Snow White

It was a slutty snow white costume. It consisted of a blue corset with yellow piping and puffy sleeves. The skirt was yellow and scandalously short. The mannequin the outfit was adorning also wore a black wig with a red bow, and white stockings with bows on the thighs. The outfit was completed by a pair of glossy black Mary Janes.

Katie started to back away, thinking of running, but for each step she took her pussy got a little hotter. The Snow White outfit was starting to look really sexy to her. The thought of the corset hugging her curves got her wet. Unaware she was doing it, she started to approach the mannequin. When she reached out and ran her hand up the corset, her hips began involuntarily grinding. She was starting to moan out loud. She knew she had to do something fast before she started cumming in the middle of the store, so she grabbed the outfit and ran to a dressing room.

Once inside, she stared at herself in the mirror, trying to regain control of herself.

"Now, now slut" the ring said, "you were doing so well. Just put on your new outfit like a good girl."

When Katie didn't move to follow the orders she had been given, the ring said "very well".

Katie braced herself against what she knew was coming, but knew it was useless. Her skin became very sensitive. So sensitive that her clothes against her body felt like she was being stroked with satin. The bra encasing her breasts steady embrace now felt like a sensuous squeezing, so much so that they had been reduced to quivering mounds of sensation. She couldn't take this. Her own hair tickling across the back of her neck was making her gasp out loud. She knew it was what the ring wanted, but she had **** but to strip.

The sensations didn't recede as she undressed, resulting in more sexual moans as she took her shirt off. Once she was naked the sensations increased. The currents in the air, before barely noticable, were now invasive. She tried to cover her wet pussy with her hands, but the contact resulted in an instantaneous, monstrous orgasm.

"Better get dressed before you make me angry whore".

She was gasping for breath, and the air across her lips was more than she could stand. She picked up the wig, and put it on. She pulled on the corset but left it untightened, and pulled up the skirt.

"Good girl" the ring said. As it did, the sensations dropped to a managable level. She pulled up her stockings and put on the glossy black shoes. She started to put on her panties but dropped them immediately when she felt the lust coming on. She looked at herself in the mirror, than to the ring and asked "what now"?

The ring didn't answer. A strange sensation of movement came from the wig she was wearing, but before she could investigate it, the corset began tightening at a rapid pace. Satisfied laughter came from the ring. Katie watched helplessly as the corset moulded her body into into a sexual parody of itself.

"You may have to put the clothes on, but I decide if they ever come off", the ring said.

Katie tugged on the wig, but it seemed to have become attached to her, bow and all. The costume seemed to be adjusting itself, but before she could worry about that someone pounded on the changing room door.

"Closing time" a gruff male voice called out. "If you're buying something, now's the time".

"What an opportunity", the ring said. "Want to see if you can work off what you owe"?

Katie could feel the lust coming back.