Scottish princess

“You like any of these, baby girl?” Lou asked.

Vyki looked at all of them and she wasn’t sure she was comfortable with any of them, but something in her said it wasn’t so much what she would be comfortable in rather what would someone like to see her in. “I don’t... really know, Daddy,” Vyki said kinda sluggishly. “They all seem like the models are so pretty; I don’t know I could pull them off.” Turning to look at Lou, she tried to look pleadingly at him, “which would you like to be seen with?”

Lou wasn’t exactly prepared for that. He knew he had certain proclivities, but he also had to admit, he was picturing Vyki in each of them even before she asked. “Well, um, it might seem atypical, but I like that it's not common, yet it's still sexy as hell. Would you be willing to try the Sexy Scottish Princess outfit for me?”

All that registered in Vyki’s dragging mind was that he found the outfit ‘sexy as hell’, so she immediately snatched it from the attendant. “Do you happen to have a fitting room I could try it on?”

Mandy giggled at the girl’s quick shift to enthusiasm, “well, you’re in luck. It’s a slow night, so you can use one of these over here.” She pointed at a hall with some curtains off to the side and a mirror out front.

“Thanks!” Vyki responded as she quickly sashayed down the hall. Before she could even pull the curtain back, her dress was already coming untucked and falling, so she jumped in quickly.

Discarding the tatters of her hooded dress to the side before she slid the petticoat & cuffs off. Standing in just her bra, panties, corset, and heels, she took the outfit off the hanger. Holding the dress up next to her, she was a little concerned about its length. It seemed like it was already significantly shorter than the Robin dress as well tighter. She couldn’t deny that the hue of the model’s hair at least matched her wig’s, so that should at least work in her favor.

She continues mulling over whether or not she could really do this for quite a bit when she hears Mandy call out from the other side of the curtain, “everything okay in there? Let me know if you need any help.”

The last thing Vyki wanted to do was have a stranger see her in her ski vies, “Thanks; I’m good.” Realizing that was really her polite way of saying ‘hurry up’, Vyki unzipped the back and carefully stepped into it careful not to catch her heels with the locks still dangling securely on the sides. Pulling it up, she’s able to wiggle her hips enough to finally pop it over her butt before she slides her arms into the sleeves pulling it up further.

She tries pulling it up into place but she can’t seem to get it to stay up high enough to cover the bra Katie put her in. Figuring she could work on that, she behind and tried to pull the zipper up, but with an inch it was already getting tighter. Finally, when the zipper seemed like it was about to slip she had to admit, it wasn’t going to fit. She was realizing even after all the training and working out, she still wasn’t dainty enough to put on a sexy outfit like Lou wanted. Calling out to Mandy to help, she contemplated asking for a burlap sack so that maybe they would have something here she could wear out.

Holding the dress up to her chest to cover her underwear when Mandy returned, she announced, “I’m too big for this. You don’t have parka or something do you?”

Mandy looked at her than at the dress, “nonsense! It’s just a little tight. Here turn around, and let me look.”

Vyki turned around to show her the absurdity of the zipper. Mandy tried a few times before admitting, “well, I think I see the problem.”

“My fat ass?” Vyki quipped.

“Hardly! That’s a bodacious booty,” Mandy assured. “First, we got to get rid of this joke of a bra. It’s too much fabric for this dress and whoever sized it for you was a idiot.” Mandy released the back strap and Vyki instantly felt like her lungs were freed from a vise. Mandy then helped Vyki get each arm out of the sleeve to get the bra off. She thought it was almost cute how the shy lady insisted on using one hand to hold up her dress; it was a refreshing change from her usual clientele.

“K, that was the first major thing. Now what I’m about to do will probably result in fitting, but it’s likely you won’t want to bring the zipper back down until you are ready to take it off as you won’t be able to close it again without help,” Mandy explained. “In fact, you’ll probably need to find help to pull it down, but something tells me that wouldn’t be hard to do.”

Vyki was still trying to process what she meant, “huh?”

“Don’t worry about.” Mandy continued. “Speaking of, I’m going to need his help with this.”

Vyki quickly shot around holding the front of her with a look of pure panic on her face.

“Calm down,” Mandy assured, “I’m going to hold the curtain closed so all he can see is the zipper area; I just need his strength, okay?”

Vyki cautiously turned around realizing if she’s going to do this for him, this may be the only way and she just had to trust Mandy. “K,” she responded timidly.

“Good,” Mandy replied before shouting, “hey, Lou! Get your boy scout ass back here!” while she closed the curtain behind Vyki.

“Dang it, Mandy!” Lou chided her a knowing look to communicate why he was upset without calling it out for Vyki to hear. Taking a deep breath to calm down, he serenely continued, “how can I help?”

Mandy carefully held the curtain open just enough to show him just the open zipper area of the dress. This also exposed the lacing of her corset with the two-inch gap between the panels. “We need your strength here,” Mandy stated and asked, “you know how to work these right?”

