Unaccompanied Accents

I held myself still as Sheila walked off, my nakedness exposed openly in the clothing shop's main display window. Still standing in the 'looking way over there' pose, I keenly felt the cool breezes the AC caused. With my breasts rather hard, my nipples standing out like spotlights, and yet I dared not move, lest I failed now. I heard her rummaging about, knowing how exposed I was, from head to toe, as I was made to wait in the window.

More stared from outside, pointing and conversing, my more intimate bits getting the most attention from the onlookers, and I had to resist moaning as I felt exhilaration wash through me, as I found myself rather enjoying being left so exposed. Finally, she returned, though Sheila did not have clothes in hand. Rather, she had brought back a few metal armbands and a gold necklace with a pendant that would hand down between my breasts. 'Heh, as if they needed a reason to stare at those', I thought to myself, even as I felt anticipation at being so accentuated.

She put the wristbands on first, followed by the necklace, which did a good job of giving people something to focus on, as it hung down between my jugs, the cold metal also reminding me of my nudity. I had to fight letting out a gasp as I felt it touch my exposed skin, the coldness of the metal in stark contrast to my warm, soft skin. Soon, she attached a silver waist chain around me... which included, naturally enough, an accent that hung down to just above my clit. I felt the metal's cool touch against my exposed skin, and a shiver of excitement flash through me as she put it on, even as I did my best not to move unless she changed my stance.

"There you go.... can't let good mannequins go to waste, huh, my dear?", her voice full of amusement, before moving one of my hairs back into place and walking off. Once more exposed to the world, I was left fully exposed before anyone who may walk by... this time, with even more reason for people to stare, I realized, amused at the notion. 'Like they needed a reason', I thought to myself, as several people pointed at my bosom.

I had to resist moving and even making a sound, which was even harder to do, now that there was a cool metal necklace and a waist chain, among other things, hanging on my exposed skin. I almost gasp as I felt someone suddenly tugging on my waist chain, but the surprise was brief. I did have to keep from smiling as he walked off, which proved harder than one would expect.

Moments later a pair of women showed up, "What about this? Think it could be real?", asked one of them as the pair approached.

I heard her friend giggle, "No way they'd get me to stand naked before the world.", amusement clear in her voice. I held myself still as they approached, noting how one moving to stand on my left, the other sitting down on my right. I felt one gasping the chain around my left wrist, even as the other moved my waist chain, as she looked me over. her fingers moved down from the chain, her fingers lingering on my more intimate folds. "I'd swear it's real, though. It seems much better made than the others. Even the skin feels real.. and it's warm to the touch too! Who thinks of something like that?"

Her friend giggled, touching the necklace, moving the chain in her hands, "We're not here to judge the mannequin's skin, Ann! ... but, it does feel rather natural.", to which she moved her hand down, her plan on my shoulder, as I'm left to resist moving or making a sound. I felt the pair's hands on my skin... one on my shoulder, the other at my waist and shaved mound, giggling as they looked me over, closely examining me.

Sheila happened to pass by, "Can you tell for sure if it's real or not?", to which the pair laughed. They stopped moving their hands then, holding their hands till on me now, as if in thought. I felt a hand now cupping my breast, the other grasping at my ass, fingers now inside the folds of my shaved mound. They looked over her way and one of them, amusingly replied, "Can't tell.. it must have been expensive. I'd swear it's the real thing!"

I could practically hear Shiela smiling back their way, "Well, don't let me stop you two from figuring it out!", before heading off to help another guest. The pair giggled again, brushing their hand across my body. I felt a hand on my necklace, as the pair tried to understand what was before them, unwilling to believe what was right before them. I had to fight to keep from gigging myself, as pleasure and excitement mixed within me.

After a bit they headed off, "Well can't play with her all day... come on Ann.", her friend letting out a sigh before removing her hands from my exposed nakedness and heading off.

"It even gets wet! Just what will they think of next?" Ann retired, the pair laughing as they headed off, leaving me once more exposed before the world. Aroused and excited all at once, I had to fight to keep from moving or making a sound, lest I gave it all away. It was then I saw, besides the usual gaggle of onlookers starring my way, a familiar face appear. I had to fight from reacting, as I bought sight of my new roo.... boyfriend walking up the path. He smiled at the sight of me, naked in the window.

He walked in, and as the door chimed, I wondered what that would mean for the bet... challenge? for that matter, what would bring him by?