Rosa slowly stirred from her deep sleep and stretched her arms above her head as she arched her back and yawned. She opened her eyes and relaxed for a moment as she allowed herself to slowly clear her head and wake up. As she laid there peacefully and pondered what lay ahead for the day she couldn't help but think back over the last few days and the many promising events that had occurred recently. It had been four days since she had been rewarded by her efforts to get Terry's breasts to lactate, and her overall plans for Terry had begun to truly materialize. Four nights ago Terry's engorged tits finally began to lactate, slowly at first, and only producing a very small amount of milk, but increasing with every nightly session until each breast was now producing more than half-a-cup of milk each. She was very careful to drain each breast of every drop and then she would continue to nurse for several more minutes each time in order to build up a higher demand for the precious fluid. Although it hadn't happened yet, she was sure that it would only be a matter of time before the milk production grew to such proportions that Terry would soon realize the ultimate changes in her new breasts other than the obvious physical growth.
Rosa had also begun to tease Terry's body in other ways in order to completely break her down. She started to use a larger suction cup on Terry's nipples that completely covered her newly enlarged areola and was now transforming the unsuspecting woman's nipples even more. The effect it was having on Terry's nipples was amazing. Her nipples had already been engorged to almost twice their normal size by the effects of the pump, and with her ever-growing breasts stretching and expanding to more than two full cup sizes from their original C-cup, due to the lactation medication, Terry's areola had also stretched slightly. They were now more than an inch and a half in diameter to match the thick nubs of her perpetually erect nipples that poke out like fingertips from the tops of her mountainous tits. The larger suction cup was now making the entire areola puff up and rise up from the surface flesh of Terry's tits almost half an inch producing a very noticeable ridge around the entire diameter of her areola in relation to the rest of her breast. The effect was astonishing as Rosa watched with great enthusiasm as Terry's tits became larger and sexier and even more mouthwatering than she could've ever hoped for.
Rosa was not content with just torturing Terry's chest and had begun to use the pump on other body parts as well when she noticed how effective it was. After a little research she began applying it to Terry's clitoris and relished in the results it was having on that sensitive tip of flesh as well. She would uncover Terry's engorged clit and spread a numbing cream on it before attaching the pump to it for 15-20 minute intervals throughout the nightly sessions. After several days the pump was producing similar effects on Terry's clitoris as it too began to slowly grow and expand noticeably. She was sure by the effect it was producing on Terry's perpetually flowing vagina that the older woman would've been thrashing about wildly had she not been using the numbing cream beforehand.
One last procedure that Rosa used to condition Terry was to dip her fingers into her pussy and smear the sleeping woman's lips with her sweet juice in order to get her accustomed to the taste. She made sure to smear it particularly thick on her upper lip, just under her nostrils, so the sleeping woman would be breathing in Rosa's sweet, pungent odor all night long. Rosa hoped that Terry would soon begin to establish a connection between the erotic sensations her body was experiencing with her scent at least on an unconscious level. There was no scientific background to support any such conclusion, but she hoped that with a little sensory training Terry would react to her pussy much in the same way Pavlov's dog drooled when it heard a bell ringing. She wasn't sure if it would help to make Terry's submission any easier, but she didn't want to miss out on an opportunity to gain as much advantage over the unsuspecting woman as she could.
Rosa finally got out of bed and stopped momentarily to admire herself in front of her full-length dressing mirror. She turned and twisted her youthful body so she could get a good look at her womanly curves at all angles and she was not disappointed. Will Terry ever learn to like me she thought to herself. I'm young, smart and have a killer body that most anyone would desire male or female, but will Terry? She had grown so attached to Terry over the last few months that becoming both physically and emotionally involved with the older woman was no longer just a desire, but a need to her. Rosa stayed up many long nights thinking about everything that she has done with Terry and all of the deception, but she felt confident that if it worked to develop a good, solid relationship between the two women then the end would more than justify the means. She just grew more and more impatient with everyday that passed without a mutual declaration of their love for one another. Rosa hoped that she would not have to wait much longer.
Rosa walked into the bathroom and noticed Terry's light was on so she peered through the slightly open door and saw Terry reading a book in bed. She could tell that Terry had been up for a while, especially considering how restless her sleep has been for the last several weeks. It was obvious that Terry was distracted and anxious, as she was every morning, even though she had stopped taking the Viagra medication since the prescription ran out several days ago. Rosa knew about it, but did not do anything about it because Terry insisted that she not renew the prescription because she was not convinced that it was working completely. Rosa decided to let nature take its course from now on and figured that if necessary she could always convince Terry that the medication was vital to her improvement and then get the prescription renewed. She was pleasantly surprised to see that Terry's body was so high-strung from all of the sexual teasing that it was no longer necessary to keep her on the medication any way.
"Good morning," chimed Rosa cheerfully.
"Good morning Rosa!" beamed Terry happily when she saw that her good friend was finally awake.
"Do you have any plans for today?" asked Rosa.
"No, nothing as of yet," responded Terry. "I mean its not like I can really go out any where without anything to wear. Nothing fits me any more! Not even your mother's bras fit my fat chest."
"Well maybe we'll have to do something about that this morning," replied Rosa confidently. "Why don't you find something to wear and when I get out of the shower we'll go into town and find you some new clothes and get you custom fitted for a bra that fits you properly. Sound like a plan?"
"Could we?" implored Terry. "I've just got to do something productive today. All I've been doing lately is moping around this house feeling sorry for myself."
"All right, then it's a plan," said Rosa. "I'll be ready in a few minutes." Rosa smiled broadly and then disappeared inside the bathroom and started the shower water.
Terry smiled to herself and quickly put the boring book down as she felt her heart begin to race in anticipation of spending the day shopping with Rosa. She couldn't explain it or understand it, but she had grown so close to the young girl over the last few weeks and she felt herself being slowly drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Rosa was so sweet and so innocent and so caring that Terry truly felt honored to know her and call her a friend. Regardless of their age difference there was a special connection between the two women and it seemed to grow stronger each and every day they spent together. At first Terry was afraid of her feelings for Rosa because they seemed so new and so strange to her mainly because they seemed to be more physical than emotional. These last several weeks, however, have shown her that they are more than just feelings of physical attraction, but real, deep emotional bonds were growing. Their friendship was one of the strongest and most rewarding relationships that she had ever experienced with another person other than her parents. Especially during this recent time where her whole world seemed to be turning upside down Rosa has been there for her and helped her get through it every day.
Terry got up and walked over to her closet and carefully looked through all of dresses and blouses, but just like every other day she could not find one that would fit over her massive chest. The dresses were so tight that even if she could zip up the back her breasts would be under so much strain that they would inevitably spill out over the front bodice. The blouses were no different because she would not be able to stretch the material enough in order to button up the front and she even popped many of the buttons off ruining the blouses that she did attempt to wear. On the few occasions that she had ventured out of the house recently she borrowed some of Carmen's bras and clothes, but even that was no longer an option. The only clothes that she still had that even remotely fit her were several t-shirts, but considering that she could not wear a bra it was nothing short of obscene for her to go out into public like that.
Terry sat down dejectedly and looked at her reflection in the large vanity mirror. How had her life come to this? Why were these embarrassing things happening to her? When were her breasts going to stop growing? It was like she was going through puberty all over again! She pulled open her robe and let it fall to her waist exposing her massive chest. Terry's eyes wandered all over the incredible, new breasts that stared back at her from her own chest. She couldn't even recognize them from what they looked like just a few weeks earlier. They were huge and round and full and completely out of place on her demure and innocent body! The nipples were also unrecognizable they were so engorged and puffy now. They seemed to be perpetually erect and stood out like hard points on the huge mounds of flesh. If she hadn't known any better she would've thought that someone snuck in one night and transplanted these huge new breasts onto her chest and took her own breasts and threw them away someplace where she'd never see them again. And yet despite the strangeness of everything she was experiencing she was somehow not entirely disgusted by her new appearance. She found herself staring at her chest for many long periods of time when she was alone and she was amazed and somewhat pleased with how they changed her overall appearance. She had always considered herself to be modestly attractive, but in a normal almost boring way. Now, however, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw a beautiful, voluptuous and sexy woman, someone she had never seen before, and in a strange and unsettling way she kind of liked her new look. She absentmindedly raised her hands to her chest and began to lightly trace her fingertips all around the large mounds as her eyes glazed over and her mind clouded over. Terry was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't hear the shower turn off or notice when Rosa walked into her room.
"Couldn't you find anything to wear?" asked Rosa as she stood off to one side of Terry.
"What? Oh, no, nothing will fit. I'm so embarrassed," replied Terry slightly startled to see Rosa standing beside her wrapped in only a towel.
"Not even any of my mother's things will fit anymore?" asked Rosa.
"Well, no, not really. At least none of her bras anyway," continued Terry solemnly. "I feel kind of weird trying on her clothes without her being around."
"I told you not to worry about that, didn't I?" explained Rosa. "I talked to mother again yesterday and she told me that you were more than welcome to wear anything of hers that you liked. She won't be home for another few days, but I assure you she will tell you the same thing in person when she gets home."
"Well, still, I just feel like such a burden," said Terry quietly.
"Were you checking yourself just now?" asked Rosa.
"Checking myself?" asked Terry nervously.
"Yes. Were you checking your breasts to make sure that they aren't hurting or anything like Dr. Cueva instructed?" asked Rosa.
"Oh, no, I was just thinking for a minute..." replied Terry embarrassed at the question.
"Terry! Now you know that you have to check your breasts every few days to make sure that they aren't having any adverse reactions to the medication," scolded Rosa like a concerned mother. "And I bet you haven't been using mother's skin cream on them either like she suggested? Well? Have you?"
Terry just looked down ashamed to meet Rosa's stare and shook her head.
"What am I going to do with you? Do I have to do everything?" scolded Rosa. "Now just wait here while I go get mother's skin cream and we'll check your breasts before we do anything else."
