Edith walked down the racks of costumes. It seemed incredible that there were so many... and most of the ladies' costumes were apparently designed for people who had already *ahem* matured, so to speak. Nevertheless, her eye was caught by some of the more exotic costumes...
She picked out several of the costumes that seemed the most likely to achieve her goals (namely, losing her virginity), and considered her options.
There was the costume with all the veils - was it supposed to a belly dancer? A genie? Some sort of Arabian slave girl? She really couldn't tell, but it certainly looked like something made for male fantasies.
There was the Barbarienne outfit - basically a fur bikini with some chain straps.
Next to that, she had laid out the Saucy Sorceress outfit, which wasn't any less revealing than the first two... in fact, it was even more revealing, in some ways. It included a metal collar, arm and leg cuffs, a strange-looking gemstone, and a book of spells... Props make the costume, I guess, thought Edith.
Next down the row was the French Maid outfit. Not much to tell about it, although the feather duster's handle had a suspiciously phallic look to it.
Next down the list was a black bodysuit that included fur cuffs at the arms and legs... and cat ears, a tail, and a choker with a large bell on it. While it was nowhere near as revealing as the others, it had a certain appeal to Edith... she watched some anime, and knew that lots of guys went for the cat-girl look. And, if she felt the need to up the sexiness factor, she could always do a little alterations on her own.
Last was probably the most racy costume of them all. This one seemed to be a "cyborg" costume... it was a sheer, almost transparent bodysuit with strategically-placed chrome bits, a chromed opera-length glove, and several other chromed accessories.
Edith sighed. "All of these look great," she thought aloud, "but there's no way I'd fit into any of them, except maybe the one with all the veils... I just don't have the figure for it yet."
The fat man happened to be walking past as she said that. "Oh, don't worry about that," he commented. "All of our costumes are one-size-fits-all, guaranteed to fit you like a glove or double your money back." He cackled, and moved on to tidy up another section of the store.
"One size fits all, hmm?" mused Edith. "Well, with a guarantee like that, how can I refuse? The question now is... which one?"
Sun Mar 28 23:59:53 2004