Take the shirt and shorts

Without thinking, your hands latch on to the tiny shirt and shorts as you pull the shirt down over your head, Crassle smiling as you struggle with the stretchy material and ridiculously short shorts, his eyes still raking over your body as you finally cover yourself.

The white material covers your ample bosom for the most part, but your entire torso is exposed. The button on the shorts is clearly straining, and the material sticks to your ass like a second skin. Two belts would almost cover more area around the middle of your body then these shorts are, but after some flexing, it feels like you can walk in them.

He hands you a pair of running shoes to complete the high school teeny bopper look, and you tie them on and follow him out of the changing room, male eyes following your lewdly exposed body as you exit the store. You feel the cool air of the mall on your torso and long legs, becoming more aware of how much of your body you're really showing.

"I think we need to relax for a bit." Crassle says as he leads you down the aisle of the mall, letting you see the neon lights and sounds of where he intends to take you next, and you gulp heavily.

You've stopped in front of the arcade, and you know there will be nothing but guys in here. Virgins, geeks, and frat boys who'd love nothing more then to ogle a 18 year old wearing short shorts with her breasts threatening to spill out of her top. With most of your smooth stomach and long legs showing, every eye in the gaming area will be on you, watching every movement of your body in hope of seeing something they're not supposed to, which is something your ill fitting garments do very well.

Your nipples harden in anticipation as Crassle pulls you into the noise and darkness....