Not a thing to wear

~Okay that’s part one. Now I want you to get all your blouses together! Quickly now!” to make its point, Charlotte feels a slight poking on her anus. It’s all the prompting Charlotte needs. She grabs every blouse and top in her closet and puts them on the bed. ~Good. Now throw them out the window.~

“No way! These are my best-” She gasps as she gets a feeling of a hand grabbing and squeezing her ass before giving it a smack. Charlotte rushes to the window, then grabs all her cloths and throws them outside.

~That’s the spirit! Now put on that first skirt you cut up and your bikini top.~ Whimpering, Charlotte puts on the green skirt and her bikini top which is a purple halter. She looks at herself in the mirror and doesn’t recognize the woman looking back at her. ~That’s better. Now you look like a good little whore! Shall we go out?~