[MTFF] If the Panties Fit

[Harri-chan]

Candace was quite award of her dress remaining bunched up as she stood there in the street, people occasionally walking passed. Wearing panties was bad enough, but now she realised just how easily the whole world could see them! Just a few inches of bunched frills saving her from further embarrassment. She peered down at the front of the dress, and tried to manoeuvre her bunny to press it down slightly along her thighs, hoping that would fix the back of the dress too!

"Belle!", came Grace's voice as the teenager smacked her hand against the wall. "You're body isn't as tough as you might be used to. You need to look after yourself, and that does not include punching walls, you silly girl!". She sighed and shook her head, moving closer and laying her hand on Belle's upper back, gently rubbing between her shoulder blades. "This won't stop you being successful in life, Dear. In fact, now you have a second chance, you can learn from any mistakes made last time, and be even better".

[muffinstud]

"I know you're trying to make me feel better about this... mom." Belle grimaces as she gets her back rubbed. She can feel Grace's hand brush the straps of her bra through her top. "But this is a huge change, and I'm not going to accept any of this today, if ever. Now, can we please find some suitable clothes?"

Using the bunny to push her dress down isn't all that effective. Candace manages to push the hem down a little bit, but most of her actions just press the frills against her, tickling even more. She even feels the soft fur of Mr. Bunny brush against her thighs, adding even more tickles.

[Harri-chan]

Grace looked into Belle's eyes for a long moment before nodding her head, and then her gaze shifted, looking down the street, and she pointed a finger. "Let's start at my boutique down there. I just want you to stay calm, okay? It's probably not going to be the sort of things you want to wear every day, but please don't cause a scene in front of my employees", she said, sliding one arm around the teenage girl's waist, drawing her closer as they turned and started heading down the street.

Candace had realised the large window at the front of the bridal store acted like a mirror, and was blushing brightly at the reflection gazing back at her. The blonde little girl looked so young, so innocent, and if she hadn't known better... she'd have guessed her age was even less than eight! The bunny wasn't exactly helping with her image, but she was pretty sure she'd feel worse without it's comforting presence, and kept a very firm hold of it as she was tugged along the street by Grace.

[muffinstud]

Isabella follows her as she looks down at her revealing clothes. "As long as I can get out of these, I'm about willing to try anything once..." She grimaces. "You don't have shoes in this store too, do you? These things are killing me."

The innocent, pure image in the reflection is a stark contrast to the beautiful, mature image of Mommy, or the sexy, revealing image of Isabella. So much shorter, too. She has to move her legs a lot quicker to keep up with them, making her skirt bounce against her legs. She has a long way to go, but in time she will match each of those reflections. But for now, she finds comfort in her bunny and the smile Mommy gives her as they walk.

[Harri-chan]

Grace reached out to gently brush some hair back from Belle's face, "Not in my shop, Dear, but there's plenty of shoes to be had around here", she promised. "Heels aren't always comfortable, but looking good isn't easy, Belle. You do want to look good, don't you?", she asked, and Ian invaded the teenager girl's thoughts again. Reaching the end of the street, Grace led the two girls into a store with a brown wooden sign across the front. The dummies in the window had outfits clearly meant for women closer to Grace's age, but once inside, Belle could see there was something for anyone that age, all the way down to her own.

A young girl about the same age as her came to the greet them. She had shoulder length, glossy brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, and wore a black, long-sleeved blouse, a grey, knee-length pencil skirt, with black tights and simple heeled shoes. Her face was made up, although not overly so, and her necklace and bracelets had a similar simplicity about them.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Robinson", she said with a smile, and then looked to Belle, her brow creasing ever so slightly, but Grace was quick to introduce her two new daughters.

"Heather", she nodded. "These are my daughters, Belle and Candace", she smiled, nodding at the two girls in turn. "Belle is actually only a year or two younger than yourself. I was hoping you could find her a few outfits".

Heather smiled brightly at Belle, and bobbed her head, "Of course. Follow me", she said enthusiastically, and turned, motioning for Belle to follow her toward the back of the store, leaving Grace with Candace. There was nothing on display in the store for even younger teens, let alone a girl of Candace's age, but that didn't mean she was off the hook. Grace had other stores, in other parts of town, and even in other towns entirely, each one carefully targeting the demographic that would bring in the most sales in each location. The stock room would have plenty of outfits fit for an eight year old or younger, that were waiting to be sent out to other stores.

[muffinstud]

Belle looks back at Grace for a moment as she's led off. "I... guess I'll see you later..." She glances at Heather and offers a hesitant smile. "So... you're going to be helping me find something more... substantial?" If the girl beside her really was only a year or two older, then she was just the perfect age for her old self to try and pick up. She looked nice, professional... Belle gathers up her courage. This is a modern age, after all... there's a chance this girl could be interested in her. "You look really nice, by the way."

