You run into a problem.

You suddenly froze when a problem reared its head. You weren't bringing Elsa out of the house in your t-shirt and you didn't have any clothes that she could wear to go outside.

Elsa noticed your hesitation and turned to face you, her brow furrowing slightly in concern. "Is everything okay?" She placed a hand on your arm, her touch gentle and reassuring.

"Well we can't leave without getting you dressed properly." As sexy as having Elsa walk around in your shirt was, you weren't bringing her out in public basically nude.

Your comment brought an understanding smile to Elsa's lips. "You're right. I wouldn't dream of going out like this." She moved closer to you, her hands sliding up your chest as she looked up at you through her lashes.

"Why don't we order some stylish outfits online? I'm sure there are clothes tailored specifically for beautiful dolls like me." Elsa's voice dropped to a sultry whisper, her breath tickling your skin.

"I'll even model them for you once they arrive," she purred, trailing her fingers along your jawline. The promise in her eyes was unmistakable - she wanted to play dress-up for you, and then much more.

As tempting as having Elsa model in front of you, your priority was getting her clothes first.

"We'll do online shopping." It was the safest option. You couldn't believe you forgot about it. "Let's get you some outfits to wear." You were thinking ahead, anticipating cozy nights with your sex doll. You were about to hand your phone over when Elsa shook her head.

"I can access the internet from my brain module, remember?" She tapped her head. "I'm already online. I also have your address added when you ordered me."

Elsa smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "So, what kind of style do you want me to wear?" She asked while browsing online for clothes.

"I'll let you pick whatever you find comfy." You wanted to see what kind of decision your doll would come up with herself.