Terry watched Rosa turn and stomp out of her room with a determined air about her. She then returned her gaze to her reflection, but could not even look herself in the eyes because she knew that Rosa was right. All she did lately was complain and feel sorry for herself because of everything that was happening to her, but when it came to actually trying to do something positive about it and try to help her way through it she always seemed to lack the necessary effort. That was another thing that she was grateful to Rosa for because she always seemed to know what to do whenever she was in one of these funks. When she heard Rosa's bare feet padding down the hall she looked up to see her walk through the door and step up behind her chair holding the bottle of skin moisturizer in one hand.
"Now do you want to check your breasts or am I going to have to do it for you?" asked Rosa in a motherly tone.
Terry's embarrassment kept her from speaking up momentarily as her eyes darted back and forth between the reflection of her naked breasts and Rosa's stern look.
"Never mind. I'll just do it," said Rosa sternly as her eyes bore into Terry's. "I swear, Terry, sometimes you act like such a little child when it comes to things like this. Its for your own well being and yet you still act like you've some how been completely debilitated by this illness and you can't do anything for yourself."
"I know. I'm sorry for being so difficult," apologized Terry as her eyes dropped and she looked down unable to stare Rosa in the face.
"Its okay. I understand how confused all of this has made you," continued Rosa as she squirted a large dollop of lotion into the palm of her hand. "You know I'm here for you, and I'm glad to help you in any way I can."
"Thank you Rosa," answered Terry as she looked up momentarily. "I really do appreciate everything that you've done for me. I do. I really do."
"Well, you're very welcome," replied Rosa as she rubbed the lotion between both of her palms. "That's what friends are for, right?"
"Yes," said Terry as she watched Rosa lower her hands over her chest and begin to gently caress her huge breasts and massage the lotion into her warm skin.
"Now just concentrate on my hands and fingers and let me know if you feel any pain or discomfort, okay?" instructed Rosa as her skilled hands spread out and began to cover every inch of Terry's sensitive tits.
"Uh huh," answered Terry as every hair on her body suddenly rose up and stood on end.
Rosa spread the lotion all over Terry's tits in a very clinical way before she started to change her technique and thoroughly explore each mound with her experienced fingers. She used just her fingertips to trace every inch of Terry's breast flesh as she traced the large orbs in a circular motion starting around the outside edges and slowly moving toward the center. Terry's tits were so large now that Rosa used both hands to explore one breast at a time and kneaded the warm flesh like fresh bread dough. She pinched and squeezed and massaged Terry's right breast until she had properly covered every pore at least several times, but she carefully avoided the nipple as she watched it fill with blood and engorge itself until it was full and pronounced. The thick, inch-long tip pointed outward like a stiff eraser and the surrounding areola puffed out and rose up off of Terry's flesh as if the blood inside was pushing out so forcefully it was threatening to burst at any minute.
"Any pain yet?" asked Rosa softly as her fingers continued to torture Terry's breast.
"No pain," mumbled Terry as her eyes were riveted to the magical fingers that were kneading her breast so wonderfully.
"Then let's check your other breast," replied Rosa matter-of-factly as she quickly moved her hands to begin massaging Terry's left breast.
Rosa continued to work the soft flesh of Terry's other tit until it too had been thoroughly examined and probed by her incessant fingers. She looked on in awe as both of Terry's tits swelled and grew under her expert touch, and the nipples stood out fully erect and throbbed with every pulse of her heartbeat. Rosa then took just the tips of her index fingers and began to gently circle each areola while just allowing the edge of her fingers to rub up against the sides of Terry's pointed nubs without really touching them directly. She smiled to herself when she saw Terry's eyes begin to flutter and she involuntarily arched her back and thrust her tits into her hands in order to force Rosa to grab and pull on the stiff nubs more aggressively.
Terry watched Rosa's fingers circle her huge breasts and nipples in the reflection of the mirror, but was slowly losing her focus as her eyes began to glaze over as the incredible sensations in her breasts exploded throughout her chest and began to spread through her body. Her nipples were so taught and so stiff that she could actually feel them tighten and throb as she anticipated Rosa's fingers to move closer and finally hold them firmly in their grasp. After several more torturous minutes, and just when Terry didn't think she could stand it anymore, she gasped loudly when she felt Rosa's fingertips encircle both turgid nipples and pull on them ever so gently. Her eyes opened wide, and looked on to confirm what she had felt, and saw her nipples being pulled and twisted in between Rosa's incredible fingers. Terry's mouth fell open and allowed another loud gasp to escape as her nipples sent powerful electrical shocks throughout her heated flesh.
"Does this hurt, Terry?" asked Rosa softly as she leaned over and whispered into Terry's ear.
Terry's glazed eyes closed halfway as she struggled to look away from her chest and meet Rosa's eyes.
"Should I stop? Is this hurting you, Terry?" prodded Rosa as her fingertips continued to pull and twist the hardened points.
"No...please...no pain..." Terry managed to gasp.
Rosa smiled knowingly and then began to firmly grasp each engorged nipple and pull on it forcibly stretching it more and more with each pull. She continued to milk Terry's nipples like this for several minutes until she was pulling her entire tits up off of her chest and stretching them obscenely.
"Why don't you stand up so I can finish putting on this lotion?" prodded Rosa as she continued to assault Terry's tits.
Terry blindly obeyed Rosa's voice even though it was probably on a more unconscious level because she was quickly becoming consumed by the building orgasm that her breasts were generating. She shakily stood up and swayed back and forth in front of the small vanity table as Rosa now grabbed both huge breasts and began milking them from their wide base all the way up to the burning tips of her nipples.
"Why don't we lose this robe," whispered Rosa as she removed her hands from Terry's swollen tits just long enough to loosen the drawstring around her waste and allow Terry's robe to fall to the floor.
Rosa deftly loosened her towel and allowed it to fall off before she reattached her hands to Terry's amazing tits and continue the exquisite massage. She took another step forward and pressed her now naked tits into Terry's back and began to lightly drag her own hardened nipples across the older woman's back. Rosa felt Terry stiffen slightly when they first made contact, but then she could feel Terry lean back somewhat in order to maintain the contact.
"Lean forward, Terry," instructed Rosa softly. "Put your hands on the table and lean forward."
Terry did as she was instructed and bent over slightly at the waist so she could reach the table and support herself. Rosa quickly pushed aside the chair and then gently grabbed Terry's hips and pulled them back until Terry took two small steps backward. This forced Terry to lean over even more and thrust her ass upward slightly as her back arched in an effort to maintain her grip on the table. Rosa looked down appreciatively to see that Terry was wearing a silk thong that disappeared in between her firm ass cheeks. She grabbed the bottle of lotion and poured another generous amount of cream onto her palm before she rubbed her hands together to cover both of her hands thoroughly. Rosa then reached around Terry's waist and placed both hands on her lower rib cage before she began to slowly glide her hands up and over Terry's hanging tits. She made sure she spread the lotion all over Terry's tits as well as her abdomen and eventually her sides all the way up to her armpits. Rosa stroked Terry's entire upper body with both of her slick hands until every inch of her torso was covered with the delicious cream. All the while Rosa had stepped closer until her pelvis was firmly pressed into Terry's fleshy ass, and she made sure that her own tits maintained contact with Terry's sensitive back and rubbed her all over.
Terry could barely keep her eyes open, but what she saw only caused her breathing to become more and more labored as Rosa's incredible hands continued to knead and massage her tender flesh. Bent over like she was caused her huge breasts to hang down and sway in front of her as Rosa's hands rubbed her all over. She watched in awe as Rosa's hands slowly glided up her tummy and under her pendulous breasts until they were fully engulfed by the long, slender fingers of her young friend. They squeezed and milked the hanging flesh like she was a cow out on a farm getting milked, and she could not tear her eyes away it was so hypnotic. She could feel the sharp, almost painful spikes of electricity shooting through her chest every time she watched Rosa's fingers grasp her nipples firmly and pull and twist them until her hanging flesh stretched further than she ever thought possible. She felt like Rosa was fully expecting her breasts to start squirting milk from the incessant milking action she was repeating over and over.
Rosa could smell Terry's arousal and looked down to see the front pouch of her thong was soaked through and through with her secretions. She wanted to continue her assault on Terry's luscious tits, but she also knew that they had some shopping to do and there would be plenty of other opportunities to touch and fondle Terry's incredible body. It was becoming increasingly easier as each day passed and Terry's resistance diminished.
"There, that should be enough lotion for now," remarked Rosa calmly as she pulled back and removed her hands from Terry's swollen tits. "Mother says you should be using this lotion every day to ensure that your skin stays taught and smooth. Remember that as soon as you get over this illness, and you don't have to take that medication any more, your breasts should eventually return to their normal size and shape. And when they do your skin had better be in good condition so that you don't get any stretch marks and nothing sags or anything."
Terry just managed to look up into her reflection and tried to remember what her breasts used to look like, but it was a futile effort for her clouded mind.
"Now let's see if we can find you something to wear into town," continued Rosa as she turned and walked over to Terry's closet and began to sift through her clothes. "Hmmmm, well what about this dress?"
Terry was slowly regaining her composure and turned around to see what dress Rosa was referring to and nearly froze when she saw her holding up the skintight, black mini-dress that she bought just a couple of weeks ago. Her eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped slightly at just the thought of trying to squeeze her huge chest into the already tight bodice that clung to her like a second skin.
"This dress should still fit you Terry," said Rosa confidently. "This material is specifically designed to stretch and mold to your body."
"No, I couldn't possibly fit into that little dress any more," responded Terry emphatically. "I'm sure of it."
"No, I think you're wrong," countered Rosa quickly. "Here, why don't you try it on and we'll see for sure."
