Yes, maybe a bit toooo quickly?

"Damn... these look too good to pass up, maybe i could sell them if i want to" You muse.

'Fuck it, i need something to wear around here if nothing else. Why would i carry clothes when i am naked and not wear them?'

Starting at the start, you pick up the panty, find the front then quickly slide it up your legs. Its ridiculously small, but not too small. You struggle a little to slide it over your toned thighs and up against your butt and crotch. Its feels really tight and you seat it around your waist, but then you feel the back part of it slide up your cheeks on their own, turning the panty into a thong.

'Mmmm..'

You quietly moan as the panty seemingly moulds itself to your crotch tightly, outlining your pussy very clearly. You look down and blush a little.

'Well at least i'm not naked any more... i suppose'

Smirking a little you pick up the corset next and look at it again. You think once its buttoned up it would stop just above your navel. Satisfied, you unbutton it from the center of the waist all the way up to the collar and slip your arms into it. It takes a little manoeuvring around but eventually you have it against your back, your breasts finally holstered and the buttons done up.

It feels cool... and nice.

You moan a little again, brushing your hands over your now covered breasts and squeeze them a little. The corset seems to accommodate them very well while keeping tight just above and below them, and around your neck.

'Me likes..'

You look down and notice your nipples have hardened within their new confines. Evidently they like their new home too. It's tight, just like the panties.

Next to go on are the shoes, you bend down, tightening your panties over your pussy a little more as you place each of your feet through the closed loop of each shoe and sit them on your feet securely. Standing back up they felt great although you are unsure how practical they would be.

Lastly are the gloves. You pick them up and take a few moments to slip your hands into them. They are also tight but very comfortable. You hold your now blackened hands up and smile while you admire their new sheen. They seem to shrink a little, forming around your fingers and hands.

You move your hands over your newly clothed body, drinking in the sensation of the yummy tightness now covering you here and there, even glancing down over your shoulder to see your perky thick butt and how your new thong looks. Your smile widens.