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Chapter 7 by gaminggurl gaminggurl

Charlotte's next move? or the Thongs?

To the closet

Watery eyes and grumbling, Charlotte goes to her closet and starts picking through her cloths. Most of what she owns is pretty simple and conservative. She hears the thong tsk. ~Honestly… Don’t you own some better cloths? Well we’ll just have to make do. Pick up the scissors you dropped before.~

“Why? What do we need scissors for?” Reluctantly she picks them up, holding them at arm’s length like they’re going to burn her.

~We’re going to ‘edit’ your cloths. Now. Pretty girl like you, you did bring a two piece I hope?~

Charlotte nods. “It’s in my suit case.”

~Good! We’ll get to that later. For now I want you to start by making all your shorts and skirts into minis.~

“But! That will ruin them! Some of those closed hundreds! You can’t be serious!”

~Oh I am. Next time buy cheaper cloths! Get to work.~

“But-!” The rest of Charlotte’s sentence is cut off as she feels a finger stroke up and down her labia. “Okay.” She feels it again. “I said okay!” Charlotte starts by cutting her least favorite skirt (an army green layered skirt) at the knee. She’s barely through the first cut when she feels her punt open like a pair of fingers being inserted deep into her. “WHAT! I’m cutting it!”

~Higher.~ Charlotte moved the scissor’s up another inch. ~Higher!~ Pouting, Charlotte went up another five inches. ~That’s better!~

It took time but Charlotte continued to cut up all her skirts, pants and dresses. The thong made her cut all the pants right up to the crotch.

What's next?

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