Assistance Alterations

Standing in the clothing shop's front window, I felt the freeze from the AC upon my exposed skin as I held myself still. Standing as a mannequin, I still could not believe I was being paid to do this. I noticed people pointing at staring, and several laughing as they walk into the shop, and I didn't need to ask why; while they remembered to put clothing on me this time, the top was adjusted the sides, and the mini-skirt placed high enough to leave me exposed.

Standing still, I soon hear a moment from behind me, though to my surprise, it's not another guest... As he moves around me, I notice a name tag on his shirt...Scott. Holding still, I hear Scott walking around me, scrutinizing me closely before calling, "Hey, Sheila.. want me to pick out different sizes for the display... the items seem to be the right side 'n all.

There's a pause, during which he gives one of my best a boop, then a pinch. "Interesting... feels real," he comments to himself, before placing his palm on the underside of my right breast. Holding myself still, he focuses on me, but is soon interrupted by Sheila, whose voice calls back, "Sure, have at it." With that, he steps away and off, leaving me to resist, letting out a sigh, releasing how turned-on I've become.

Hearing him walk around, I feel my anticipation grow as I wait. I notice someone point and giggle outside the window, pointing at her boyfriend and giggling. They comment back and forth, amused, before walking into the shop. Just as they walk in, I hear Scott moving behind me. I manage not to gasp as he pulls the skirt off of me, leaving me exposed for a bit, which seems to pass slowly before he pulls on his replacement skirt, though it was a bit too large... before the skirt was placed too high, and my mound was on display below its hem.

But now, his skirt dropped downward, stopping only once my shaved mound was exposed above Scott's chosen mini-skirt. Chuckling, I then felt him grabbing at my top, casually removing it, causing my breast to bounce gently as the sheer fabric was pulled off. Topless now, I could keenly feel the AC on my body, topless before the world. After a seconds-long wait, I felt another top finally being added, though the top was tiny... it nearly fit around me to sinch into place, and even then, he had to tie it off before my breasts to get it to stay.

The new top fit snuggly alright... under my breasts, making it a push-up of sorts, while leaving the entirety of my breasts exposed to the world. Holding myself still, I felt him adjusting the top, bouncing my ample bosom up and down each time, and thus giving anyone nearby a show, and with my exposed nipples, giving them something fun to focus on.

I manage not to make a sound, holding in place as he moves the new articles around. Feeling his hands keenly, I also felt my body move with him, before suddenly stopping, pausing as he steps around, looking me over closely, giving my top a quick tug here, a quick twirl of my skirt there, Finany happy, he pats me softly on my waist, dropping down to my ass as he walks off on my left.

Left exposed, my mis-sided clothes left me, for all practical purposes, exposed to the world. Left as an example of why, to get one's size verified at the shop prior to buying anything, I hold myself still, even as I'm left exposed before the world, as a drop of moisture rolls down my right thigh...