Trying Out Her New Look

"Come on out sweetheart!" Mitchell called, jovially. He leaned casually against the side of the wall nearest to the changing room door, and playfully tapped on the door. Behind the door, Tanya coughed nervously, and there was an edge of pleading in her tone when she finally replied.

"Mitchell, do I have to come out there in this?!"

Mitchell smiled broadly, and an merciless look momentarily clouded his eyes.

"Don't worry Tanya, there's no-one else around at the moment." Mitchell winked conspiratorially at an older gentleman who'd just walked into the changing rooms with a couple of dress shirts in his hands. At the sound of Tanya's pleading, the gentleman looked up with interest, and stood stock-still.

The changing room door remained steadfastly shut for a couple of more seconds, before the tiniest of creaks heralded a slow yet inevitable opening. The door edged open by a couple of inches, and a nervous face peeked around the corner. Tanya was clearly checking out the area outside, but unfortunately for her the angle didn't allow her to notice the older gentleman.

She opened the door a couple of more inches, and made eye contact with Mitchell. There was no mistaking the message in her eyes, just as there was no disputing the reply in his. The silent conversation went along the lines of: "this is embarrassing!", with the simple response of "this is my birthday!".

Acknowledging the futility of fighting this any further, Tanya opened the door fully, and slinked out of the changing cubicle.

Mitchell stood back and applauded. Stripped of the clothing that she'd worn to the store, Tanya now only wore the pink My Little Pony panties and the crop top. The crop top itself exposed far too much of Tanya's stomach for her own liking. Her tall frame meant that the crop top only reached a couple of inches below the lowest edge of her breasts.

Tanya was noticeably hunched over in embarrassment at her predicament, and she kept one hand tugging at the tightly stretched material, trying to pull the top down even half an inch more. Her other hand was strategically positioned in front of her crotch, covering most of the Pony but unable to block the sight of a sparkling rainbow that seemed to be erupting from the cartoonish beast.

Her eyes looked straight at Mitchell, and he could see that his lesson about forgetting to buy a proper present had begun to settle in. Still, the day is young, Mitchell thought to himself, and there was still a few more opportunities to reinforce this learning experience.