Trying On and a Surprise

After getting acquainted with Kira, Anna’s tension finally melted away, and, caught up in her new friend’s energy, she started curiously browsing the lingerie shelves. Kira, radiating enthusiasm, grabbed several sets and dragged Anna to the fitting room in the corner of the shop—a small booth closed off by a heavy red curtain. Tim, still chuckling over their earlier conversation about tails, sat on a chair nearby. Meanwhile, Danil, still flushed, had just returned with a bottle of water, trying to avoid looking in their direction as he hid behind the counter. The warm light of the lamps reflected off the glass displays, making the sparkles on the lingerie shimmer, while the soft jazz playing in the background shifted to a more sensual melody, adding a subtle hint of intimacy to the air. The faint scent of vanilla candles, displayed for sale near the cash register, lingered around.

Inside the fitting room, it was cramped, with a full-length mirror reflecting the girls, and soon the air was filled with whispers, the rustle of fabric, and quiet giggles. Anna slipped off her dress, feeling a bit awkward, but Kira immediately handed her the first set, her eyes sparkling. “Look, this will definitely suit you!” she said, passing over a black lace set: a bra with thin straps adorned with tiny rhinestones that glimmered under the lights, and thong panties with sheer inserts on the sides, where the lace transitioned into a delicate mesh that barely covered the skin. The bra was semi-transparent, with a floral pattern that left her nipples faintly visible, and the thong sat low on her hips, accentuating her curves. “Come on, put it on, and let’s go show Tim! He’ll be blown away!”

Anna blushed, her fingers pausing on the bra straps. Am I really going to wear this? It’s so revealing… but for the streams, it might work… she thought, her heart beating faster. “Show him? Seriously? That guy, Danil, is out there…” she whispered, her voice full of hesitation. Kira giggled, her pigtails bouncing. “So what? He’s already shocked by my tails, it can’t get any worse! Tim needs to see how you look—it’s important for your streams! Come on, don’t be shy, you’re a stunner!”

Anna, giving in to the encouragement, put on the set. The lace softly hugged her breasts, slightly sheer, while the thong highlighted the curves of her hips, but she still felt ****. She glanced at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushing—she looked seductive, and the thought of Tim and Danil seeing her like this sent a light heat pooling in her lower belly. They’ll be watching… and it… it turns me on… she admitted to herself, her breathing deepening. Kira, not giving her time to second-guess, grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the fitting room exit. “Tim, Danil, look at our star!” she exclaimed, her voice ringing with delight.

Tim looked up from his phone and froze, his breathing becoming uneven as he clenched his fists, a flush creeping up his neck to his face. His gaze was locked on Anna, though a hint of jealousy flickered in his eyes. “Damn, Anna… you… wow,” he exhaled, his voice lower, desire flashing in his eyes. Danil, who had been trying to distract himself by organizing boxes, accidentally glanced at her and quickly looked away, his ears turning crimson again. “I… uh… very… nice,” he mumbled, nearly dropping a box.

Anna, feeling their stares, blushed even harder, but the heat in her lower belly only grew. They’re watching… and I love it… she thought, her heart pounding with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, her skin prickling with goosebumps from the excitement. She quickly darted back into the fitting room, her breathing rapid. Kira clapped her hands, her eyes shining. “I told you they’d love it! Let’s try the next one!”

The second set was bolder: a red corset with black lacing that tightly hugged Anna’s waist, making her figure even more striking, and lifted her breasts slightly, with a deep neckline that revealed the dip between them. The corset was decorated with thin satin ribbons tied into small bows on the sides, and a matching red garter belt with black lace suspenders was attached below. The stockings were sheer, with a pattern of tiny hearts, ending in a wide lace band just above her knees. Kira insisted that Anna show off again, and this time she felt more confident, the corset giving her a boost of boldness while the guys’ gazes only fueled her inner heat. Tim whistled, his eyebrows shooting up. “Babe, you look like… like you’re ready to conquer the world,” he said, his voice full of admiration. Danil, who no longer knew where to look, just nodded, his face nearly matching the color of the corset.

The third outfit was even more daring: an emerald-green super-mini bikini, where the top consisted of two tiny triangles connected by thin strings that barely covered her nipples, leaving most of her breasts exposed. The triangles were adorned with tiny sequins that sparkled with every movement, and the strings tied around her back and neck, highlighting her collarbones. The bottoms were just as minimal—a narrow strip of fabric that hid almost nothing, with thin strings on the sides tied into small knots that looked ready to come undone at the slightest movement. Anna, now caught up in the playful atmosphere, stepped out with a shy smile but still covered her chest with her hands. This is too much… but damn, I look hot! she thought, her cheeks burning, though her eyes sparkled with laughter, the guys’ stares sending another wave of heat through her body. Kira giggled, nudging her forward. “Come on, this is perfect for streams! Tim, tell her she’s gorgeous!”

