The costume shop

First, Marissa brings the three of you to a Homeflix studio backlot. When security sees that Naomi is with you, they wave you right through. You navigate the sprawling parking lots and pull up to a featureless building with a single metal door. As you approach you see a handwritten sign that just says "Costumes :)"

Inside is a vast expanse of racks and racks of clothing. You peek down the aisles, each labelled with a style --"1920s flapper," "1980s men's business," "Old West". Naomi runs excitedly over to one of the "1980s" aisles and shows off a jacket she once wore on her show.

"This was in... gosh... 3 oh 7 -- we had the whole fight scene on the roof, and then Bobby had his whole speech..." she starts explaining. Someone comes out from the aisles and Naomi shrieks "Summer!"

"Hey Naomi, welcome back!" the woman says, "And good eye -- that was yours from season 3."

Riley Reid as Summer Lea Chase

You're introduced to Summer, the costume designer Marissa hired to make your outfits. She's dressed casually in a yellow sundress (and pink underwear -- you note automatically). She has a whole set of clothespins clipped to one strap of her dress and another clipped in her hair. She immediately ushers you into the back to her workshop and starts taking measurements. "Out of those," she waves your clothes away, and soon you are standing in just your boxers.

She's got a whole range of outfits for you, from simple black massage therapist uniforms to designer suits you could bring to a red carpet. Each has the pink vulva logo of a Cunnilinguist incorporated into the back pocket. The three women are having a great time playing dress-up with you. "Ooh, I like that look," "the cut on this is great," "let's take it in here," and so on. Despite the quick way she undressed you, you soon feel at ease, and you're all joking around and enjoying the time.

The first time you thought it was an accident, but after the second time you're sure she's grabbing your dick on purpose as she marks up your pants with chalk. With the close attention of the women, and her hands all over you as she dresses you, you're semi-hard, and she explains, "Gotta make sure it fits well when you're hard at work ;)" Naomi didn't seem to catch the innuendo.

The next uniform is the massage outfit. There's no shirt, just a pair of black shorts with a belt to hold oils and a towel.

"Wouldn't it be great to have him straddled over you, massaging your back in this," Riley says. "Look at these arms," she grabs them admiringly.

"Um, yeah, that sounds nice," Naomi says, cheeks turning red. You both caught her staring at the outline of your dick in the shorts.

Summer sends Naomi to grab something from a far rack, and whispers in your ear, "Well, I'm not a client, Mr. Cunnilinguist, so I see no reason why I can't take care of this for you, and we can finish up our fittings?" she says, openly stroking your dick through the shorts. "Let me use my tongue for a change." Marissa gives you a wink.