Rosa removed the hangar and held the dress up for Terry as she walked over to where she was still standing near the vanity table. She got down on one knee and held the dress open for Terry to step into, and then Rosa slowly stood up and pulled the tight dress up Terry's legs, up and over her hips and then paused momentarily when she reached her chest. Rosa adjusted the dress slightly before she got a firmer grip and pulled the bodice out and away from Terry's body in an effort to pull the dress up and over her jutting tits in one smooth motion. It took a little more effort, but Rosa finally managed to pull the dress up high enough to fully cover Terry's huge tits. She then slipped Terry's arms through the thin spaghetti straps and pulled and adjusted the dress in order to make it fit a little more comfortably. Rosa would firmly grip both of Terry's tits and mold them like soft clay as she repositioned them under the sheer material. She boldly reached into the now plunging neckline to maneuver each large mound and then smooth her slender hands all over the fabric covered skin under the pretense that it was necessary in order to get her huge chest to fit into the dress properly. Rosa did not forget about Terry's steel-like pointed nipples and brushed and tweaked them repeatedly with her teasing fingers. The result was astonishing and Rosa had to hold her tongue because Terry looked amazing. The dress did in fact stretch sufficiently to comfortably cover Terry's enlarged tits, but it was not without a price because it caused the rest of the dress to ride up several inches higher on Terry's thighs. The result being that the hem now only reached an inch or so below Terry's pussy and the bottom swell of her ass. There would be no way that Terry would be able to bend or lean over in the slightest without showing off her most private areas.
"There. You see? What did I tell you?" said Rosa as she completed her adjustments of the dress. "It still fits you just fine."
Terry turned around and saw her reflection in the floor-length dressing mirror on the other side of the room and almost fainted. The dress was so tight and clung so perfectly to every curve that it looked painted on. Her breasts looked totally exposed by the form fitting material and now showed a cavernous amount of cleavage. It was stretched so perfectly taught against her chest that her painfully stiff nipples and puffed out areola were well defined and plainly visible. The round fullness of her huge breasts, the slight ridge of her engorged areola and the long pointed tips of her nipples were clearly on display for anyone to see. Although the dress was stretched very tightly to her body Terry was amazed at how comfortable the fabric was and it did not feel constricting or uncomfortable at all. She may as well be naked, she thought to herself, because there was very little left of her luscious body that wasn't clearly outlined.
"Oh my god! Rosa, I couldn't possibly wear this thing out in public!" exclaimed Terry.
"Why not? I think you look beautiful in it," countered Rosa quickly. "And besides I don't think you've worn this dress one time since I bought it for you a couple of weeks ago."
"But Rosa, look at me! I may as well be naked!" complained Terry nervously.
"Oh, don't be such a prude Terry! Admit it, you have a very hot body and you just look damn good in that dress," chided Rosa. "And besides I don't think you have too much of a choice if you're ever going to leave this house again."
"Rosa, I can't! I just can't!" continued Terry emphatically.
"Yes you can! And you will!" commanded Rosa sternly as she picked up a pair of 4" black stilettos and knelt down and slipped them onto Terry's feet. "You really shouldn't be all that worried about it because you'll only probably be seen by a few people, at best, as you walk from the car into the shop anyway. And then, if you want to, you can always wear something home that we buy in the store while we're there. So relax!"
Terry couldn't take her eyes off of the reflection of the voluptuous, semi-nude, sex bomb, cartoon caricature of a woman that stood where she thought she would see herself. She couldn't close her jaw that appeared to be ready to hit the floor at any moment. Terry just could not believe that Rosa was actually going to make her go out into public dressed the way she was.
"Now I'm going to go put on some clothes and we'll be ready to go," said Rosa as she finished strapping on Terry's stilettos and stood up. "Terry, you look fine. In fact, more than fine, you look amazing."
Rosa caressed Terry's arms reassuringly before she turned and walked into the adjoining bathroom and disappeared into her own room.
Terry just continued to stare blankly at her reflection for another few moments before she finally broke out of the shock-induced trance and really began to look herself over. Was she really 'amazing'? Did Rosa really think she looked that good or was she just trying to make her feel better so she'd go outside? Oh my God, I can see every bump and curve of my breasts and nipples! I just look like a slut! And my ass! You can almost see the bottom of my ass! OH MY GOD!
"Okay, I'm ready! Let's get going!" exclaimed Rosa cheerfully as she re-entered Terry's room now dressed in very tight short-shorts and an equally tight tank top.
Rosa walked over and grabbed Terry's hand and yanked her away from the mirror and out of the room. She literally had to drag Terry out of the house and push her into the car before they were able to get going. Terry sat nervously in the car and didn't say a single word for the entire 20 minutes it took to drive into town. Rosa suppressed a smile as they pulled up to where the clothing boutique was, but she had to continue further down the street because all of the parking spaces in front of the shop were taken. Rosa peered over at Terry and could see her nervousness growing rapidly the further they drove away from the boutique. Rosa finally came across an empty space, almost two blocks away from the boutique, and parked the car. Rosa got out of the car and walked around to the front and looked over to see Terry still sitting inside and not making any move to get out. Rosa then put her hands on her hips and walked over to the passenger door and opened it.
"Terry, what are you waiting for?" asked Rosa.
"I, I, I can't go out there. There's too many people," stammered Terry nervously.
"What are you talking about? There's hardly anyone out here right now," assured Rosa calmly as she looked around at the other people walking up and down the sidewalk. "It's only 10:00 in the morning. The real crowds won't be here until later in the afternoon."
Terry's eyes quickly surveyed the street and took notice that although Rosa was correct, and there were no large throngs of people milling about, there were still a large number and not just a handful like Rosa would like her to believe. In fact even a handful of people seeing her in that dress would be too many as far as Terry was concerned and considering how far they would have to walk to even get to the boutique and get off of the street was much, way too much further than the 10 feet that she had been willing to accept earlier.
"It's still too far. Can't we drive back around and wait for one of the parking spaces in front of the shop to open up?" pleaded Terry.
"No we can not. Terry! This is silly," admonished Rosa. "No one is going to care what you're wearing. They will all be too busy window-shopping or whatever to even notice you probably. So why don't you just get out of the car and start walking down the street, like a normal person, before I have to grab you and drag you down there and then I'm sure everyone would stop and take notice!"
"You wouldn't dare!" exclaimed Terry quickly as she looked up at Rosa with a sudden look of fear in her eyes.
"I would. In fact I just might have to bend you over my knee and spank your little bottom for being such a brat over all of this," retorted Rosa sternly as she crossed her arms and stared back at Terry defiantly.
Terry's jaw dropped noticeably and the look of fear spread across her whole face as she considered the truthfulness of Rosa's threat.
"Well? What's it going to be Terry?" demanded Rosa as she tapped her foot. "Are you going to act your age and come with me to go buy some new clothes or am I going to have to make a spectacle of you in front of this toy store?"
Terry quickly looked over and noticed that they were parked directly in front of a popular toy store with large glass windows where a dozen or more people were standing and looking inside at the various displays. One quick look showed that most of the crowd was mothers with their children. Lot's of children. Too many children. She nervously turned her attention back to Rosa and looked up to see a stern and serious look on her face as she stood there waiting impatiently for her response.
"I, I, okay, OKAY! I'm coming!" spat Terry reluctantly as she resigned herself to whatever embarrassment she was about to experience. "I knew I should've just stayed home today!"
Rosa smiled broadly at her victory and stepped back to allow Terry to get out of the car. She watched eagerly as the older woman attempted to get out of the car as discreetly as possible, but failed miserably as the short dress immediately rode up on her thighs until her entire crotch and panties were fully displayed. Terry stood up awkwardly on the high heels and then reached down quickly to pull the hem of the dress back down until it covered as much as it would possibly cover. Rosa closed the door quickly, as if to ensure that there was no going back now for Terry, and then turned and started walking down the sidewalk. Terry nervously jumped forward and ran several short, quick steps to catch up to Rosa and then attempted to walk at a normal pace and blend in with everyone else as naturally as she could.
Rosa was straining to keep herself from doubling over in laughter at how uneasy Terry was and how obvious her nervousness was building with every step they took. She made a special point to purposefully stop at several shops to look at the window displays, for many minutes at a time, annoying and toying with Terry even further. She could see that unlike her original assessment that no one would even notice Terry almost every head they passed turned and strained to take in all of Terry's incredible body as it was so lewdly on display. The high heels caused her tits to bounce up and down on her chest almost as much as though she were jumping up and down on a trampoline. The thin spaghetti straps did nothing at all to help contain the gargantuan mounds as they wobbled freely beneath the sheer fabric and threatened to jump out all together. The constant rubbing of her nipples against the material was torturing them beyond description and caused the diamond-hard tips to threaten to tear through the sheer top at any given moment. The hem of the dress was also slowly inching higher and higher with every step, and Terry attempted to pull it back down into place as discreetly as possible, but that was impossible because just about every eye on the street was on her ass the entire two blocks they walked to reach the clothing shop. Terry actually picked up her pace and almost ran the last 20 feet or so and quickly pulled open the door and ducked inside. Rosa laughed to herself again and then followed her inside the shop.
"Oh my God! I can't believe we made it! I thought for sure we'd never make it here!" gasped Terry as she leaned back against the wall and breathed heavily.
"Oh, Terry, it wasn't that bad. I don't think anyone even noticed you," said Rosa lying through her teeth.
"Do you think so?" asked Terry nervously as she slowly began to calm down and compose herself again.
"Did you hear anyone make any comments?" asked Rosa confidently fully knowing that most everyone was probably so shocked at the sight of seeing Terry that they were unable to say anything if they wanted to.
"Well, no, actually. I didn't," pondered Terry quickly.
"There, now do you finally believe me? You're such a worry-wart I swear!" said Rosa.
"Whew! Well, now that we're here maybe I can find something that I can wear and get out of this thing as quickly as possible," responded an exasperated and relieved Terry.
"Uh, excuse me, but can I help you?" asked Esmerelda the owner of the small boutique as she came out from behind a set of curtains leading to the rear of the shop.