Tim, unable to tear his eyes away, swallowed hard, his voice husky. “Anna, you… I’m at a loss for words. You’re pure fire.” Danil, accidentally glancing at her, dropped a box of lubricants, which hit the floor with a loud thud. He scrambled to pick it up but, in his haste, stepped on a tube, causing it to burst and splatter his jeans. “S-sorry… I… uh… I’ll go… get some water,” he stammered, his voice trembling as he fled to the backroom.

Kira, delighted with the reaction, suddenly bounced out of the fitting room, her little skirt bouncing up. “Tim, turn around! No peeking or eavesdropping, got it?” she commanded, her voice playful but firm. Tim obediently turned around, though he cast a curious glance at her before doing so. Kira darted over to Danil, who had just returned with a bottle of water and turned even redder, and leaned in close, her eyelashes fluttering, a sly smile on her lips. “You’re too cute to work here, you know?” she teased in a whisper, ensuring Tim couldn’t hear, then added even more quietly, “Listen, grab us some fox ears and tails for me and Anna, okay? We’ll pay for everything, I promise.” Danil, still blushing, nodded, his eyes widening, and quickly dashed to a shelf, grabbing two sets—black ears and a tail for Anna, and reddish ones with white tips for Kira. He handed them to her, mumbling something incoherent, and Kira, giggling, thanked him with a quick nod before scampering back to the fitting room, clutching the accessories in her hands.

Tim, left alone, started wandering around the shop, browsing the merchandise. He picked up a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs, smirking as he imagined Anna in them, but quickly shook his head to dismiss the thought. I shouldn’t be thinking about that… but damn… he thought, his throat going dry. Ten minutes passed, and he’d already examined nearly everything—from bunny-shaped vibrators to feather masks—when the fitting room curtain finally slid open.

Anna and Kira stepped out together, and Tim’s breath caught in his throat. Both were dressed in sheer nighties that hid nothing: the thin fabric, white for Anna and pink for Kira, clung to their bodies, highlighting every detail. The nighties were short, barely covering the tops of their thighs, and held up by delicate straps that seemed ready to slip off their shoulders. Both wore stockings with garter belts—black for Anna, white for Kira—with lace trim that hugged their slender legs, accentuating their shape. On their heads were fox ears: black with soft fur for Anna, and reddish with white tips for Kira, trembling slightly with every movement. A fluffy tail swayed behind each of them—black for Anna, reddish for Kira—and Tim couldn’t help but wonder how those plugs sat in their backsides. Anna and I haven’t tried anal sex yet… this looks… hot… maybe we should try it? But… I don’t know if I’m ready… he thought, his mind racing.

For the first time, Tim saw Kira nearly naked, and his gaze lingered on her involuntarily. Her skin was pale, with a faint pink blush spreading from her cheeks down to her neck and chest. Her breasts, small but firm, with dark areolas, were clearly visible through the sheer fabric, swaying slightly with each step. Her nipples were hard, visibly aroused, and Tim felt his own body react to the sight. Her waist was narrow, her hips softly rounded, and between her legs, where the nightie clung to her skin, he noticed a glisten—her aroused pussy shimmered faintly in the light, making him swallow hard. She… she looks like something out of a fantasy… if this keeps up… I don’t know where it’ll lead… he thought, his heart pounding faster.

Anna looked just as breathtaking: her white, almost weightless nightie hugged her breasts, emphasizing her full curves, her dark, taut nipples so visible it was as if the fabric wasn’t there. Her slightly tanned skin contrasted with the white lace of her stockings, and between her legs, where the fabric clung to her body, there was a glisten too—her aroused pussy shimmered faintly, and Tim felt heat flood his body. Her tail swayed behind her, and he thought about the plug again, his mind a mess. She looks… like a goddess… I want her right now… he thought, but a pang of guilt flashed through him: I shouldn’t be looking at Kira like this… she’s not mine… but damn, both of them… I can’t stop thinking about it… Anna, I’m sorry… but this is too much…

Anna, feeling Tim’s and Danil’s gazes—Danil sneaking peeks from behind the counter—felt her body respond to their attention. They’re watching… and it’s so arousing… she thought, her breathing deepening, her skin tingling with goosebumps from the excitement. She glanced at Tim, her eyes sparkling, and gave a slight smile, savoring the moment.

