Sure, why not

The clerk was no taller than Ami, but her high heels and platforms gave her a small height advantage. Something about the way she spoke to Ami tickled the desire within her and she purred. "Mmm. I could be persuaded to be very... agreeable," she said.

The clerk reached for another item and pushed it into Ami's hands with a grin. "Put this on. My name is Grace, by the way. Don't tell me yours. I like the anonymous thing."

Ami's heart raced. "That's really hot."

Grace moved to flip the sign at the front of the store from Open to Closed and locked the door. "I know. Now strip." She moved through the racks of clothing, picking up an item here or there. "I have a lot of things for you to try on and you will be a good dolly for me and do exactly as you're told, won't you, Blue?"

Ami grinned. She'd never entertained submissive fantasies but Grace spoke with such a casual sort of authority despite her youth that it was easy to go along with it. "Yes, Grace."

Ami looked at the item Grace had already given her and felt her cheeks grow warm. It was a thin latex leotard that would fit her like a second skin.

Already dying to know what that would feel like pressed against her new piercing, she quickly stripped off the strappy bra thing and kicked off her boots, surrendering more height to Grace. It felt right, for some reason. She ditched the skirt and then hesitated before losing the panties.

"Take them off." Came Grace's voice from somewhere else in the store. "That one has a cotton panel so you don't need them. It's meant to be worn for longer periods than most."

That was enough for Ami. She stripped off the last bit of clothing she wore, besides the choker, and stepped into the strange new garment. It was cool and inviting against her skin as she drew it up over her soft thighs and nestled it snugly against her sex. She struggled a little to get her arms into the sleeves, and then realized the right material prevented her from quite reaching the zipper.

Grace was there, suddenly, drawing the zipper up along Ami's back. The thing was super tight, pulling against her entire body in a way that turned her on. "Breathe out. That's it. Hold your breath out. Hold it."

There was a soft click as the zipper reached the top and Ami turned to see that Grace held the pull in her hand. Her eyes widened. Unless she wanted to destroy the thing, she was stuck in it. Even if she could reach the back of the garment to pull the zipper, there was no zipper now.

Grace grinned. "Alright, now give me a little turn, Toy. And don't think I didn't see that pretty blue stone between your legs. You're not as innocent as you want people to think."

Ami blushed, and not just because of Grace's comments. The latex leotard held her body in a luxuriously tight grip, including trapping the fully healed piercing very snugly against her clit. Her pert ass and full breasts looked insane in this thing.

She turned, letting Grace admire her selection. "Yes, that's very good. Now this." She handed Ami another item.

Tight leather pants went on next, and Ami was once again dismayed to find that they closed in a way she couldn't get open. Grace wore a signet ring on her finger that had some kind of magnetic release. The pants wouldn't open without it. Ami was quickly being encased in very tight clothing and as long as Grace wanted her to remain in them, she had ****.

Ami felt very naughty; she loved every minute of it.

"Now the boots." Grace indicated a pair of heavy heeled boots that featured several belts and buckles. Once she stepped into them, Grace pressed a button on them and the whole thing whirred and tightened around her calves. Aki had no idea how to get them open again. She just accepted her helplessness and trusted Grace. What other choice did she have?