A little exhibitionism in the parking lot...

"This is insane," Sean said, following the two outfits out of the coffee shop. Christa's outfit went ahead, leading the two towards her red sedan. A giggle came from Vanessa's outfit as it pointed it's free sleeve toward a woman on the sidewalk gawking in confusion at the two empty outfits.

"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, honey." Vanessa's outfit said as Sean's eyes followed where the sleeve was pointing. The woman on the sidewalk looked down at herself in awe as her skirt and pantyhose began inflating. Her black turtleneck did the same, puffing out her breasts to an almost cartoony proportion. She grabbed at them with curiosity until she felt her skirt pop open in the back.

Before she could reach down to investigate, her turtleneck pulled her arms up and over her as it slid off of her body, leaving her in a white, skintight spaghetti-strap top, a red satin bra showing beneath it.

"W-wow..." Sean stared, watching the woman take stock in her situation. She seemed more interested in her hyperinflating skirt and hose than the turtleneck she just lost, pressing her hands against the ballooning fabric as it inflated enough to lift her feet from the ground. The hyperinflated hose popped from her high heels, which began striding down the street without her. Now, a few other witnesses made a commotion, but most of them kept their distance upon seeing something so absolutely unnatural.

As for the woman, you could see her toes and heels kicking against the ballooned nylon, but now the exaggerated translucent legs moved forward on their own, carrying the woman with them as her skirt rode up high enough to **** her arms against either side of her head. Once the skirt was free of her waistline, blinding her and covering her head, you could see that the pantyhose had stretched to twice the size of her legs, gripping her by the waist. Beneath the sheer nylon, you could actually see her underwear playing against her crotch. She let out a few breathy protests between mumbled statements of total disbelief, but by the time the skirt pulled itself off of her head, she was a few steps in front of you and Vanessa's empty outfit. Free of her skirt now, she looked down at her predicament and tried to fathom exactly what was happening to her – but any hope of making sense of the situation was lost to her when she felt the cups of her bra begin caressing and tweaking her nipples.

In the meantime, Christa's outfit produced car keys from her purse. Instead of getting in, the sleeve tossed the keys into the air as the car door opened on its own. The keys landed squarely in the center console and the sedan roared to life, shifting into gear and squealing loudly to turn a dramatic 180 in the parking lot right behind Christa's outfit. The driverless car shifted into park again and roared its engines. One of Christa's black leather combat boots tapped impatiently against the asphalt as Vanessa's outfit turned back to face it.

"Give us a moment, darling — we have all night to play with our new boy toy." Vanessa's outfit said. "We'll catch more cocks with honey…let's indulge his mind for a few moments before we steal him away." Sean felt the sleeve of Vanessa's white button down tease along his neck, tickling him and making him shudder. "You like the look of this one, don't you?" Vanessa's outfit asked in a sultry, naughty-sounding emulation of her voice. Sean just nodded stupidly as he watched the squirming woman in front of him. "Well, my goodness… Open a man up to a few new opportunities, and he's like putty in your hands — aren't you, darling?" Sean nodded absentmindedly again, watching the dark-haired woman in front of him play with her own tits. She was trying to get a handle on her bra, but this didn't matter so much to the drooling Sean. "Maybe you'd like a bit of a tit-fuck before we get going?" Another nod.

Sean finally reacted to the supernatural situation again, taking a deep breath as his own outfit lifted him into the air, shoes and all. The woman in front of him stared as she held the cups of her living bra, watching as he sailed up until his waist was at her chest level. Her jaw went slack as she watched his pants unbutton on their own, unzipping and pulling themselves down just enough to expose his designer briefs. The woman uttered a pleased sound while her living panties played against her clit, however confused she was. She looked down at herself, effectively hovering inside of her own inflated pantyhose despite their own nylon feet being planted on the ground. She looked back at Sean just in time to see the waistband of his briefs yawn open, releasing his half-rigid cock. She didn't seem at all disappointed as she blinked a few times, watching his body thrust toward her torso. The cups of her bra pulled her tits together around his cock, sliding up and down against his shaft as his member tuned higher.

The silken play against her clit intensified at the same time, and instead of trying to control her body or clothing any further, she decided to reach out and grab Sean's ass, pulling his body against her chest and watching his dick slide between her ample tits.

"Shall we take both of them?" Vanessa's outfit asked, turning back to Christa's hollow outfit. The earrings, necklace and collar all seemed to shake their head 'no', and Vanessa's outfit shrugged. "C'est la vie, darling," the outfit sighed, seeming a little disappointed. "She's the host of the party, so he'll just have to leave you a present to remember him by." Vanessa's sleeve pointed at Sean, whose outfit became more insistent – vigorously thrusting him up and down between the awed woman's tits. Sean began moaning as the woman looked down at his rigid cock, realizing that the moment was coming. She nodded her head and squeezed Sean's ass again, pulling him against her as her own panties went crazy against her clit. Both of the clothing's human pets prepared for their conclusion, howling like animals as Sean ejaculated all over the woman's face.

Onlookers stared and reacted with anything ranging from hysterical laughter to horrified gasps. Not only was there a completely graphic display of open sexuality happening in front of them, but it also happened to defy anything most of them knew about either reality or physics. About 1/2 block away, a curious young man followed an empty turtleneck, skirt, and clicking high heels down the street. Not long after Sean's release, the woman's pantyhose – still holding the woman suspended in their giantess curves — began strutting down the street in the other direction. The woman's bra unclipped itself, its straps sailing off of her arms as the cups doubled back to wipe themselves over her face — apparently happily soaking up as much of Sean's cum as they could.

The bra hovered off in yet another direction as the pantyhose continued down the street, carrying the topless and spent woman to a destination only the nylon was sure of.

"Okay, baby — you had your fun…" Vanessa's outfit said, slapping Sean's ass with a sleeve as his briefs pulled back up and his pants re-zipped themselves. Sean looked down and groaned as his underwear fondled him — cleaning up any remaining jizz around the end of his head. "Now I think you owe us a good time." Vanessa's outfit strutted over to Christa's, its sleeves reaching up to Christa's shirt and fondling its hollow tits. "Mmm... Let's all squeeze into the back, shall we?" Christa's collar and jewelry seemed to indicate a nod as the back door of the red car popped open on its own. Vanessa's outfit climbed in, and Sean's hovering body bobbed toward the car a second later. He felt his clothing shift him into a seated position, and he let it happen without question — still recovering from his unbelievable orgasm. Christa's outfit ducked into the car door last, and the door slammed shut as the car jumped into gear and sped out of the parking lot with no visible driver at the wheel.

Before long, anyone who was close enough to witness the scene suddenly felt their own clothing either tugging or tightening on them…