Kira, noticing Tim’s reaction, narrowed her eyes slyly, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. She stepped closer, her reddish tail swaying and slightly lifting her nightie, and looked at Tim with a playful challenge in her eyes. “Well, Tim? If there’s something to show, why not show it?” she said, her voice teasing but laced with a hint of mockery, clearly reminding him of his own words when he’d flaunted his bare torso in the workshop. It was her little ****, and she was clearly enjoying the moment, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Tim swallowed hard, his cheeks flushing slightly, and he looked away, feeling his own words turned against him. “You… that was… different,” he mumbled, but Kira just laughed, her laughter ringing like a bell, adding a lightness to the charged atmosphere.

Kira handed Tim her phone, her voice trembling with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. “Tim, take some pics of us, we want a few kawaii shots.” Tim, still trying to grapple with his emotions, took the phone, his hands trembling slightly. Anna, standing next to Kira, looked just as flustered, but her eyes sparkled with amusement. The girls started posing: first, they formed a heart with their hands, their fingers touching, their ears twitching slightly. Then Kira made a cute face, bringing her fingers to her lips and tilting her head, her eyes shining, while Anna mimicked her, placing a hand on her cheek and smiling. Next, they turned to the side, lifting one leg in a playful pose, their tails swaying as their nighties rode up, revealing more of their thighs.

Danil, looking like he might pass out, clung to the counter, his glasses fogging up, his breathing uneven. “I… I… this is… too much…” he whispered, his voice shaky, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away, his gaze darting between the girls, his hands trembling.

For the finale, the girls turned their backs to the guys, bending forward slightly to show off their backsides. Their tails swayed, lifting the fabric of their nighties, and Tim and Danil could see how the plugs sat in their backsides, with a glisten of arousal visible between their legs in the light. Kira wiggled her hips slightly, her reddish tail quivering, while Anna, giggling, glanced over her shoulder, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Tim snapped a few photos, his hands shaking, with only one thought in his mind: I won’t survive this… it’s too much… they’re… they’re incredible…

But the girls were getting even more playful. They turned to face each other, their faces inches apart, and Kira, giggling, wrapped an arm around Anna’s waist, her fingers brushing down her back. “You’re so cute, Anna!” she said, her voice soft but with a mischievous undertone. Then, unexpectedly for everyone, she leaned in and kissed Anna on the lips—a light but sensual kiss, her lips pressing softly against Anna’s, her hand sliding to her neck, gently caressing. Anna froze at first, her eyes widening, but then she kissed back, her hands resting on Kira’s shoulders, the kiss deepening, their lips moving in a slow, almost hypnotic rhythm, their breaths mingling as their bodies pressed closer, their nighties riding up even higher.

Anna pulled back, her cheeks flaming, and murmured, “Kira, you… why?” Kira, laughing, replied, “Oh, come on, Anna, it’s just for fun! You saw how Tim’s looking at us—he’s loving it! And you’re so adorable when you’re flustered!” They burst into laughter, their eyes shining with delight, and Anna felt her arousal deepen at the thought that Tim had witnessed the moment.

Tim froze, his phone nearly slipping from his hands, his mind swirling: I shouldn’t be looking at Kira like this… she’s not mine… but damn, both of them… I can’t stop thinking about it… Anna, I’m sorry… but this is too much… Danil let out a quiet moan, his knees buckling as he slid down behind the counter, trying to pick up a fallen box but accidentally knocking over a bunny-shaped vibrator, which started buzzing and hopping across the shelf, adding to the chaos. “I… I’m fine… everything’s fine…” he mumbled, his voice trembling, clearly on the verge of passing out.

The girls, finally pulling apart, looked at each other and laughed again. Kira turned to Tim, winking. “So, how’d the pics turn out? Anna and I are the best kumiho , right? Danil, you still alive back there?” A muffled mumble came from behind the counter, followed by a loud buzz as the vibrator kept hopping while Danil frantically tried to catch it. Kira, nodding with satisfaction, glanced at Anna, then back at the counter. “Well, since you’re alive, come help us take off our tails in the fitting room…”

Her words hung in the air, followed by a loud crash—Danil must have tried to stand but instead fell, hitting the edge of the counter. A short cry of pain escaped him, then silence. Kira blew imaginary smoke from her finger gun, her eyes glinting slyly, and, swaying her hips, disappeared into the fitting room, leaving Tim in a state of mild shock.

Tim approached Anna, his voice low but tense. “Anna… do you… do you really like all this?” Anna, still flushed, looked at him, her eyes gleaming with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. “I… I don’t know, Tim. But… it was… fun. What about you?” Tim didn’t answer, his expression turning serious as he took her hand, his fingers trembling slightly, leaving the question hanging in the air.

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