Wardrobe Change

"With this body, no man can resist me." Lauren stated out loud. She didn't care if Delilah heard her, the frail old woman was well past her prime anyway. Yet, she had a weird expression on her face, telling Lauren 'You'll regret it.' 'Fuck that' Lauren thought, a body like this needs some fine threads.

"Oh, Delilah." Lauren chirps. "I wish for a brand new wardrobe, full of the best fasions. Be a dear, and make it happen." Granting her wish, Delilah was proud to serve her master, even though her master has turned out to be a pompous, arrogant, pretentious brat.

Inspecting her new wardrobe, Lauren finally found the outfit showcasing the new her. a low cut white halter top with a black lace trim, doubling as just a hammock for her oversized breasts peeking out from behind the barely transparent fabric, complete with tight black mini jean shorts, showing off her plump firm ass.

Lauren happily stepped into her new expensive silver encrusted leather peeptoe sandals with a gold netting encasing the each foot, and strutted out the front door.