“Ok, this has gone too far now” Alex said as he looked into the full length mirror at his current form on his girlfriends body, he was currently her entire outfit after ending an argument with her. Emily pretended to ignore what he said, she simply ran her hand down the side of her body, feeling the soft satin of the blouse and the slick leather of her skirt
“Emily?” Alex tried again to get her attention “You were not serious were you?” he asked a little worried, their argument ended on less than ideal terms
Emily put her hand on her hip and looked sternly at the blouse “Deadly” she replied to then went back to fluffing her hair to give it a little volume
“It was just a heat of the moment thing, I didn’t mean any of it and I hope you didn’t too” the outfit pleaded with her, Alex hoped that she was making a show of it.
“You don’t trust me Alex, you never have” Emily said with a little anger “and now im just sick of it” she said calming down a little bit “I would never dream of cheating on you, but all you think is that every time I go out all I want is to pull other guys because of the clothes I wear” she said as she pulled open her make up bag and started to apply some cosmetics “..constantly checking up on me and not letting me just have fun” she said finishing her foundation.
“Emily..” Alex was shocked by what she was saying “I love you, I know I can be clingy”
Emily laughed “Clingy? You’re suffocating me Alex” she said as she picked up her eye liner and started to apply it “And what was that word you used? Hmm? Slut!” she said sternly
“I didn’t mean it..” Alex meekly said
“You did!” she said angrily pointing the eye pencil to the blouse in the mirror “You were always worried about what I might do, well guess what?” she said looking at the outfit “I’m down a boyfriend and up a sexy outfit that will allow me to achieve what you always feared” she said with a smirk
“No..you can’t” Alex pleaded
“Yeah, your right..” Emily said with a sigh, Alex was delighted to hear this, but was soon crushed “..somethings just missing” she said as she was tapping her bare lips with her index finger, a cheeky smile creeping in
Before he could say anything Alex found himself becoming very aroused, he felt his penis growing as if it was getting an erection, he looked down at his skirt in the mirror and was surprised as it started to bulge out due to a small circular object, Alex was relieved; she was turning him back!
The buldge looked much smaller than he expected, but he knew it was definitely his penis because he could feel it growing from his tights but before he could question anything it had dropped from the bottom of the skirt and Alex watched as it hit the floor with a clank, causing him to tighten up slightly in pain
Emily giggled as she bent down to pick up the object, holding it up in front of her blouse “Found it!” she said referring to the missing item
“Thats.. not my penis” Alex said confused by the sensations he was feeling
“Not with that attitude” Emily said as she popped the cap off the object in front of her exposing the shaded lipstick to the air
“That is my penis!” Alex exclaimed “Emily Please don–” Alex managed to get out before cutting himself off with his own moans as Emily started to twist the bottom of the lipstick exposing more of Alex’s penis
“Perfect colour for the night too” she said with a giggle, but before Alex could see the colour he exploded into the bed orgasm of his life as she started to apply the lipstick; Emily chuckled as she heard his pathetic moans due to being brought to climax.
Once she finished applying the lipstick Emily twisted the bottom back and replaced the cap, ceasing Alex’s arousal and moans “Finished?” she asked her outfit “This is the first time I have actually been happy for you to cum on my face” she said as she puckered her lips a few times
For the first time after orgasming Alex saw the shade she was wearing “Red..” he meekly blurted out
“Yep!” Emily said excitedly “you know how naughty I can get when I wear red” she said with a wink to her blouse “You ready?” She asked but didn’t receive an answer; the outfit hand already accepted its fate for the night