"Oh, yes, we are here to buy some clothes," answered Terry.
"Well, I'm sorry, but we don't open for normal business until noon," responded Esmerelda coolly as she looked over the two women carefully.
"Oh, uh, but the door was open so we just thought..." stammered Terry nervously.
"I'm sorry about that, but I must've just forgot to re-lock it when I came in this morning," said Esmerelda.
"What time is it now? Isn't it almost noon now?" asked Terry wishfully.
"No, I'm sorry, its only 10:20," answered Esmerelda as she looked at her watch.
"Oh, well, then, uh, could we just hang out in here at least until you do open? We promise not to bother you or do any shopping until you open," pleaded Terry.
"No, I'm afraid not. I'm rather busy at the moment and I would prefer not to have anyone in the shop while I'm working. I'm sorry," said Esmerelda firmly as she motioned her arm towards the door.
"But, but, we, I can't..." stuttered Terry.
"Terry, get a grip, would you? You're starting to embarrass me," interrupted Rosa quickly as she turned towards Esmerelda and motioned for her to walk with her. "Could I talk to you for just a moment, please?"
"Um, sure," relented Esmerelda as she followed Rosa a few steps over to the front counter.
"I'm so sorry we really didn't mean to barge in on you like this, Esmerelda is it?" asked Rosa in her sweetest voice. "This is your shop, you're the owner?"
"Yes. Yes, that's right," answered Esmerelda proudly. "You've been here before I trust?"
"Oh, yes, of course. We love this place! So many wonderful, one-of-a-kind items!" gushed Rosa. "I'm surprised you don't recognize your beautiful dress that Terry is wearing. We bought it just a couple of weeks ago."
"Oh, yes, now I remember and you bought that delicious little leather ensemble as I recall," answered Esmerelda as her memory replayed the events of that day and her eyes roamed freely over Rosa's supple curves.
"Yes, that's right! Well, we were in need of a few items and we thought we'd take you up on your offer to personally advise us and custom fit our choices if that would be possible," explained Rosa coyly.
"Hmmppff, of all the days," muttered Esmerelda as she pondered the possibilities.
"Is there anything wrong? Do you still offer personalized service?" prodded Rosa innocently.
"Oh, yes, very much so and I would like nothing more than to perform that service for you and your friend, however," explained Esmerelda reluctantly. "I am already involved with one such service with another customer in the rear of the shop and I'm afraid..."
"Oh, I see. Would there be any problem servicing all three of us this morning?" asked Rosa pointedly and smiling wickedly.
"No, no I'm afraid that would be out of the question," replied Esmerelda with a wry smile. "She, uh, is a 'new' customer and I don't think she would be very amenable to have an audience."
"Hmmmm, that's unfortunate because my friend is so very worried about her wardrobe. She has been chomping at the bit all week to come back here and I just don't think she will be able to wait another hour or two," explained Rosa. "Although there was another dress shop that we passed on the way here. I guess we could just go there and then maybe come back here later this afternoon if we're still in the mood for more 'shopping'."
Esmerelda looked back and forth between Rosa and Terry while she quickly pondered her options. She did have a customer in the back, just as she told Rosa, and she could not risk jeopardizing herself and upsetting her client. At the same token she was having a difficult time turning down the chance to get intimate with these two gorgeous women and she knew from their previous visit that it could be very interesting for all involved. And lastly the business side of her brain was chiming in and telling her that it would be a mistake to lose these two potentially good paying customers to her competitor down the street. At last she came to a suitable compromise in her head and she decided to see how it would be accepted by the young girl.
"Hmmmm, well, I've thought things over a little and I think I've come up with a solution that could be agreeable to all parties involved," explained Esmerelda carefully. "I cannot abandon my previous client, considering that the 'fitting' has already begun, and I do not want to risk any embarrassment by introducing any other customers into the session. It could become an uncomfortable situation."
Rosa just nodded her head and listened carefully to Esmerelda's proposal.
"However, I do not feel comfortable sending away two very loyal customers without at least affording them the chance to purchase some of my admittedly very unique and reasonably priced items which I'm sure you would be hard pressed to find anything comparable at any other boutique," continued Esmerelda. "I don't see why I couldn't allow you to browse through my shop unattended and try on whatever clothes and accessories that you like while I tend to my other client and my first priority."
"That is a wonderful suggestion! We were so looking forward to your personalized consultation, but I'm sure that we could manage on our own this morning considering your previous appointment," said Rosa. "And I suppose we could always make additional arrangements for some custom tailoring, at another time, when we could receive your undivided attention."
"My thoughts exactly!" concurred Esmerelda. "I do have just one request, however, that you confine your actual 'fitting' activities in the large changing room on the other side of the shop. That way we shouldn't interfere with one another's concentration."
"We can do that easily enough," replied Rosa.
"That room is equipped with a monitoring device so I would be able to look back later and check out the fit of any of the items that you two might try on," continued Esmerelda. "That way I could better assist you during subsequent visits and have a better idea as to what styles and tastes you might like for future purchases."
"That shouldn't be a problem at all, and I will be sure to make sure that you get a good view of everything that we do back there so you can better serve us during our next visit," agreed Rosa.
"Well, then, I guess everything should work out just fine," said Esmerelda as she walked over and locked the front door.
"I do have one question, however, before you leave us," added Rosa quickly.
"Yes?" asked Esmerelda.
"Terry, my friend, is in dire need of quality support for her rather large breasts as I'm sure you would agree," explained Rosa. "I'm not sure she is necessarily interested in a conventional bra, per se, so I was wondering if you could make any suggestions?"
"Hmmmm, she is rather well endowed, isn't she? What is she a DD-cup?" asked Esmerelda.
"No, actually I think she is closing in on an E-cup at this point," guessed Rosa. "And as you can see she thoroughly enjoys showing off her body especially her breasts so it would have to be something that doesn't 'confine' her, if you know what I mean."
"Hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmmmmmm..." thought Esmerelda as she looked over Terry's ample tits with a discerning eye. "Well, I don't have too much of a selection of anything in that size regardless, buuuuuuut... Does she enjoy latex apparel?"
"Latex? Um, well, no, I don't believe she has ever considered latex apparel before," answered Rosa with interest at the possibilities.
"That is what I would suggest then. I carry a rather good line of latex apparel and accessories, and I'm sure you should find several items there that would perform nicely for her unusual needs," said Esmerelda confidently.
"That sounds perfect, thank you!" said Rosa.
"Good. Then if you don't have any more questions I really must get back to my other client," said Esmerelda. "Enjoy yourselves!"
"Thank you and we will!" replied Rosa enthusiastically as she watched Esmerelda walk away and disappear into the rear of the shop.
Terry looked up as soon as she saw Esmerelda walk away and she hurried over to Rosa to find out what, if any, arrangements she was able to make with the shop owner.
"Well? What happened? Can we stay and get some things? Did she tell us to leave?" implored Terry anxiously. "What did she say? What did she say?!"
"Everything is fine. She agreed to let us stay and do our shopping as long as we don't interrupt her work in the back," explained Rosa calmly.
"Oh thank God! I was terrified that she was going to make us leave and come back later and then I was going to have to go outside dressed like this again!" replied Terry with great relief.
"All right, now that that's resolved, let's see what we can find that you will go out in public in," said Rosa.
For the next 20 minutes both women perused through the many racks of beautiful clothes and pulled out item after item and argued over whether or not it was suitable for Terry to wear. Most of the items that Terry selected were immediately dismissed by Rosa because of their conservative style, and just about every item Rosa picked out were in turn flatly rejected by Terry for reasons of decency and humiliation. Terry, however, lost many of the arguments and most of the items that they eventually settled on were of Rosa's choosing. It was, however, when they made their way over to the latex apparel section that they had their most interesting discussions. While Rosa was not very familiar with latex and how it fit or what styles would be available, Terry had never even been aware that anything like latex clothing even existed. In a way they were both looking through the choices with a blind eye, but Rosa did manage to find some very interesting items in the intimate apparel section including a few bras or what might pass for bras. They both gathered up all of the clothes that they had picked out up until that point and headed over to the large changing room to start trying on a few of the items.
Terry wanted to try on some of the bras they found first so without any hesitation she peeled herself out of the black mini-dress and picked up the first bra that was a black silk half-bra. At least that's what it looked like when Terry tried to stuff her huge tits into it. It fit well enough, but the cups barely covered her pointed nipples. Terry was unsure of it, but Rosa gave it her 'thumbs-up' approval. She then removed that bra and continued to try on several others that ranged from lace to leather and even one that appeared to be nothing more than tightly woven fish netting. Terry didn't even bother to put that one on and tossed it aside much to Rosa's disappointment. Most of the bras fit her ample tits, but the question of how well they covered up her constantly erect nipples became the real issue. After all of them were considered it became apparent that none of the bras, with the exception of the leather one, could do a very good job of concealing the pointed tips so they picked out two of the their favorites and put them aside. Then Rosa pulled out several of the latex bras and handed them to Terry to try on next.
"This is a bra?" asked Terry questioningly as she held up the rubber garment. "How does it go on?"
"Here let me help you," said Rosa as she took the garment from Terry and untangled it so it could be put on properly. "Hold out your arms."
Rosa held the arm loops open for Terry to slip her arms through and then she slid the garment up onto her torso. She positioned the material on and around Terry's breasts and chest and then walked around behind her to clasp it together. Instead of a clasp or hooks there was a plastic zipper that Rosa was finally able to attach and then zip up all the way up Terry's back. The garment was basically a sleeveless shirt that was cut similarly to a sports bra, but instead of having shoulder straps the material gathered up around Terry's neck to form a collar of sorts. The rubber encircled her shoulder blades without covering much of Terry's back or restricting her arm movements at all. A band came around under her armpits and wrapped around Terry's rib cage just under the bottom swell of her breasts to form the basic support for her huge mammaries. The material did not cover Terry's chest, but instead formed a sort of sleeve that wrapped tightly around the base of her breasts and held them up and pressed them firmly together creating an incredibly deep and tight valley of cleavage.