Vyki was surprised she was being so patronizing to Lou a dress zipper, but figured he had known her for a while and he could handle her himself if needed.

Lou examined the laces and could easily feel movement and knew she could risk slippage or damage if it continued this way. “Ya,” he replied as reached through the curtain and grasps the laces as he undid the simple knot.

Vyki can feel them messing with the dress and zipper behind her and just hopes the curtain gives her enough coverage to prevent exposure.

Lou then asks, “you ready, baby girl?”

Vyki wasn’t sure why he had such a concerned tone for raising the zipper, but she wanted to show him it was fine and she trusted him. “Sure, Daddy.”

Vyki suddenly felt her stomach collapse into itself as Lou braced against her spine and gripped a pair of the laces, pulling on them fully ripping the sides together. Vyki barely had time to register what was happening as he deftly moved onto the next pair of laces. After years of helping various dancers at his gigs get into their corsets, he was known to be a reliable means to getting one closed if needed. With the reinforced laces and structure of her corset, Vyki was being firmly collapsed inward by Lou’s activities.

Finally reaching the two panels together, Lou noted that the previous knot was secured under a panel & padlock. Not able to pull the slack into that, he made a second knot of the new slack leaving her fully secured and closed in her corset. Vyki found her head light as she struggled to adjust to the even more restrictive breathing as Lou asked Mandy, “that better?”

Mandy reached in and was able to forcibly slid the zipper up over the corset, “perfect! Thanks, big guy. I’ll bring her out when she’s done.”

“K, looking forward to it, baby girl.”

Vyki had been unsure if this was really worth it as her brain still tried to get out of the light haze, but hearing Lou mention his renewed interest, she felt compelled to see it through. Breathlessly, she said in inadvertent bedroom voice, “yes, Daddy.”

Mandy chuckled as she saw trip over his feet on the way out of the dressing area. “K, that got us over the biggest hurdle, babe, but we need to do the last little bit to get this zipper home okay?”

‘That wasn’t enough?!?’ screamed in her head, but she figured in for a pound... “K”

“Alright, I know you won’t be able to do as much but try to breath in filling your upper chest; raise your shoulders.”

Vyki did as she was instructed and heard the zipper elevate a little bit further.

“Now, breathe out as hard as you can and let your shoulders drop.” As Vyki’s lungs deflated and her ribs constricted, Mandy slid the zipper up last popping into the final position. “Perfect!” Mandy exclaimed.

Meanwhile, Vyki was trying to still catch her breath feeling like her brain was floating through a light fog; ‘I didn’t drink that much; did I?’ Vyki thought to herself.

Mandy walked around the front of the spacey girl examining the dress. “The fit seems to work okay now, but the poor girls are way too restricted,” she observed as she fiddled with Vyki’s faux breasts. Vyki looked down and was surprised at the very high shelf with the deep cleavage presented by the dress. “Here this should help,” Mandy broke out a pair of her scissors and started cutting from the already low neckline between Vyki’s mounds. Bouncing each breast individually showed more individual movement, but also caused the split from the scissors to eek down a little further. “Much better! Now, just a little clean up here,” Mandy announced as she continued to use the scissors a bit more to shape the new separation into a bit more of a curve.

Vyki was surprised to see such a deep, prominent and open set of breasts on her chest that she was lost in the view that she didn’t even see Mandy turn to grab her petticoat from earlier. “Go ahead and step into this; you could use a bit more shape down below and it should work well with this dress,” Mandy instructed holding it out.

Steadying herself on Mandy’s shoulder, Vyki carefully stepped each heel into the petticoat’s opening catching a stiletto on the edge on more than one attempt. With both feet through, Mandy proceeded to draw the underskirt up under her dress. Just barely able to fit under the dress, Mandy had to pull the petticoat high on her corset and loop in under the top a little. Regardless, stepping back, Mandy was very pleased with her handiwork. This costumer wasn’t about to give the strippers any real competition, but she would definitely stand out amongst the soccer moms. “Alright! Looking good!! This will definitely work!”

“Really?!? Can I see?” Vyki ask looking around quickly before feeling her head spin a bit and grasping onto the wall for balance.

“Got a reveal all set up out there so you both can see how hot you look at the same time,” Mandy state as she shouted out, “Okay, Louie, keep your back to the door until I tell you to turn around okay?”

“Alright, fine. Let me see her,” Lou said rather exasperated but also antsy standing outside the dressing rooms in the main store.

“K, baby girl,” Mandy said conspiratorially to Vyki as she grasped her wrist, “follow me for Daddy’s big surprise.”

Vyki had to quickly shuffle behind her to keep up but before long saw Lou standing with his back to them as Mandy grasped her shoulders and physically turned her to face the mirror with the sheet draped over it. Whispering in her ear, Mandy said “close your eyes.”

“K, you two love birds. On the count of three, Lou, you turn around, and ‘baby girl’ you open your eyes. Ready?”

“Ready,” Lou eagerly announced.

“Uh, ready,” Vyki said as she gathered her balance a bit.

“3...”

“2...”

“1...”