Shopping spree

Emily examined herself in the fitting room mirror. With her shirt and jeans folded in the corner on top of her shoes, she stood in only her socks and the fresh pair of panties she had thrown on after school for sanitary purposes. There was only a thin curtain between her nearly-naked body and the rest of the store, not to mention the throngs of Friday shoppers in the mall beyond. Faye and Riley had gone off to pick out more outfits for her, leaving her waiting awkwardly in the chilly room.

What kind of fitting room doesn't have a real door, anyways? What if someone tripped or something and pulled the curtain down, I'd be totally exposed!

She looked her reflection from head to toe, wondering what her imaginary voyeurs would think of the sight. Her boobs were a bit small, which only made her stiffening nipples look even larger, though at least they had a nice shape if she said so herself. She cupped her mounds, getting a decent handful as she lifted and squeezed them, imagining how she'd look with a bigger pair. She let them go, bouncing on her heels to try and emphasize their slight jiggle.

Emily trailed her hands down her tummy to her hips. She had a naturally high metabolism, which kept her figure relatively slim (if soft and flabby) despite her, to put it politely, sedentary lifestyle. Unfortunately, most of the weight she did put on tended to go straight to her thighs, prompting boys to occasionally tease her about being 'thicc'. She turned, looking over her shoulder to take in the rear view. The plain panties pulled taut across her heart-shaped ass as she stuck it out. Blushing and biting her lip, she grabbed the waistband and slowly pulled it down below her cheeks.

Faye flung the curtain wide open, causing Emily to yelp and cross her arms over her tits. "Here, try these!" she said, thrusting a pile of clothes at her.

Emily snatched them up to her briefly-exposed chest before reaching out with one hand to yank the curtain back in place, catching a glimpse of Riley shaking her head with a wry smile. Her heart pounded, wondering if any other customers had spotted her. Anyone could have just seen her bare ass framed in the mirror behind her! She scowled, saying, "Not funny!"

Faye's laughter was her only response, so Emily just huffed and tried to ignore her burning cheeks. She held up the first outfit, blush reigniting at how little fabric there was. The cheerleaders had started her out with some normal, stylish outfits, even if Emily was a bit uncomfortable with the loose skirts and dresses Riley favored, but soon enough their offerings had started getting skimpier and sexier. Necklines plunged, hems rose, sleeves and pantlegs vanished, and bit by bit more of Emily's pale skin was exposed.

Now she was wriggling into a tight pair of booty shorts while wearing a crop top that was fully half the length of her normal t-shirts and was loose enough to fall away from her tits if she bent over too much. Fully 'dressed', she nervously opened the curtain, receiving an approving whistle from Faye as she gave them a slow spin. Emily smiled shyly and ducked her head, glancing around the store to catch a couple people looking at her with lustful expressions.

"Looking hot, girl! Shame about the panty lines, though," she said.

Riley nodded in agreement. She said, "You should try wearing a thong, they're actually really comfortable."

"I bet she'd rather just lose the underwear entirely," Faye said, smirking knowingly.

Emily bit her lip, squirming under their attention. She couldn't deny it, she had immediately gotten hooked on the feeling of going commando. With most of her new clothes she wouldn't even have to worry about her bush getting caught in zippers, though camel toes and nipple pokies would be an issue with the tighter garments. That, plus the fact that she kept getting turned on to the point of leaving wet spots caused her to agree to check out a lingerie store later.

They finished up with the clothing stores, Emily's bulging shopping bags keeping her Idle Hands occupied as Faye and Riley walked beside her with a few purchases of their own. Emily had plenty of money saved up from her last summer job, so she could easily afford all the outfits they decided on plus whatever accessories she would end up buying, despite cringing a bit at some of the price tags. This was cutting into her gaming budget after all, even if exhibitionism was rapidly overtaking it as her number one hobby.

They took a break to grab a bite to eat in the food court and text their respective parents that they'd be out later than expected, while Emily went to the bathroom to change into a green sundress Riley had picked out. For someone who only ever wore pants or shorts, Emily thought the breezy outfit was daring without being quite as embarrassing as some of the things Faye had talked her into getting. She kind of liked how the skirt swished around her legs as she rubbed her bare thighs together. A pulse of arousal ran through her as she plucked at the fabric, imagining how easily she could lift it above her waist and show everyone her dampening panties.

After a while the three of them continued on to a lingerie store, Faye goading Emily into trying on increasingly lewd sets of underwear. She drew the line at the crotchless panties, blushing bright red as she threw her dress back on and fled from the teasing blonde. The cashier smiled politely as she rang through her purchases, various colors and styles of thong, a couple of lacy bras, and a sheer babydoll nightie. They hit up a few more stores after that, Emily getting talked into buying a pair of wedge heels, some stockings and thigh-high socks, and a skimpy bikini, before her friends gave her a crash course in makeup and bought her the basics as a gift.

By this point, she was starting to buckle under the weight of all her purchases, even with the others carrying some. She collapsed onto a bench, the three of them taking a rest before heading back to their cars. As was quickly becoming routine to Emily, Faye naturally kept the conversation flowing while Riley patiently coaxed her into opening up with her own thoughts. At some point Lustful had expired, and Emily breathed a little easier as her skin cooled and the knot of arousal in her loins loosened for the first time since that morning. The time began to slip away as she relaxed with her friends.

She was startled by her phone buzzing insistently in her new purse. She fished it out, and gasped at what she saw. "Oh fuck!"

Faye and Riley looked over in concern. "What's up?"

Beneath the clock reading 8:45 was a notification from Custom Girls:

Warning! 1/3 Daily Challenges incomplete and not in progress
Finish a challenge before midnight or receive a punishment!

"I never started another challenge after I cancelled No Personal Space, if I don't finish one in the next three hours I'll be punished again!" she said, urgency emphasized by her free hand wedging itself between her thighs while she was distracted.

"Shit," Faye said. "What are your options?"

"Streaker or Oral Slut," she said grimly, showing them the screen. "The challenges only change if I either complete them or cancel them."

"What if you reroll them?" Riley asked.

"I don't have enough gems, we spent them all on Zoe earlier. And even if I did, I'd have to take three then since it would reset my progress."

Emily squeezed her eyes shut, mind racing. Maybe the punishment wouldn't be too bad, but she couldn't really bet on that. If she didn't start Streaker in the next fifteen minutes, she wouldn't have enough time and would have to take Oral Slut by default. But if she did take Streaker, she'd only have at most twenty to get to somewhere secluded enough that the app would still register as 'public', and then would have to stay naked for a whole three hours. She sighed in defeat as she made her decision.

"Alright, I'll take..."