Rosa stepped around to Terry's front again and began to pull and stretch the sleeve of rubber that enveloped her huge tits until it was fitted more comfortably and Terry's breasts were held up and positioned more naturally. The effectiveness of the garment was twofold. It not only held Terry's heavy tits securely and supported them effectively, but it also squeezed the firm flesh together to produce a very erotic sight of the older woman's breasts being compressed and formed into one large bosom. The overall look of the garment added to the eroticism because it gave Terry the look of dominatrix or at least someone involved in the BDSM lifestyle. Rosa liked how it molded Terry's tits and immediately sang her praises of the garment.
"Wow! Now that looks fantastic on you!" pronounced Rosa proudly.
Terry turned to look at herself in the full-length mirror and gasped at her reflection. It appeared to her that she was wearing some kind of sleeveless rubber shirt that had been cut open across the chest allowing her breasts to be pushed through the tight opening. The rubber material itself was surprisingly comfortable and although it was slightly tight around her protruding breasts the smooth latex was cool against her skin and she actually liked how it felt. Terry took a few steps towards the mirror as her eyes traveled across every curve of her chest and the rubber encasing it so tightly. It was painfully obvious that this garment was not intended to be used as a brassiere, but it did give her chest plenty of support and fit fairly comfortably as well.
"Rosa?! What is this thing?!" complained Terry nervously as she continue to eye her bulging chest. "This is not a bra!"
"Are you sure? It looks like it's doing a pretty good job of holding up your chest to me," responded Rosa calmly as her eyes drank in Terry's sexy new look.
"This thing doesn't even cover my, my...nipples!" retorted Terry emphatically as she stared at her engorged nipples. "And look how it squeezes my breasts together. This just will not do at all!"
"Oh, Terry, you just don't have any fashion sense at all do you?" challenged Rosa.
"What kind of sense does it take to realize that this thing is just, well, obscene?!" responded Terry strongly.
"But nobody's going to see it because its going to be beneath a blouse or dress or sweater or whatever, isn't it?" continued Rosa. "So who cares what it looks like as long as it does the job, am I right?"
Rosa stepped up behind Terry and reached around her torso to brazenly heft both of Terry's tits with her hands as she appeared to be testing the garment's effectiveness. She lightly squeezed each tit and then allowed her fingers to lightly trace all around the bulging flesh and dipped a finger into the deep cleavage and dragged it up and down the valley teasingly.
"But Rosa! I just couldn't...It's just too...I, I..." stammered Terry trying to refute Rosa's strange logic.
"Well, let's take this one off and put it off to the side for now and let's see what this other one looks like," interrupted Rosa as she pulled her hands away and undid the zipper in back.
Terry watched Rosa pull the rubber garment off of her chest and allowed her to fit the next brassiere onto her chest like a mannequin detached from the whole experience. She watched as Rosa adjusted and pulled and squished and molded her heavy breasts like she was a clay model as her young friend fitted the new latex garment onto her torso. When Rosa was finished and stepped aside her eyes widened again when she saw her new look. This new bra basically looked and fit exactly like any sports bra except for the most obvious difference that there were no cups to cover her jutting breasts. Instead her huge mounds were squeezed through two rubber sleeves that encased just an inch or two of the base of her breasts and allowed the majority of the flesh to bulge out lewdly. The sleeves fit very snugly around her breasts and although it did hold up and support her bosom effectively the majority of her mounds were thrust up and off of her chest creating a very erotic and strangely arousing sight to Terry's confused mind. Her breasts bulged and swelled under the pressure and her throbbing nipples appeared to be pulsating under the strain. The sleeves were separated slightly which also pushed her breasts slightly apart and actually made her chest expand and widen beyond the actual width of her upper torso.
Rosa stepped around the silent woman and looked over her shoulder at the incredible reflection of Terry's bulging breasts and found her eyes riveted to the sexy display of flesh. She was amazed at how transformed Terry became from just wearing the simple garment because it was such a dramatic difference from anything she had ever seen on the conservative woman before. Terry's tits simply ached for attention and as they swelled noticeably they appeared to be ready to burst from the added pressure from the snug rubber sleeves encasing them. Without asking or waiting for any response from the obviously stunned woman, Rosa reached around again and gently cupped and caressed the bulging flesh testing its weight and firmness. She lightly gripped each tit and gently twisted her slender fingers around their swollen mass as if she was checking their shape and firmness. After several minutes of this tender touching Rosa slid her hands around to the very tips of Terry's mounds and captured both engorged nipples in between her long fingers. She stroked the long nubs back and forth in the tight crevice of her soft fingers, and then clamped her fingers closed and she began to twist her hands slightly and turn the straining nipples like they were trapped in pliers. When Rosa looked up at Terry's expression she could see the lust building within her as her jaw dropped slightly and her eyes remained riveted to the fingers toying with her diamond-hard nipples.
"What do you think about this bra, Terry? You can't tell me that it doesn't lift and hold your large breasts better than anything we've tried up until now," prodded Rosa softly into Terry's ear without allowing her to respond. "Don't you just love the way this one makes your breasts look? They look so firm and so big and powerful and sexy, don't you think? I never realized just how beautiful your breasts were until now. They really are something to behold, don't you agree, Terry?"
Terry's eyes were boring holes into the amazing hands that were teasing and twisting her swollen nipples so incredibly. Her ears heard Rosa's voice, but her mind could not register a response as it became overloaded by the sexual stimuli that were now bombarding it hopelessly.
"Then it's settled, we're getting this one for sure!" commanded Rosa softly as she tweaked Terry's nipples one last time before reluctantly removing her hands from her heaving chest. "Why don't we try on the matching underwear?"
Terry could only stand and watch as Rosa bent down behind her and slipped her fingers into the waistband of her own panties and quickly slid them down and off of her long legs. She saw Rosa pick up what looked like a thong, also made of latex, and carefully lifted one foot at a time and slipped them onto her legs. With one smooth motion Rosa lifted the thong up Terry's legs and then over her buttocks where she stretched the rubber until it rested on top of her hips securely. Terry could see and feel everything that Rosa was doing, but she was powerless to assist her or move in any way as Rosa adjusted and positioned the garment in and around her crotch and ass. Rosa even pushed her legs apart several inches so she could have better access to her crotch and adjust the rubber material until it covered her now dripping vagina. The slick feeling of the cool rubber sliding along the slick folds of her swelling labia was indescribable and she gasped when Rosa repeatedly tugged on the material pulling it tightly into the crevice of her firm ass cheeks. As a final check for a proper fit, she felt Rosa reach between her spread legs and trace her slender fingers from the front pouch of the thong all the way along her sensitive slit and through the deep cleavage of her quivering ass pressing the rubber material firmly into her heated flesh.
"How does that feel? Does it fit all right?" asked Rosa pointedly as she peered around Terry's hip and gently placed her hands on the older woman's thighs.
Terry was slowly falling under Rosa's spell again as her body reacted to her subtle touch and the exquisite sensation of the rubber against her swelling labia. Her rational thoughts of propriety were quickly being forced into her subconscious mind while her basic motor functions seemed to be working on auto pilot as she just stood there like a statue and helplessly looked on as Rosa played with her body and mind so perfectly. She could barely register the incredibly sexy images that she saw standing in the reflection in front of her. Terry knew it was her standing there practically naked and firmly encased in rubber, but she could not react to the image other than to continue to become more sexually charged by it and the constant caresses that Rosa's skilled hands were administering to overly exposed skin. Her breasts were bulging and straining and aching like they never had before and she thought for sure that they would explode before much longer under the pressure of the skin-tight, rubber harness they were now encased in.
"Well, I think it looks great on you so why don't we get the matching set, okay?" continued Rosa as if she knew that Terry was in agreement even though she had not answered. "And now that we've found the proper under garments let's try on some of these other things as well."
Terry remained frozen and could only watch helplessly as Rosa pulled and adjusted and fitted and molded one blouse after another onto her upper body. There were silk blouses, satin halter-tops, tight cashmere sweaters and various pull-over tops that all fit her torso like a second skin and molded to her thrusting breasts like paint. They all shared one common characteristic of showcasing Terry's huge chest to perfection, whether it was because her nipples were prominently displayed through the thin, tight material or because cavernous amounts of cleavage was so lewdly exposed. Regardless Terry's mind was spinning further and further out of control as she became bombarded with the incredibly sexy images of her voluptuous body being primped and molded into such exotic and erotic clothing.
Rosa made every attempt to squeeze and fondle Terry's swollen tits whenever she presented another top for the stunned woman to try on. She completely ignored the fact that Terry wasn't even really responding to her questions or comments about one blouse to the next and she just continued to play dress up with the older woman like she was her own life-size Barbie doll. Rosa made sure to pay special attention to Terry's throbbing nipples and never missed an opportunity to brush them incessantly with whatever stimulating material she was holding. She had to suppress a laugh several times when Terry would gasp openly and her chest would jump from a particularly sensitive pinch.
After many tops were fitted and chosen, Rosa then began to fit Terry with various skirts, shorts and dresses. As before all of the choices were form fitting and short, very short, when it came to their overall style and design. She left Terry topless, other than the latex harness, while she fitted the many bottoms over her quivering ass and shaking thighs. Several times Rosa had to reach up and grab Terry's hips firmly as the stunned woman would occasionally lose her balance and threaten to topple to the ground. The one thing that Rosa took special notice of, however, was Terry's particularly interesting reaction to any of the latex garments that she tried on. Each time Rosa slipped on a tight skirt or shorts Terry would noticeably begin to react by breathing heavily and closing her eyes as though she was experiencing something very powerful from the feel of the material against her skin. She figured it was something similar to how she reacts whenever she wears leather and decided that she was going to get as many of the latex items for Terry as she could find.