Mommy tugs Candace back out of the store with a smile. "Come on, dear. There's nothing here in your size. Luckily, there's a store nearby that's right up our alley." She leads the little girl to a store with a french name... and very pink walls. All the mannequins out front are wearing little frilly dresses like her own, and there are more inside. "Here we are. Now, lets find you something nice to wear to our dinner party, shall we?"

[Harri-chan]

Heather looked a little puzzled, but her smile never faded. "Thanks", she said, her gaze barely lingering on Belle before turning to some clothing rails. If Belle was hoping her compliment would stir up some kind of romantic spark, it had failed, as the sales girl began working through a series of dresses. "What kind of colours do you like?", she asked without even looking back.

Of course, Heather worked for her Mom... so Belle could probably force the girl to make out with her by threatening to tell Grace she'd done a poor job. Yet... how would she feel if that was done to her? She found herself imagining that every person she met from that moment onwards just wanted to get inside her panties. Briefly, it caused a tingle between her thighs, but wouldn't it get really tiring if that's all anyone saw her as? And here she was thinking of Heather in that same way! Maybe it would be better to just think of the pretty girl as a friend...


Candace cringed at all the frilly little dresses that surrounded her as Mommy led her into the very pink store. She remembered Belle being told to turn up at the party when she felt like, but it didn't sound like the same applied to herself. The dresses looked so immature, but she didn't dare voice those concerns, as for all she knew, this was exactly what an eight year old was supposed to wear.

"They all look tickly...", she said hesitantly as she looked around.

[muffinstud]

Belle gets red in the cheeks as she feels the tingles, and shakes her head to try and clear her mind. She had never blackmailed girls into sleeping with her before this, and she won't let herself start now. It's just the sad truth of the matter that she is a woman... and therefore not on most other women's radars. But... perhaps it would be nice to be around someone and not be overcome with foreign sensations and embarrassing feelings.

She lets herself relax a bit around the girl, and attempts a smile. "My favorite color is blue... but I'm open to any recommendations. As long as they're modest, mind you."


Mommy squeezes her hand and smiles down at her. "Don't worry, dear. You won't always be wearing such fancy dresses. We'll need to get things for you to play in, and for school as well. Of course, if you like these dresses, we could get you more." She leads the little girl over to a rack of dresses with poofy sleeves and lace at the hem. With one of these... she would look like she was dressing up as a princess! "Now, is there a color you like?"

[Harri-chan]

"Blue would work... but I'm not sure it would be your best colour", said the other girl thoughtfully, looking Belle over, but not in the way she'd been hoping for, and then nodded. "Let's try... this!", she smiled, and reached into a rack of dresses, pulling out a sleeveless green cotton dress. It looked slightly longer than the black miniskirt, maybe an inch passed mid-thigh, but what made it look so much more comfortable was the loose fit. It looked so... floaty. It did have a somewhat low-cut neckline, but it was surely an improvement over what Samantha had provided. "Wanna try it on? The changing rooms are just back there... ", she pointed behind her, to a short corridor with three booths that had cream curtains pulled across them.



The word school stuck Candace with such force, it felt like a physical blow. Her hand tightened around Grace's, and she looked up in a panic. "School? But... ", she began, but was cut off as she was led to a selection of dresses even more frilly than the one she had on. When the woman asked what colour she liked, she stared at the dresses, before looking back up at her, "Mommy... why do I have to go to school?", she asked, pleadingly. Frilly dresses had suddenly dropped way down on the list of problems she was facing.

[muffinstud]

Belle looks over the airy dress and sighs as she takes the green dress. "Sure. Could you help me find some underwear too? My current set... isn't all that comfortable." She turns and heads to the dressing room, pulling the curtain closed behind her before stripping the horrendous shoes and revealing clothes off. She frowns at the dress and shakes her head before looking down at herself in the red satin underwear. "Man, what I'd do for a good pair of pants..."


The older woman smiles and pulls out a yellow party dress, with short poofy sleeves, a bow in back, and lace at the hem. "Well, dear. Little girls your age have to go to school. If you didn't, you'd raise quite the uproar. Besides, you're much smarter than other kids your age, school should be a cakewalk." She smiles and puts the yellow dress up against Candace with a nod. "You can even go to my old school. Of course, we'd have to fit you for the uniform. I can't have my daughter going to a public school and wasting her education, now can I?"

[Harri-chan]

"Sure can", smiled Heather, heading off in the opposite direction as Belle stepped into the dressing room and pulled the curtain across. As she lost track of the moment while studying herself in the red satin bra and panties, there was suddenly the sound of the curtain moving, and Heather was beside her. "How about these?", she asked as if it were a perfectly normal situation, holding out a pair of black lace bra and panties that had a bit more of a comfy cut to them. "I love this brand, they're so comfy, but they look pretty good too, huh? Hey, what size are you? I got you a C, but I'm not so sure now... ", she said, dangling the bra, her gaze being drawn to Belle's chest.

