School uniform

You remove your towel and put your arms through the sleeves of the short white halter, wrapping it around your big breasts. You struggle for a moment to tie the tiny ends together while holding your firm tits pressed tightly together for maximum cleavage and support without a bra. The white material is so light as to be nearly sheer for what little skin it even covered. It's see through when it rains.

Next you untangle a string and hold it the proper way in which it appears most thong-like and step into the imagined holes. Not that the underwear was necessary for any shame related reasons, but if you didn't at least wear underwear these days guys would start fucking you from behind without so much as a word. This was especially a problem for an attractive teen with a nice ass like yourself. You snap the thong into place in a high whale tail with a sigh. Still trying to have standards.

Finally you begin to buckle the bright pink micro mini plaid skirt around your waist. The frilly skirt is only a few inches long, and even what length it has sticks out away from your body more than down over the top of you pert round ass. It doesn't even make any attempt to cover the string between your labia.

Moving to the mirror you put your hair into two convenient handlebar pig tails just over your shoulder, and quickly apply a light coat of make up. Mostly just a bright pink lipstick for the guys to smear around your face. They seem to enjoy that and there's no harm. No mascara though. Not anymore. Never again.

You adjust your tits inside your shirt to show as much underboob as possible while still having the areola popping out the top. You stand up straight, popping your tits out as much as possible and look in the mirror. You look like a porn star right before a shoot. You nod at the intended effect, and sit to put on a pair of ankle socks and a comfortable pair of white sneakers. No pornstar high heels though, you gotta be on your feet all day. Or knees.

Finally satisfied with your outfit, you stand up just in time to hear your mother call "Breakfast's ready!" from downstairs.

You're ready now, but will you have breakfast with your family first or go directly to school?