Micro Slingshot Bikini

I watch as she puts a nano-slingshot bikini on me. A single line of cloth, small enough that it slips into my shaved mound inner folds even as she dresses me up, goes up to about waist level, branching out into thin lines to my nipples, which the thin fabric just barely covers at all, before going back up to around my neck. I see in the mirror a similar thin thread going behind me, straight up from between my ass cheeks and straight up to my neck. The dark fabric of the slingshot bikini stands out even more against my light-coloured skin. Far more of me is being put on display than I would have expected, and I see more than a few guys pay attention to it. I can clearly see men make wolf whistles at me from the other side of the glass, and I hear a few young ladies either buying or being suggested by friends, to buy a slingshot like 'that hottie is wearing '

Eventually, a pair of guys and a gal come in. The guys stand on either side of her and start telling her how hot she would look wearing it. I feel their hands touching me, as they explained how wonderful she'd feel wearing it, and how good she'd look in it. She giggles and eventually relents, promising to wear it for them. It's not much later she comes out of one of the changing rooms before they buy it for her. They place what she had been wearing in a backpack, before walking out of the Boutique. I see the pair grope her, causing her to laugh as they make their way down the street.

Not long after, a trio of young ladies comes in and starts touching the fabric of my micro-slingshot. The pair gropes and prods me, faking to kiss me on the lips and running their hands over me. After a few minutes, one of them whispers into my ear, "Some naughty little slut is about to find out what it's like to be on display with nothing at all." As I wonder why she says that, I feel them pull my bikini off, walking it casually over to check out and ringing it up. I watch as one of them buys it, and soon they are all dressed in matching slingshot bikinis. Their clothes stowed, and they leave, having fun at my nakedness. I remain still, enjoying the attention, whille wondering how long it would be before somebody notices my newly undressed state.