Rosa had just spent several minutes pulling on a super tight set of rubber Capri pants when she had an idea to further push Terry over the edge. Rosa stood back and admired how Terry's taught ass cheeks were perfectly shaped and displayed by the tight rubber. The seam split her firm cheeks and separated them beautifully to create an incredible painted-on effect as they gripped Terry's legs and ass like a glove. Rosa stepped closer and placed her hands on Terry's rubber-encased thighs and then boldly slid them down to her taught calves caressing the latex covered muscles lovingly. She then began to slide her hands upward again over Terry's firm thighs until her fingers spread out and brazenly cupped each of her plump mounds. She continued to squeeze and caress Terry's rubber ass for several minutes as she commented on how well the pants fit and looked on her.
"These pants are simply perfect for you Terry," cooed Rosa softly in Terry's ear. "They fit you so well and really show off your great shape, don't you agree?"
Terry did not and could not answer the pointed question as she moaned slightly from the incredible sensations that Rosa's hands on the tight rubber were generating in Terry's heated ass flesh. It was almost as if the latex was somehow amplifying Terry's sense of touch as every movement of Rosa's hands burned against her hot ass. Terry loudly gasped and opened her eyes as she felt Rosa's hand slip into the crevice of her cheeks and slide up and down in between her buns as though she was trying to press the rubber material even deeper into her ass than it already was.
"You seem to really like these pants Terry," continued Rosa sweetly. "I think I might just try on a pair for myself just to see how they feel."
Rosa then removed her hand from in between Terry's clenching ass and proceeded to undo the buttons on her shorts and pulled them off of her tanned ass and legs in one smooth motion. She was only wearing a thin lace thong and after only a moment of hesitation she pulled them off as well exposing her bared ass to Terry's eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Rosa calmly walked around the changing area and picked up a pair of latex short-shorts and held them up for a moment as she inspected them briefly. She then walked around in front of Terry and bent over at the waist to step into the shorts and then she slowly, agonizingly slowly, pulled the tight-fitting shorts up and up her lean legs and firm thighs. When she got to the bottom swell of her ass she had to tug and inch the shorts up and over the plump flesh as she wiggled and jiggled her hips in an effort to get the shorts over the smooth skin. She looked up and was pleased to see Terry's eyes half open, but riveted to her undulating ass as she attempted to pull the tight shorts into place. Rosa knew what she was doing all too well and prolonged the process far longer than necessary even though it was truly a bit of a struggle to get the tight shorts on. Once the waistband stretched up and onto her wide hips she continued to pull up on the shorts until the material was firmly imbedded into the crack of her ample ass cheeks and they were split deliciously forming two perfect half-moons. The latex Daisy-Dukes were so short that almost the entire bottom half of Rosa's ass cheeks were left uncovered as they bulged free from the high-cut leg openings. The resulting effect was nothing short of lewd as Rosa stood up and stuck her ass out deliciously as she turned and twisted in front of Terry checking out the fit of the new shorts.
"Hmmmm, what do you think Terry?" asked Rosa innocently as she continued to thrust her luscious ass out for her to see. "Do you think they look good on me?"
Terry's eyes never left Rosa's fabulous ass as they drank in every inch and every pore of the young girl's incredibly arousing brown cheeks.
"Do you think they fit me properly?" continued Rosa tauntingly. "Are they too tight? Can you check them for me please?"
Terry's mind somehow registered that last request and she felt herself slowly step closer to Rosa as her eyes remained squarely on the beautiful ass flesh perfectly displayed before her.
"Please get down and take a really close look and make sure that none of the seams are straining too much," commanded Rosa softly. "I wouldn't want them to split and tear open right in front of everyone if I was walking down the street."
Terry wordlessly agreed to Rosa's wish and knelt down behind her until her face was directly in front of the smooth, rounded mounds of the young girl's lewdly displayed ass. Terry couldn't stop herself, and at the moment she didn't want to, as her hands rose up on their own and placed themselves directly onto Rosa's ass cheeks and gripped them gently. She gasped and held her breath momentarily as her fingers spread and then gripped the exquisite flesh until after only a few moments she was thoroughly squeezing and palming Rosa's ass at last. It was easy to touch the exposed portion of Rosa's buttocks because so much of it was bulging out from underneath the incredibly short shorts and Terry easily traced her fingers from flesh to rubber as they traversed Rosa's quivering cheeks. Terry's hands and fingers continued to get bolder when she heard Rosa's faint moans of approval and she brazenly kneaded the bronze flesh harder and harder making sure to examine every square millimeter of the prized flesh.
"Check the seam, Terry, and make sure that it is holding properly," encouraged Rosa as she bent over at the waist and leaned forward to brace herself up against the back of a chair in front of her. "Here, let me make it easier for you to see."
Rosa's ass spread out even further and her cheeks separated as she bent over allowing Terry to almost see directly into the smooth, tight crevice. The latex was pulled tighter across her tan flanks and rode up an inch or more into Rosa's crotch and ass crack displaying her charms even more obscenely to Terry's mesmerized eyes. Rosa looked into the reflection and could see the building look of lust on Terry's face as she continued to knead the wonderful ass presented to her so easily, but Rosa wanted more and brazenly took two small steps backward until her butt was less than an inch in front of Terry's flushed face. She continued to spy on Terry and grinned to herself when Terry's eyes grew wide when she realized just how close she was to Rosa's rubber-clad ass. Terry's hands hesitated for a moment as her eyes focused on the incredible view swaying right in front of her face.
"Can you see the seam, Terry?" asked Rosa innocently as she swiveled her hips slightly causing her buttocks to undulate seductively. "Get closer if you need to."
Terry swallowed hard and whimpered to herself silently as she gripped both cheeks firmly and spread Rosa's ass apart even further so she had a clear view of the deepest recesses of the girl's rubber-encased vagina and ass. She could not believe what she did next, but she couldn't stop herself either as she leaned forward until her face was almost touching Rosa's skin and her nose was nearly poking the young girl's anus. She allowed her eyes to take in all of Rosa's beauty as it was perfectly outlined and displayed by the skin-tight latex that stretched over it so lewdly. As her nose was now closer to Rosa's, or for that matter any other woman's, private region she began to take notice of the amazing scent that was now filling her nostrils. Rosa's vagina was more than aroused and was producing a heavenly odor that permeated the thin rubber and wafted into Terry's nose like the sweetest flower. Terry found herself drawn to the scent and she inhaled deeply several times as though she was trying to recall what the odor was or where she had smelled it before, but failed to draw on any memories. She did, however, find the scent to be strangely intoxicating and she hovered there for several minutes allowing herself to become fully immersed in the erotic scent.
Rosa could see Terry breaking down and slowly losing all resistance and chose that very moment to take one more small step backward until she pressed her ass firmly into Terry's stunned face. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of having Terry's face resting against her heated flesh and moaned out loud. Rosa was even more pleased when Terry did not rush to remove her face, but in fact pressed her face even firmer into her wide spread ass cheeks.
Terry was overcome with her lust and her head was swimming in the arousing scent of Rosa's foaming vagina and although she was initially shocked to feel Rosa's ass press into her face she suddenly did not want to disengage from the delicious contact. Instead she pressed herself firmly into Rosa's supple cheeks and inhaled deeply as her hands gripped the brown flesh and held it in place so she could better explore it up close. Her nose was rubbing up against the rubber seam pressed directly against Rosa's anus and vagina and she slowly began to rub it and her face up and down the deep crevice exploring it closer than she ever would've imagined she could. Terry's flushed cheeks felt so hot against the young girl's flesh, but then so cool as they traversed upward and glided across the latex covered portion of her flanks. The contrast was delicious and Terry continued to press her face into Rosa's flesh and rub it up and down the full length of her exposed bottom. She could also make out the ridges and slit of Rosa's engorged labia as she allowed her nose to rub along that tender spot as well. Terry became so engrossed with Rosa's bottom that she began to rub her face and drag her soft lips all around the outer swells of the ample buns sampling even more of the exquisite flesh that was being presented to her.
Rosa was enjoying the attention so much that she began to involuntarily undulate her hips and rub her ass against Terry's face for even firmer contact. She would clench and unclench her cheeks around Terry's nose and squeeze her face momentarily as she continued to explore her bottom. The orgasm that was building up inside Rosa was more than she ever expected from Terry, but she found herself becoming lost within her own lust and moaned loudly.
Rosa's loud moan somehow broke through and pierced Terry's sub consciousness and she suddenly realized where she was and what she was doing. She pulled her head back and opened her eyes and then quickly shook herself out of her trance long enough to let go of Rosa's quivering ass cheeks and sit back on her heels. Terry was overcome with her own lust and knew it, but she somehow found the strength to resist any further temptation and sat back inhaling clean air in an attempt to clear her head.
"Is everything okay, Terry?" asked an exasperated Rosa as she suddenly realized what was going on with Terry.
"Yes...I'm fine..." struggled Terry to answer as she continued to gather her senses.
"Was the seam on the shorts okay?" continued Rosa in an effort to play off the whole incident.
"What? Oh, yes, the seam was good, I think," stammered Terry as she tried to stand up on unsteady feet.
Rosa stood up as well and turned to look at Terry innocently and continue with her rouse. When she saw Terry turn toward her she froze suddenly as her eyes immediately fell upon the incredible sight of Terry's bulging tits. It wasn't so much the sight of her tits as much as it was the white, milky substance dripping profusely from her swollen nipples that caught her attention. She was taken so much by surprise at the sight that she luckily did not react with the joy and broad smile that surely would've given her away to Terry immediately. It had begun. Terry's tits were lactating and producing so much milk now that they had filled to capacity before this evening's late night session and her overall arousal must have triggered them to start leaking unintentionally.
