There is something!

"What is this?" Lena asked herself as she reached under the bed and pulled out a box that looked like it was once gift wrapped.

Her hands trembled a bit as she slowly lifted the top off of the box. She was terrified of what she might find inside the box, plus she was scared that Sandra might walk through the door at any moment.

Setting the top of the box off to the side, Lena pulled the tissue paper aside and seemed a bit puzzled. There was a card inside in an envelope that was already open. Lena's trembling fingers reached into the envelope, grabbed the card, and pulled it out. Quickly, she opened it to read what was inside, but there wasn't much to read.

"Friday Night at 11:00 pm. Wear only what is in this package."

There was something mesmerizing about this card. There was a beautiful scent that overtook her when she opened it, immediately calming her. Lena set the card down and reached back into the package. With both hands, she lifted up a black, very short, body hugging dress. There were two thin shoulder straps and the material was very thin, almost transparent.

Reaching back into the package, Lena lifted up a strappy pair of six inch stilettos. Her eyes were transfixed on the shoes as she slowly lowered them to the floor.

Reaching into the box again, she was surprised to find it now empty. She shuffled through the tissue paper only to find nothing else.

"Oh my God, what is Sandra doing?" She thought to herself. "There is no bra or underwear with this outfit. Where could she possibly go dressed like this?"

She knew she had to hurry in case Sandra returned home, but there was something bizarre about this package. She had to go home to research the strange website that was on the back of the photograph and she wanted to research the really strange mask that was on the floor right next to her. But she couldn't take her eyes and her mind off of the dress and heels.

Lena started to feel different. She was feeling warm and her stomach felt like it had butterflies in it as she once again looked at the dress and heels. Almost involuntarily, and almost as if she had no control over herself, she stood up and slowly began to undress.

"What is happening to me?" She thought to herself as she felt like she needed to be doing this.

While she kicked her shoes off, she removed her top. Her eyes never left the dress and stilettos as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. She tugged them off of her ass and pushed them down to the floor before stepping out of them. Her breathing grew heavier as she reached down and lifted the card before reading it once again.

The words "only wear what is in this package," resonated throughout her mind, almost as if she had no control.

She tried to stop so she could run away, but this sudden urge she was having was overriding her ability to think clearly. As she stood there holding the card, she lifted it closer to her face and inhaled the beautiful scent. With each deep breath, she began to tingle all over, a feeling she never experienced before.

Slowly she set the card back down. Without thinking, Lena reached behind her back, unclasped her bra, and removed it.

"What is happening to me?" Lena thought to herself as she pulled her underwear down until they fell to the floor at her feet.

Again, that beautiful fragrance from the card caught her attention. Lena reached down and picked up the stilettos as she sat on the edge of Sandra's bed. Her hands no longer trembled as the beautiful fragrance seemed to relax her.

Carefully, she slipped one foot into the stiletto before the other. Luckily, her and Sandra were both the same size and they often wore each other's clothes. Only this time it was different. She was clumsy as she attached the straps around her ankles because she never tried shoes like this on in her life. After several minutes, both of her feet had incredibly high heels attached to them.

Lena sat there admiring her feet. The butterflies in her stomach were fluttering around faster as she realized that her nipples were now hard. Looking down, she also saw that her pussy was swelling and growing wet by the second. Looking back at her feet she thought they would look better if her toenails were painted.

Again, she picked up the card and lifted it to her nose, inhaling the scent that relaxed her. After a moment or two, she set the card back down on the bed next to her.

Lena stood up and lifted the thin black dress over her head. Slowly and carefully she lowered it down until it covered only some of her body. She tugged at the hem, but it only came down so far.

Turning toward the mirror. She admired herself as she stood towering in very sexy heels and a very slutty dress. Ordinarily, this kind of outfit was disgusting to her. Today however, she loved it and wanted to take it home with her.

She turned to look at her back side in the mirror. The bottom of her butt was clearly visible, causing her to grin as she seductively reached behind her and pulled the dress down. Turning to face the mirror, her eyes were fixated on her breasts. Her 34C breasts were completely visible, not just her nipples and areolas, but her entire breast. She loved how this dress showcased her tits and body in general. For the first time in her life she felt like this dress was a defining moment for her, almost like it was meant for her to wear to please someone else.

Her eyes then lowered. She gasped slightly as she could see her bush through the dress. "Why did I always think this look was so disgusting, this is so hot," she thought as she felt her wetness begin to run down her inner thigh.

Looking in the mirror, her eyes lowered to her feet. She loved how the stilettos showcased her feet and displayed them. "I need to paint my nails," she thought again as her gaze slowly shifted to the mask on the floor.

While she stood there staring down at the mask, she wanted to reach down and pick it up. She wanted to try it on, but something, some **** seemed to be stopping her. The longer she stood there looking at the mask, the more she was getting aroused.

Just then, it was like she snapped out of it. She looked at herself in the mirror and had no idea how she ended up in this outfit. Quickly she undressed, putting everything back in the box just like it was when she opened it. She felt disgusting for wearing such slutty clothes as she once again put her own clothes back on. Lena made sure the package was back under the bed and everything was in place as if she never was there. Quickly, and still feeling shame for dressing like that, she left, closing the door behind her.