You decide to go along with Marie

_Sitting in Harper room all day doesn't seem too fun _you think to yourself, a hand resting on Harpers chin. After all, the last thing you would want to do is give Marie the impression that something happened to her reserved sister.

Turning to the door, you reply "Coming!" in a distinctly different tone that catches you off guard; however you can't waste too much time thinking, you are on a time limit here. "Marie wants to go out huh?" you murmur to yourself, "I guess that means I have to dress up then" you tease.

Looking in the mirror you give Harpers tantalizing tits one last squeeze, their weight overflowing from her petite hands.

Opening the closet, you are met with astonishingly boring clothes, reminiscent of what you would see in a middle aged women's closet, you are going to have to get creative.

From the closet you grab a gray wool sweater and slip it over Harper's bare tits, the weight on your chest feeling foreign but welcoming - the drifting of the wool sweater across your chest is enough to make you moan in pleasure. This sensitivity is like nothing you have ever felt before, it is like you are in another world and you are excited to learn more. Taking a step back from your erotic thoughts, you tuck he sweater into the pencil skirt Harper was already wearing, the same way you would a shirt into pants. As you push further down the fabric gets tighter around Harpers form, leaving little to the imagination.

"It feels better to show it off right?" you say flirtatiously into the mirror, "you're so selfish keeping these all to yourself, the boys at school would die to see you like this" massaging your tits through the shirt, then lifting up her skirt to reveal her panties.

You decide to ditch Harpers already adjusted ponytail, pulling it out and brushing the hair straight, right as you were about to finish up you hear strong stomps coming up the stairs.

"Harper! What are you doing?!" Marie says, barging it with less than a knock, looking visibly upset. Her scowl quickly turns to surprise once she sees how you are dressed, noticing your tits poking through the shirt.

"You have your first date in forever and you're trying to show off huh? you always find time to show off those sandbags" she says with a tease, pushing your shoulder. You know she is joking but you can tell there is some resentment in her tone. "Anyways, lets get going, the boys are waiting and we can't be late for our double date"

Double date? Is that something sister do? Harper isn't the most social person so maybe Marie is doing her solid by setting it up. For someone with social anxiety, knowing that someone else is with you is comforting.

Before you have time to think further Maire grabs your hand and pulls you downstairs, moving through the very unfamiliar setting that is their house, it is somewhat disorienting. For a moment you want to complain but in the back of your mind you know this is a good chance to get Harper out there, it'll help boost her confidence too.

Both of you come down to the entrance, putting on Harper's Docs and grabbing a tan trench coat, both of you are out of the house before you even notice. You come out to a neighborhood that is unquestionably nice, a picturesque suburb, it is a little chilly especially across your bare legs, I'm glad I brought this jacket

You hop into the passenger seat of the car, Marie already sitting inside. She turns to you with a look of slight concern, "listen, I just want to make sure you are okay with this before we leave, I know it is sudden and I planned it without you really knowing" she states,

I can still bow out now if I am no longer down, it is a double date so you could possess Marie and see how that goes, you can also try and convince Marie to do something else, or you can just stay home