Candace froze in place as the yellow party dress was held up against her. She cringed with embarrassment at the thought of wearing it... but the idea of refusing Grace what she wanted seemed so... mean! Her cheeks went red as the woman spoke to her as if she really were just a little girl, but maybe the woman had a point about her being smarter than the 'other kids'. She'd never been particularly great at school before, just average, but going back there now, knowing all she knew... she could end up one of those kids that always scored the highest on tests, or devoted herself to learning to play a musical instrument or a sport!

"Wh-When will I have to start?".

[muffinstud]

She blushes at the intrusion on her privacy, and her blush increases as the size of her chest is brought up. "I'm not sure... but I think a D? They've... grown recently." She tries not to meet the other girl's eyes, completely embarrassed by having to admit something so personal to a complete stranger. Belle still wants to keep up appearances, and tries with all her might not to cover herself up. But then again... this girl isn't looking at her in the same way people have earlier.


Mommy pulls the dress back and leads the girl along to another section of the store, filled with lighter sundresses, knee socks, and plenty of other girly items fitted for children. "Well, school started last week, so I'd like to get you in as soon as possible. I'll let you have a couple of days to get accustomed to things, but the sooner we can get you in the classroom the better." Doing school over again... it seems great now. But what about when she gets older? What about when she starts looking like Belle... and what about when boys start giving her unwanted attention?

[Harri-chan]

"Wow... I bet you're popular with the boys", said Heather, seeming quite surprised at Belle's chest size, but she nodded her head, handing her the panties before taking the bra with her, "I'll find a bigger one", she promised, and stepped back out. The comment sent different thoughts racing through her head... like how she could make sure she got Ian's attention by dressing the right way, and highlighting certain parts of her body. She didn't have to dress like a slut, but there was always a middle ground. Heather was back moments later, with the larger-sized bra, and after handing it to Belle, instead of stepping back out, she took a seat on the little bench in the dressing room. "I wanna see how this looks before picking anything else out".


Candace followed Grace through the store, her eyes drawn to the lighter sundresses, and she could just imagine how comfortable they felt without all that lace rubbing against the thighs. She reached out, brushing her fingers along the thin cotton of one of them, before looking back up at Grace when she continued talking about school, and chewed her lip as she pictured the inevitably of growing up to become Belle. Thank fully ... that seemed so far away. Maybe she should embrace the girly clothes as long as she could, and pray no boy ever noticed her?

"Can I get one of these Mommy?", she asked, blushing brightly as she pointed to the short, flowery sundress.

[muffinstud]

Belle blushes at the comment, and the thoughts that came after it. "I'm a little more popular than I'd like, sometimes..." She takes the bra and studies it and her chest. Why did she want Ian to notice her? All he did was make her feel those new, awkward sensations. As good as they felt sometimes, she didn't like the lack of control she had over herself when they came.

She was about to remove her red lacy bra until she noticed the other girl still in the booth with her. She hadn't even put on the new panties yet. This girl is going to see everything! Belle bites her lip and closes her eyes before switching out the panties as quickly as she can. Then she reaches back and undoes the bra, which gives her a little more trouble. She manages to get it off, letting her breasts swing freely for a brief moment before she awkwardly puts on the black bra.


Grace smiles. "Of course, dear. If you like that kind of dress, we can get you a few." She pauses and pulls out a couple of the airy sundresses, one a light green and the other a rosy pink. "These should do nicely. Are there any others that you'd like?" The dresses are very girly indeed... and she is still at the age where kids believe in cooties, so perhaps the idea of being as girly as possible could work. Besides, there's a white sundress in the same size that looks nice... and it matches her bunny.

[Harri-chan]

Heather seemed to notice the trouble Belle was having, first taking off her bra, and then putting the new one on, her brow creasing slightly as she watched. "So... you got a boyfriend or anything?", she asked before the silence went on too long. "I just started seeing this new guy. He works at the pool", she added with a grin, leaning her head back against the wall. "He's way better looking than my last boyfriend". Belle's breasts did actually swing because of their size, causing a weight tugging sensation on her chest before she cupped them in the black lace bra.

Candace watched the sundresses being taken from the rack, and for a moment she realised she'd actually asked for these! Although it was only for a moment, as her subconscious convinced her that being particularly girl could act as a deterrent to boys! When asked if there was others she liked, she chewed her lip and looked over the white dress... but with those thoughts still in her head, it was one beyond it which stood out. It was white too, with short sleeves, but had a pink, sailor style bib collar, and a huge pink bow on the chest. Hesitantly, she pointed at the dress, "Could we get that one?".