Kyle has to try on lingerie

Just at it was bikini shopping, Kyle was marched into a dressing room as the girls kept shoving things in to try on. While the girls didn’t make him come out and model, they did poke their heads in to approve or disapprove of their selections. And their selections all seemed to involve lots of black and lots of lace, usually with push up tricks or adding a cup or two to the bust size. This slightly frightened Kyle given what they’d said before.

Melissa vanished from critiquing Kyle’s lingerie, so he asked, “Where’s Melissa?”

“Oh, don’t worry, Kylie,” Robin said, adjusting the straps on the red add-a-cup bra he was now in. “She’s off getting matching panties. Lingerie has to match!”

Kyle heard his phone buzz, and figured that MARCI had just been given a new instruction.

Robin took a step back and looked at Kyle’s chest. “Yep, good size, just enough jiggle, I think we have a winner!”

She stuck her head out of the door and told Darla to get a few more bras in that style. “Sure! Oh, have her try this on,”. Darla handed in a black strapless bustier with garters dangling from it. A matching panty was in a plastic bag connected to the back of the bustier.

“Oh, come on!” Kyle said as it came through the door.

“What’s it going to hurt to try it on?” Robin said. “Please?”

Sighing, Kyle removed everything but his panties and put on the bustier. He grumbled when he realized it, too, had push up pads in it. Robin helped him do up the row of hooks in the back. It nipped in his waist slightly, but he felt stupid standing there in it.

“Happy now?”

“Yep. That’s a get. You’ll need some hose and heels to go with it, though.”

Kyle started at himself in the mirror, looking at himself and thinking that he was going to kill Sam once he got MARCI straightened out. He was lost in thought when he heard a camera shutter snap just over his shoulder. Robin was furiously giggling and thumb typing away.

“Robin!” He hissed. “What did you do?”

She handed him her phone. It was a picture taken over his shoulder, looking down into his pushed up cleavage, his breasts surrounded by the black lace of the bustier. She had captioned it “Kylie’s impressive view”

“Take that down!” He said.

“Nope,” Robin said with a grin. “Get used to it, girl. You’re becoming an Instagram hottie.”

Darla knocked on the door just then and stuck her head in. “O. M. G. Kylie, you HAVE to get that!” Her phone pinged and she grabbed it. She fussed with it for a few seconds and then smiled broadly. “And I see you let Robin get a really good shot of you!”

Melissa came back just then, with a large pile of panties and a few other items. “I’m guessing mostly thongs, Kylie. We got you some V-strings and some cheeky panties, too. And here are some nightgowns!

“And now I’ll go grab some black stockings to go with that bustier, because you’re getting it!” She handed the pile of lacy fabric to Darla, who then began the job of handing things infor Kyle to try on

Grumbling, Kyle worked his way through the nightgowns, although there was little “gown” about them. They all seemed to be short, cute, and... he hated to use the word, but... flirty.

By the time the four “girls” got out of the store, Kyle had more lingerie than he ever wanted. He wasn’t sure what he was going to do with this stuff. And Robin has made him wear out the red add-a-cup bra, so he was very self conscious about his chest.

Melissa broke him out of his thoughts about everyone, especially guys, staring at his newly padded chest.“So we still need to get her skin care stuff, but she also needs heels to go with that bustier. Maybe some dresses? There should be some parties this summer, so she’ll need some cute stuff for that!”

Looks like shopping wasn’t ending anytime soon