The fitting

Emma was expecting something a bit more traditional or something with more coverage but when she was in the fitting room and saw what was a leotard onesie her heart dropped.

“Any problems in there, darling?” The voice of the very eccentric and mastermind tailor for every super in the country.

“Uh no…just curious if maybe I was missing some pieces of my costume…” Emma said as she held up the rather form fitting costume.

“Not all at. I promise everything you need was left in the changing room. Please no more dilly dallying so I can see if anything needs to be tailored!” The excited voice said from behind the door.

Emma trusted that the world class designer knew what she was doing so she stripped out of her civilian clothes and was down to her white bra and panties. She attempted to slip on the leotard that felt skin tight and was feeling that her underwear was definitely getting in the way. Like clockwork the voice on the other side of the door spoke:

“No undergarments, darling! This suit needs direct contact with your flawless skin to be truly perfect!”

Emma groaned as she stripped once more and discarded her undergarments. She slipped on the leotard and actually felt the difference. She looked in the mirror and grimaced to see just how much of her voluptuous ass was on display. (How the fuck am I supposed to be taken seriously like this…) Emma practically screamed as the door opened to her changing room.

“Enough dawdling! Ah you look like perfection, darling!” The tiny woman said with her stylistic bob.

“Why is so much of my butt on display…” Emma asked with flushed cheeks. “How come I don’t have a skirt or at least shorts?”

The woman pinched the bridge of her nose as she groaned. “Darling what is your super power?”

Emma felt embarrassed by the question as she answered timidly, “Super kicks?”

“Yes and by having the perfect glutes completely uncovered, it allows for the fullest range of motion plus you don’t have to worry about shredding any clothing in the process like previous situations…” the small woman said tapping her foot in annoyance.

Emma chuckled as she changed her tone and smiled. “I am extremely grateful for your work. I just am a bit shy of showing skin…”

“Oh darling…with an ass like yours, you should have no fear of having those buns on display,” she said reaching up and giving her butt a resounding slap. “Now away with you and I’ll send you my bill.”