Terry was now standing on her own two feet and felt slightly light-headed for some strange reason and her chest, particularly her engorged nipples were throbbing incessantly. As she looked up and turned to face Rosa she noticed that the young girl was openly staring at her exposed chest with the most peculiar look on her face. Terry thought that to be very odd and when her eyes looked up and noticed her reflection in the mirror behind Rosa she too became entranced with what she saw. She stood up straight and tall and threw out her chest slightly as she took several steps closer to the mirror in an attempt to get a better look at exactly what she couldn't believe she saw. What she saw was her full, swollen breasts heaving up and down on her chest with every breath, and her long, thick, extended nipples were dripping a white, milky substance. As her eyes widened and focused on her chest her mind began to reason together thousands of rational explanations as to what was happening to her body before her very own eyes. She slowly and robotically reached up with both hands and touched her wet nipples and smeared the milky liquid all around her puffed-up areola as if to test for sure that the liquid was indeed coming from within her breast. And it was. Terry then raised her dripping finger to her mouth and stuck it inside her mouth so she could sample the liquid to determine exactly what it was. Her fears were solidified when her tongue told her that the white liquid was in fact breast milk and it was indeed hers.
Rosa stood back in awe for several minutes just watching silently as Terry figured out what was happening to her tits and realized that for whatever reason her enlarged breasts were now producing milk. She had waited so long for this moment to arrive that she realized that she had no idea what to do next. All of the weeks of preparation, making sure Terry took her medication, using the breast pump on her every night for 1-2 hours a session, watching her tits slowly transform as the medication and treatment worked its magic and then finally four days ago when they produced their first few drops of sweet milk. Rosa had become so wrapped up in the whole process she did not really make any plans on what or how to deal with Terry once her tits actually began to lactate. Her mind started to work quickly as she knew that Terry would certainly become unglued quickly once the initial shock of realizing what was going on to her body began to wear off. Then an idea hit her and Rosa began to formulate a brilliant strategy that seemed almost flawless
"Terry? What is that on your chest?" asked Rosa innocently.
Terry couldn't look at her, but just continued to gently cup her swollen breasts as if she was attempting to feel the milk churning inside of them.
"Is that breast milk?" continued Rosa feigning shock at the very thought. "Are your breasts lactating?! Oh my goodness, I can't believe that!"
Terry's eyes began to water slightly as she looked up and returned Rosa's concerned stare.
"Terry, my god, that must be why your breasts have been growing so much lately. They have begun to produce breast milk for some incredible reason," reasoned Rosa as she thought out loud for Terry's benefit. "It must be because of the medication. What else could it be? I just don't remember reading anything about the possibility of making your breasts lactate as being a possible side affect."
"Rosa, what am I going to do now?" pleaded Terry anxiously as she fought her emotions and kept herself from totally breaking down in the middle of the clothing store.
"Terry, I, I, I don't know. I'm not sure what to say really," replied Rosa with concern in her voice. "How could this have happened?"
"Rosa, please help me. This is too embarrassing for me to even think straight right now," begged Terry as she began to get emotional.
"There, there, sweetie everything is going to be all right. Why don't you just sit down here for a minute and let me think for a moment," Rosa replied calmly as she held Terry gingerly and lead her over to the chair and sat her down. "We really need to talk to Dr. Cueva. I'm sure she would know what to do."
"Yes, we can call her right now!" implored Terry.
"No, I don't think this is the proper place to be talking about your medical condition. Who knows who might accidentally over hear and the store will be opening soon and we don't want to find ourselves surrounded by all kinds strangers while we're talking to the doctor," reasoned Rosa carefully as she walked around behind Terry and caressed her shoulders soothingly. "What we really need to do is to get you out of here and home before anyone can see you in this compromising condition, don't you agree?"
"Oh, yes, God yes! We need to get out of here immediately!" exclaimed Terry nervously as she attempted to stand up.
"Now hold on a second Terry. I don't think it's going to be that easy," replied Rosa as she held Terry down in the chair firmly. "For one thing whatever you wear now is going to be instantly soaked through by your dripping breasts and that is going to draw all kinds of attention from anyone that we pass along the street. No, first off we've got to figure out a way to get your breasts to stop leaking so bad so we can get you covered up properly without causing a scene when we go outside."
Rosa watched Terry's face for any sign of a reaction, but she could see that her mind was too frazzled to think clearly yet. Then Rosa thought of a way to prod Terry into making a suggestion for a cure on her own.
"I wish my mother was here," pondered Rosa innocently. "I'd bet that she could think of something that would work."
"Your mother?" asked Terry nervously.
"Yes, my mother would surely know how to deal with this problem," assured Rosa confidently. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but considering the circumstances we are in right now, I don't think mother would object. Terry, my mother suffers from a very rare disease that effects, well, it makes her chest, her breasts I mean, you know, do what yours are doing."
Terry just winced as she suddenly thought about all of the times that she had nursed from Carmen's amazing breasts and helped her out with her own embarrassing problem. She wasn't necessarily shocked to hear Rosa talk about her mother's situation, but she was certainly nervous to let on just how much she knew and exactly how far she went to help her mother.
"She's had this problem ever since she gave birth to me apparently," explained Rosa. "The doctors said that there was no real medical cure to stop her breasts from lactating other than performing some kind of operation on them and mother didn't want any part of having someone cut open her breasts and start messing around with her insides. I know it's probably a very simple and safe procedure, but mother is very superstitious about certain things and she had never really felt comfortable around doctors. Dr. Cueva is the one exception and she gets advice from her constantly and has been able to live with the problem all of these years. And just a few years ago Dr. Cueva even found a very high-tech breast pump for her to use that alleviated some of the discomfort she had experienced for so many years with the traditional pumps she was using every day. I truly don't know what she would ever do if that pump ever broke because it is very expensive and it would take several weeks to get a new one."
Rosa continued to watch Terry's face and got the nervous and embarrassed reaction she was looking for when she made that last comment. She could see the wheels turning inside Terry's confused head and decided just to give her a few minutes to suggest her own possible solution.
"Rosa?" started Terry nervously after several moments of silence. "I guess I should tell you something."
"What is it Terry?" asked Rosa.
"I, um, I already knew about your mother's, uh, well her condition," explained Terry shakily.
"Oh, really? Did mother tell you about it? How did you know because she usually is very secretive about who she would talk to about such an embarrassing situation?" prodded Rosa.
"Well, shortly after I arrived here, I guess that very thing happened and that nice breast pump broke or something," started Terry nervously. "She, uh, I guess was suffering without it for a day or maybe it was a couple of days, I'm not sure. But anyway she was crying and I knew she was upset about something and then that's when she told me about everything."
"Oh, I see," replied Rosa wearily.
"She was very upset, I could tell, and she didn't know what to do and no one else was around," continued Terry.
"Where was I?!" demanded Rosa.
"You were gone with your friends, remember? It was just a week or two after I arrived and you left with your friends and it was just me and your mother at the house," explained Terry.
"Oh, yes, now I remember," answered Rosa. "So what did mother do? Maybe that's the answer to our problem. What did she do without her breast pump?"
"Rosa, well, this is kind of hard to explain and also kind of embarrassing too," stammered Terry as she tried to think of any other way to avoid telling Rosa about what she had been doing with her mother.
"It's okay Terry, I won't tell anyone, for God sake she is my mother," assured Rosa.
"Well, I think this is more embarrassing for me than it is for her," responded Terry meekly.
"Oh, okay, well, tell me what you did. Your secret is safe with me," reassured Rosa as she continued to caress Terry's arms. "I won't even let mother know that you told me anything."
"Well, at first she didn't know what to do, but then she made a suggestion that maybe if someone, like maybe me, could just, you know, nurse from her breasts then, well, maybe that would be okay," explained Terry nervously. "And I couldn't just sit there and watch her go through another obviously uncomfortable, if not painful, day without at least trying to do whatever I could. So, I, well, I agreed to help her, to nurse from her and you know expel the milk that way."
"Oh my god," replied Rosa in mock shock. "You actually nursed from my own mother's breasts?!"
"Rosa, it was the only thing either of us could think of to do," reasoned Terry quickly. "And it was your mother's suggestion to begin with and since it would only be temporary, until she could get a new pump, I agreed. That's all! Please, Rosa, don't be upset with me. I only did it to help your mother."
Rosa had stopped caressing Terry's shoulders and arms and just stood there silently for a minute or two feigning to be upset at Terry's admission.
"Well, that is some interesting news," began Rosa after a minute or so of silence. "You aren't still..."
"Oh, no, no, no, never, no more!" stuttered Terry quickly. "She got her new pump a month ago or so and has been using it ever since."
"Well, okay, but I'm not sure how telling me all of this is going to help us out here and now," said Rosa. "Mother is several hours away with Theresa and I'm sure she took her pump with her, don't you think?"
"Yes, I'm sure she did, but..." continued Terry unsure of how her next suggestion was going to go over. "Maybe we could, you know, do the same thing here so we could get home and call the doctor and try to figure out what else to do."
"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" asked Rosa with her best acting performance to date.
"Well, yes, I guess I am," replied Terry meekly. "Rosa, I can't think of any other way to stop my breasts from leaking so much and believe me I don't want to have to do this just as much as you."
"Terry, I, uh, I just don't know if..." responded Rosa as she continued the award winning performance.
"Rosa, please help me? Just this once and I'll never ask you to do anything like this ever again, I promise!" pleaded Terry. "I just don't know what else to do!"
Rosa slowly walked around to stand directly in front of Terry and looked down sympathetically at her pleading face. She then reached down and grasped both of Terry's hands and held them firmly while she knelt down in front of her and laid their hands on Terry's lap. Rosa tried to contain her inner joy and looked into Terry's eyes with as little emotion as she could muster.
"Terry, I think of you as my friend, a very good friend and you know that I'd do anything for you, anything at all. All you have to do is ask me," said Rosa with true kindness in her voice as she believed every word herself.
