Thankfully, She Has No Backbone

Ultimately, your arguments won out. Between Kaori’s own yearnings and your honeyed words, you soon had her dolled up in the new outfit that you’d bought for her. You even gave her a little purse to swing over her shoulder. The petite asian struck different poses in front of the mirror, face scrunching with concern.

You had to admit, she really did look like a prostitute this way. Granted, you’d never seen a prostitute with such large glasses before. It made her look a little silly.

“Mph. Are you s-sure I need to wear this? Like, uhm, sure sure? It’s all just so…agh. It’s so not me. {if Female = true}I don’t even think I’ve ever seen you go out in something like this…{endif}”

She looked deeper into the mirror, staring at her own transformed appearance.

“I suppose…I suppose it could help. I mean, when I think about, you know, actually telling him why I was there…I get all nervous. But, if I was dressed like this…mph…I don’t think I’d have to…”{if Romantic = true}

(Romantic) You silenced her monologue with a long, drawn out kiss on the lips. As the kiss broke, you brushed a hand over her cheek and asked her to do this for you. You promised her that if she wore this to the date, it would make you so {if Male = true}hard{endif}{if Female = true}wet{endif}. That you wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about her.

In a way, it almost made the task sound romantic. Something shameful that she was doing for her sake. That was a framing that held a natural sway with Kaori. The more you assured her, the more her hesitations melted away.

“If it’s for you, darling…”{endif}{if Female = true}{if Normal = true}

(Female/Normal) You were **** to get her over the line from “maybe to yes”. Without thinking, you promised to buy an outfit like this for yourself. Not to wear out maybe. However, if she wore this to date, you’d slut yourself up for her in a similair way.

“Mph…I think…I think I’d like that…”{endif}{endif}

It took a great deal of effort, but eventually your wife accepted. You had to employ every method of pleading and persuasion that you’d learned worked on her. All of it was for a worthy cause. When your wife went to meet with her date, she was going to be doing it dressed as provocatively as you hoped.

Afterwards, you went to the kitchen to start on dinner while your wife dressed back into normal clothes. Once you were alone, you were overcome with giddy glee. He was going to fuck her so so hard if he saw her wearing that. God…