Diana gets dressed

Diana looked over her workout clothes, or rather what was left of them, and sighed, "Okay, I'll wear the stupid outfit…" she grumbled.

Kristy smirked, "Are you sure? I'll bet your fans would appreciate the view.~"

"Yes, I'm sure," the Amazonian hissed, before apprehensively turning her attention back to her outfit.

The fabric looked flimsy sitting in her hands, though she reassured herself that it wouldn't look as bad once she actually put it on.

Carefully, Diana slid the top over her head and around her breasts. Looking down, she was a bit taken aback by how much cleavage was on display. Her bust had flexed the bra, expanding the tear down its center. If she made any vigorous movements her tits would certainly pop out.

How am I supposed to complete a workout in this, she wondered to herself.

Brushing aside her worries for the moment, she continued dressing herself. Sliding her shorts up her legs, she prayed that they would at least conceal her butt if nothing else. The sliding was halted momentarily as she tugged the fabric over her sizable rear, but soon everything was in place. The shorts didn't really look like shorts, or even feel like shorts for that matter. The way the fabric bunched up between her buttocks reminded her of a thong, which didn't help calm Diana's anxieties.

"Wow, that's certainly a look…" Kristy chuckled, looking her over, "Wanna see yourself?" she gestured to a mirror.

Reluctantly, Diana marched over to the mirror, each step made slightly tenser as her shorts wedged deeper between her buttcheeks.

Looking at herself, she could only stare in stunned silence. She knew it would look bad, but seeing herself draped in the complete ensemble was mortifying. Her tits were half out of her top and her shorts were pathetically skimpy. The outfit would be too scandalous for a beach let alone a gym.

"Like what you see?" the blonde snarked, "The back's just as good."

Diana's ears twitched at her remark. Frantically turning around and cringed at the sight of her rear. The shorts had completely bunched up between her buttocks giving her ass no coverage. It looked like she was wearing a thong!

"There's no hiding that big ol' thing, huh?" the blonde giggled.

Kristy was overflowing with joy as she watched the befuddled Wonder Woman stare at her reflection in dismay. It was almost jarring seeing the heroine out of her prideful red, white, and blue outfit and instead wearing something so indecent. Dressed like that her inspiring image would be easily supplanted by something more unwholesome. Now all Kristy had to do was get as many people to see her as possible.