Mary passed through the various mannequins, stopping a moment in front of a wide hipped figure with some sort of superhero costume.
Wow.. I hope this one has an adjustable feature. No way I can pull it off with hips like mine.
She blushed noticing the considerable sculpting effort around the behind area. Comparing the childbearing hips to hers she could definitely hide behind. The shopkeeper approached patting the round area. Mary noticed sudden softness responding kinda bouncingly to the sudden contact.
Dear, I'm sure you'll fill it out quite well. This fabric has the best stretching properties.
Tempting.. But spandex and rubber, not really my thing. I tried it once and felt constricted.
Hmm... If you're looking for a "freer" feel these might suit you better.
The shopkeeper slides between the mannequins, loosing Mary for a moment before she finds her again, adjusting the features of a particular one. Mary's eyes widened and her cheeks reddened at the sight.
The mannequin was striking a mid dance pause with an arm over the head and an other across the front. Between the legs fell a long fabric with beautiful scriptures, connecting around the waste with the other half behind by a magnificent belt made out of some fancy braided leather high ridding over the hips. The fabric arch leaving the thighs overflow the sides. Here eyes raised noticing total absence and exposure around the abdomen, then mercifully cover around the chest. The identical collared chest cover was very light fabric and not looking as robust to support what was hidden behind. Though Mary not really minding as her shy chest was more than strong enough to handle itself and the decoration was very pretty. The sleeves went down the the wrists but the fabric was translucent and tethered to free flowing cloth on either side.
Finally the head was covered by the same colored face mask letting one's smile barely visible through. Accessories included many rune writings all over the body from head to toe and some cute little pointy ear tips. Safe to say, the costume left very little for the imagination.
Gosh.. It sure is pretty but there's no way I can wear that...
How come? A figure like yours would fit perfectly for a goddess attire like this. If anything, there is actually a ban for wearing this where it came from.
I.. Well it is magnificent for sure. But although last year I had some kinda risky witch outfit, this is on an other level. Are there even any underwear or safety pants?
Ahah! My my how cute. I can assure you, it is quite safe dear. Besides wasn't it your deepest desires to quote "blow their minds"?
The shopkeeper made rounds around Mary, almost whispering in her ears. The presence alone gave her goosebumps and every moment her eyes fell upon the costume she couldn't shake the exciting feeling.
W..Well maybe I did... It's just.. We don't live close and having to walk in public with this...
I see. Hmm, public. There might be just the thing.
She disappears again, leaving Mary alone with the ever so hypnotizing suit. The more she admired it, the more she saw herself instead of the mannequin, flowing in front of everyone's eyes, just as captivated as she is now. A sudden heat rush woke her up, wiggling her head and patting her cheeks to clear her mind.
This! Will be perfect. After all, mortals must be protected by the sight of divinity.
She covers the costume and it's wearer with a long coat, severing the pulled gaze of the young lady back with the living. The new piece of clothing looked like one of these high aristocrat dress with top fur surrounding the neck. If anything it looked incredibly comfy. Plus the forms of the mannequin where now camouflaged.
This, is special. Keeps you warm in the cold and cool in the heat. But most importantly, shields the sight from what truly lies beneath. In more ways than one.
Oh! That actually might work. I don't intend to be in the nude all night.
Wonderful, although I do find it quite a waste to hide beauty from view. Compromises must be made nonetheless. Now dear, what will it be?
Fine. I'll take it! You really know your stuff. I just hope this year will be the one.
Well, music to my ears dear. I'll be but a moment. In the meantime, if you wish to try it on, down there you'll find the changing rooms.
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