Mackenzie's costume change

Mackenzie peeks out from behind a flimsy canvas screen, looking nervous. Amanda is sitting with Suzanne and the other theatre students in the costume room of the drama department, laughing and gossiping as they wait for the redhead to emerge.

"I'm really not sure about this," she says.

"It's okay, Mackenzie. Trust me. That's the costume for you."

"Can't I just stay here?"

"What's the point of borrowing a costume from the drama department if you can't go out in public with it?"

"But this... are you sure?"

"I told you, Mack. It'll be fine."

"Oh, okay," says Mackenzie, promptly stepping out from behind the screen. The frilly skirt of her pretty new French maid outfit barely comes halfway down her thighs, and the cleavage is cut so low that there's a serious risk of popping out. It's clearly too small, but the power of hypnosis prevents her from noticing. She does a little twirl, her skirt flying out. "How do I look?"

"Great," says Amanda, as Suzanne and all the boys gawk. "Being a maid really suits you."

"Thanks!"

"We were lucky to find this place. Otherwise..." Amanda pauses, trying to find a natural way to work the word into conversation. "Well, it's better than walking around naked." A little ****, she thinks, but Mackenzie's sudden squeal tells her it doesn't matter. A blush springs to the redhead's cheeks, and she begins to fidget, one hand tugging her cleavage up as the other tries to get the skirt lower than it can possibly go.

"Uh, Amanda... don't you think it's a little small, though? Pretty sure they had it in a larger size..."

"Nope. Couldn't find one."

"I thought I saw some full-length ballgowns back there..."

"Those are for display purposes only. If you stole one," says Amanda, thinking on her feet, "you'd go to jail."

"Oh," sayd Mackenzie, letting her hands fall to her sides, though she clearly wants nothing more than to cover herself up. The boys of the drama club are watching her with great interest, and Suzanne is staring hungrily at her legs. "Thank you for looking out for me, Amanda."

"No problem. Hey, since we're here, why don't we do a little drama exercise?"

"I guess?"

"It's a great idea. All you have to do is pretend that I'm invisible."