Something cute but revealing.

An hour later you hear Emily's hesitant steps on the stairs. She pauses on the landing before finally coming all the way down.

She's wearing the items you picked out for her: A pair of pink silk stockings held up by a garterbelt, matching panties, a pair of pink slippers with modest heels, and a barely-there pink negligée that she clutches with her hand in a vain attempt to keep it closed over her chest. Her hair is held back in a ponytail by a pink silk ribbon.

"Is... is this all of it?"

You give her a big smile, then nod.

"Yes, that's it. And it looks so good on you, very pretty."

Emily blushes, but she can't suppress a smile.

"Thank you, auntie Gina." She fidgets a bit, still holding the diaphonous material of the negligée closed over her breasts.

You tilt your head. "Emily, surely you've seen how sex pets are dressed before?"

She quickly nods, blushing again in the most adorable way.

"It just... it feels different wearing it myself. It's like... like I'm more naked than when I'm naked."

You smile at her again.

"That's the whole point, sweetie."

She shakes herself, finally opening her hand to let the negligée fall open, her small perky breasts shifting in and out of full view as she moves.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm just about done. Just sit down and get ready to dig in."

You've prepared a salad with chicken and cheese along with bread and a light white wine. Emily hesitates to drink before you tell her that you checked with her mother that she thought it was okay.

"Besides, you're eighteen now." You give her a wink and she gives you a blushing smile.