grace hole" was just ever so slightly covered.