Jaclyn's pretty doll

Sagira swallows nervously as he looks into Jaclyn's emerald eyes. "I, I don't mind being your doll for a little longer. You have such great taste in clothing and..." He turns slightly, touching her hand on his arm with his other hand. "..." His eyes glance down at her full, downward-turned lips before looking into her eyes again. "I feel comfortable with you taking the lead here, Jaclyn." Her bottom lip quivers. "Oh?" She looks off to the side, anxiously nibbling on her bottom lip. "In that case, I have something I would love to see you in, Sagira."

He tilts his head slightly as she vacates the changing room. 'I hope she doesn't ask me to completely strip.' Several minutes go by before she comes back in with a bright pink dress covered in silvery gems. It was so long that the bottom of the dress touched the floor when hung on the door's hook. "I know it would be a pain to clean, but I think you would make this dress look amazing." He blinks several times. 'Wow, this is not what I expected.' Upon closer inspection it looked like something worn by a Barbie doll.

She smiles. "Please try it on." He nods slightly with a little smirk upon his face. "All right, but you owe me." She playfully smiles. "I promise to make it worth your while." She winks before leaving the dressing room. Heat rushes to his cheeks. 'Okay. T-that was a clear hit on me, right?' He shakes his head before quickly changing into this new dress. It perfectly fits his form, accentuating his hips and breasts. It was a bit tight, making his cleavage and hips more enticing than normal.

While attempting to put it on the first time, he had to tuck his erection in between his legs. It felt uncomfortable, but he didn't want Jaclyn to see it. 'Ugh, I can't believe I'm doing this...' His mind was racing a mile a minute. He wanted to make a good impression on Jaclyn. So much so that it was now causing him a bit of pain. 'Is this what women go through to impress their dates?' He wondered while adjusting the spaghetti straps of the dress. He turns slowly around, noticing the dress was dragging a foot or so on the floor, spreading out from just above his knees.

He blinks as he looks at himself in the body length mirror. 'Fuck... She took my words to heart. I look like a doll.' His eyes ran slowly along his body. His dick began to throb. 'It's just me. Yes, Jaclyn made me look good, but it's still me.' There is a sudden knock on the door before her voice calls out to him. "Are you dressed? May I come in? Or do you need a hand?" He turns slightly, but the tightness of the dress sends him tumbling to the ground with a thud. Everything was distorted for a few seconds before Jaclyn's face came into view. "Are you okay?"

She was knelt next to him. Her right hand gently caressing his left cheek. "Are you hurt? How many fingers am I holding up?" She asks, lifting three fingers on her left hand. He groans softly. "I see three fingers. I'm pretty sure I'm fine." He gently rubs the back of his head. "I'm not used to moving in a dress like this..." She shakes her head. "They aren't really made for moving around. Just looking pretty and sexy, like you." Heat rushed to his cheeks before turning slightly away. "You're just saying that..."

She looks out toward the hall before looking back at him. "No, you're really pretty. Gorgeous even." She looks over his face. "I bet you have the boys eating out of your hand." He cringes at that thought. "God, I hope not. I mean, I'm not into guys..." She stifles a laugh before biting her bottom lip while glancing down at his round lips. "Well, in that case. Are you free around 5 p.m.?" He blinks then slightly nods. "Yeah, why?" She coyly smiles. "What if I offered to take you out for dinner, Sagira? As an apology for all of this."

He blinks as his cheeks grow warm. "Uh, um, sure. I'd love to." She brightly smiles. "Great. Meet me in front of the store at five and we'll take a cab there." He tilts his head slightly. "Okay. Sounds good." She stands up, bending over to offer him a hand. "First we'll need to get you off the floor." He nervously giggles. "True..." She pulls him up after he takes her hand. It was at that moment that he noticed that she was a little shorter than him. Although they currently were at the same eye level, he noticed that she was wearing kitten heels.

When he glanced down, his eyes naturally migrated to her breasts. 'I would love to motorboat those beauties...' She softly coughs, snapping him out of his daze. He blinks before looking up into her eyes. "I noticed you were wearing kitten heels. They look nice. Where did you get them?" Her left eyebrow lifts before she smirks. "I got them here." Her lips purse as she glances at his cleavage for a split second. "Nice save though." She playfully winks before stepping back, looking at the dress hanging on his form. "You really make this dress look good."

He nervously looks down, glancing up at her from time to time. "Thanks. I think you look good too." His hands move toward his crotch and clutch one another as his arms accidentally press his breasts together. "I'm glad you think it looks good on me." She gently bites her bottom lip. "Very much so." The rest of their time together felt like a blur as time whizzed by. Before he knew it, he decided to take the first dress she chose for him, several bras and boyshorts in assorted colors, two pairs of blue jeans, two comfortable tops, and two pantsuits one red and one green.

After paying for his new clothing, he took a taxi home. However, his mind was focused on Jaclyn the entire way home. 'I wonder where she'll take me for dinner.' He looks at the tall buildings while thoughts of different restaurants came to mind. Where will she take him for dinner? A high-end establishment, local diner, or a fast-food chain?