Not Quite

The story quickly becomes busy, and while I get sometimes when I'm not being actively played with, I don't get a chance to relax either. Many of the shoppers notice me, and those that do tend to grope, fondle, caress, or otherwise grab at me in some way. Some of them rub themselves against me or seek to have a photo taken against me. My exposed breasts, combined with the pleated micro skirt, must be a draw for them.

I manage to keep myself still, however. None of them except I’m anything but a well-made mannequin. I have no desire to disabuse them of the notion, partly from the bet, and partly due to the I’m not sure how they would react if they did find out.

Eventually, the dating pair comes back. I hear her sigh, saying to him, “We found the same clothes, but what she had on feels different to me somehow than everything else in the store. . . even the exact outfit does not carry the same desire for me.”

After a moment's silence, he calmly replied, “It's ok... I’m sure they would be willing to let us buy it off of it. Soon, she walks in front of me, and casually pulls the top off me, handing it casually back to him. It's not long after that I feel her pull the pleated skirt down and off, giving her a clear view of my shaved pussy. She reaches out and rubs her hand along its exposed surface once, and I have to fight just to keep from gasping as her finger softly touched my shaved mound.

It only lasted a moment, but the desire was quickly welling in me for more, to gasp or make a loud sound. I held myself still, as she rubbed her hand along my shaved pussy, ending with her finger on my clit, before she pulled the skirt off completely, straightened up and passed it back to him also.

She walked around me then, and they kissed before making their way to pay for their latest accusation. I almost gasp in relief as they left me there, but dared not to make a sound, or draw any attention to myself.

I stand there, and once more naked from head to toe, on full display for all to me. I manage to stand still, despite being stared at by people around me; from outside of the store, and those within.