"Oh, thank you, Rosa! Thank you!" gushed Terry as she let go of Rosa's hands and pulled her heads to her chest and embraced Rosa lovingly.
"So what should I do? How do you do this properly?" asked Rosa innocently as she pulled away from Terry's embrace and looked up at her with doe-like eyes. "It's been quite a while since I breast fed from mother. I might be a little rusty, if you know what I mean."
"Well, it's kind of easy really. You just have to put your mouth around my nipple and, you know, suck a little and then that's it, I guess," explained Terry nervously.
"All right, here goes nothing," said Rosa as she inched forward until her mouth was poised directly in front of Terry's dripping right nipple.
Rosa looked at the swollen nipple like it was the most precious thing in the world at that moment. Even though she had been sucking and nursing from Terry's tits for many weeks now, it was nothing compared to the giant step of doing it while Terry was actually awake and totally aware of what she was doing. Not to mention the fact that Terry was actually approving of the whole thing. This moment would be monumental in their relationship and Rosa was going to make sure that everything went perfectly.
Rosa quickly closed the distance between her pouting lips and Terry's moist nipple until she had fully engulfed the hard tip and sealed her mouth around the hot flesh. Rosa heard Terry gasp loudly as soon as her mouth made contact with her breast. She then started to slowly suck on the nub and flick at it tentatively with the tip of her tongue. Her suction gradually increased just as her prodding tongue lapped and licked at the stiff nipple causing the flow of milk to steadily stream out of the full breast and into Rosa's hungry mouth. Rosa held back her enthusiasm for a few minutes and attempted to nurse from Terry's tit in as clinical of a way as she could think of, but that didn't last long as her arousal was building quickly from having succeeded with her seduction so perfectly.
Terry looked down at her exposed chest and watched in awe as Rosa sucked and nursed from her huge, milk-producing breast like the most angelic child she never had. She knew that this was only being done out of pure desperation, but she could not deny the fact that the incredible sensations that were emanating from her milk-filled breast were something quite unexpected. Terry could actually feel the milk flowing through her breast, through her swollen nipple and into Rosa's open mouth. It was strange, but at the same time very erotic and arousing beyond words. The whole scene was turning her on more than she could've ever thought possible as she continued to watch as Rosa lapped at her nipple and drank her special milk. When she looked over at her left breast she could see it starting to spray the milk out from her turgid nipple as the pressure became too much for it to be contained.
"Rosa, please, the other one," whispered Terry meekly.
Rosa opened her eyes and looked over at the other tit and saw the nipple spraying it's prized liquid in all directions. She released her lips from Terry's left nipple and practically lunged at her right breast and clamped her mouth around the leaking tip and began to suck voraciously. The fresh milk soon gushed forth and flooded her mouth as she sucked and prodded the hard tip with her talented tongue. She spent the next few minutes draining that breast of its precious supply while she reached up with her left hand and began to tweak Terry's left nipple. Her fingers became moist almost immediately as the nipple began to release more milk under the pressure from her fingers as she pulled and stretched the hardened nub incessantly. After another minute or two, and the milk flow began to subside somewhat, Rosa began to alternate between both tits as she worked feverishly to drain them both equally. Her skillful hands were working Terry's breasts expertly now as well as they began to pull on the huge mounds and effectively milked them like a farm girl would milk a cow.
Terry's mind became clouded over, once again, and confused as Rosa continued to nurse from her breasts and milk her flesh. She was beginning to build up to a very powerful climax, as the amazing sensations in her chest seemed to amplify as Rosa increased her suction and began to attack her diamond-like nipples with her incredible tongue. Terry was beginning to realize just how wonderful it felt to have her breasts treated in such a manner, and also just how Carmen must've felt every time she nursed from her large breasts. After more than ten minutes of the exquisite nursing she could sense that her breasts were emptying and that her milk was no longer flowing, but she refused to stop Rosa from continuing out of the sheer pleasure she was expecting from her impending orgasm. She held Rosa's head firmly onto her breast with one hand as she grabbed onto the arm of the chair with her other hand for support as the orgasm quickly overtook her and exploded within her womb like nothing that she had ever experienced before.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!" cried Terry as she was in the throws of the incredible rush that continued on and on as several waves hit her in quick succession.
Rosa held onto Terry's tit for dear life as she felt the older woman begin to stiffen and then thrash about as her climax was upon her. She pulled and twisted Terry's exposed nipple and bit down slightly onto the fleshy nub in her mouth sending Terry into another series of incredible sensations. Rosa was amazed at how long Terry's climax lasted as her body heaved and rocked back and forth for more than a few minutes. She finally relaxed somewhat as her orgasms subsided and her body attempted to recover from the fantastic ride. Rosa reluctantly disengaged herself from Terry's nipple and then looked down at both tits with pride, as they were noticeably smaller due to being completely drained of every drop of milk they had churned out during the first half of the day. Terry's nipples were red and throbbing and swollen even more than they were before because of Rosa's voracious attention. She reached up and gently cupped both tits and casually rubbed her thumbs back and forth across the still stiff nipples, as she looked up past the mountainous flesh to see Terry open her eyes finally and meet her gaze.
"I guess I did okay, because they aren't leaking any more," announced Rosa proudly.
"Yes, thank you, Rosa," panted Terry breathlessly. "I don't know what to say."
"We should really get going now because we don't know how long your breasts will stay dry and we've got a long way to go to get home," suggested Rosa as she finally released Terry's tits all together and stood up.
"Yes, that's probably a good idea. Let's get out of here before the owner comes in and sees us like this," reasoned Terry as she quickly began to come to her senses.
When Terry stood up she could feel just how wet her crotch had become from her climax and it felt very strange because she was still tightly encased in the latex pants and thong. She knew she should change out of the clothes, but she just couldn't risk letting Rosa become aware of the fact that she had climaxed from her nursing. Instead she just began to walk around unsteadily and gather up all of the clothes that they had picked out to purchase. When she picked up the black mini-dress that she wore into the shop Terry suddenly realized that her chest was completely exposed and she was going to need a shirt to cover her breasts with.
"Oh my," gasped Terry as she hurriedly looked around for something to wear.
"What is it Terry?" asked Rosa as she stopped folding clothes and looked up at Terry.
"I need to find something to cover up with. My whole chest is still exposed," replied Terry anxiously.
"Here, where this sweater top," said Rosa as she held up the tight, cashmere sweater that Terry had tried on earlier. "This will go good with those pants."
"Great! Thank you, Rosa!" exclaimed Terry mindlessly as she took the sweater and pulled it over her head and upper body.
Terry was in such a hurry to gather their things together and get out of the shop that she barely even considered to look at herself in the mirror and see how she was dressed. It was comical because the combination of the latex pants and the skin-tight sweater top were far more revealing, and in her words 'obscene', than the black mini-dress was. The latex pants of course looked like nothing more than shiny paint, and the sweater was so tight that it perfectly outlined Terry's huge chest and made it look like a large overstuffed pillow of some kind. The deep v-neck also showed off her deep cleavage like it was meant to be and just like Rosa loved it.
Rosa finished gathering up the clothes that they were purchasing and realized that she too was only wearing the rubber hot pants and although she was daring even those would be considered too much by the young girl. She quickly pulled on a tight leather skirt that Terry was getting and then looked over to see if Terry was ready to leave. What she saw almost made her laugh if she hadn't been immediately aroused by the incredible sight. Terry looked absolutely scandalous in the tight outfit she was wearing. Every curve and crevice was so clearly defined by the form-fitting clothes that there was almost nothing left to the imagination. She refrained from mentioning anything to Terry and decided to just see what happened.
"Are you ready, Terry?" asked Rosa.
"Yes, I think we've got everything that we wanted," answered Terry as she quickly looked over everything.
"All right, let's go," said Rosa as she motioned for Terry to lead the way and exit the changing room.
They both entered the main floor of the boutique and made their way over to the front counter, but did not see any sign of Esmerelda the owner. Rosa thought for a moment and then excused herself from Terry briefly as she headed towards the curtains where she saw Esmerelda disappear earlier. When she reached the curtains she quietly pulled them aside far enough to peek her head through so she could have a look around. What she saw almost floored her, but she managed to suppress a gasp and remain undetected. On the other side of the room she saw Esmerelda kneeling on top of a large dressmaking table with her face pressed firmly into the widespread crotch of another half-dressed woman laying on her back in front of her. It was obvious that neither of the women were bothered by anything that Rosa and Terry had been doing because they had been too pre-occupied with their own pleasure activities to care. Both of their bodies were covered in sweat as they had apparently been going at it for sometime now, and it didn't look like they wanted to be disturbed just yet.
Rosa smiled broadly as she pulled her head back and closed the curtains again. She made her way back to the front counter and then began to pull off all of the price tags to the items that they were purchasing and placed them on the counter. Rosa then grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down all of her credit card information and a little note instructing Esmerelda to charge all of the items to her charge card. She then continued to thank Esmerelda for the use of her shop and promised to return soon. After she placed the note next to the pile of price tags she motioned for Terry to go and they quietly left the shop and locked the door behind them. Rosa noticed on her watch that it was a little after noon so she hoped that Esmerelda didn't get anyone else knocking on the front door and disturbing her before her 'fitting' session was over.
Rosa and Terry then started to casually walk down the sidewalk and back towards their car. Terry was so relieved to be on her way home that she didn't even notice the many stares and shocked expressions from the crowded passersby that they came in contact with along the way. Rosa, of course, knew exactly what was going on and again took her time by stopping at several window displays so as many people as possible could see and gawk at Terry's lewdly displayed body. Once they reached the car there was a throng of men openly following them down the sidewalk ogling Terry's perfect ass as it swayed to and fro with every step of her high heels. Rosa laughed to herself as she thought to herself that everything that they were so mesmerized by would soon be hers and hers alone. Then she started the car and headed for home where she was going to have to place an interesting phone call to Dr. Cueva that Rosa still had the 20-minute ride to plan out.