Jenn walked in front of the two girls crawling down the hallway of her apartment complex. The dirty carpet left brown residue on the two's knees as they entered the elevator. Both sighed in relief when no one was on it, and no one entered as they exited the main floor.
Standing at the door letting out to the sidewalk. It was a fresh Saturday morning. Jenn drove a Jeep Rubicon.
"Both in the back." Jenn commanded.
The back seat was barely made for kids. The two smaller girls could fit but it was cramped. The vehicle was made for offroad, so the suspension barely gave on the bumps and both girls felt tossed every bump it hit.
Jenn pulled into the parking lot and parked in the last row, so they walked through the entire lot of empty slots to get into the store.
"The two of you need to take every opportunity the next three months to get exercise." Jenn opined.
Inside the store she headed to the women's wear department. Jenn wore USMC stretch pants and a USMC grey sweatshirt with a pair of strapped flat sandals. Her nipples rubbed on the rough interior of the sweatshirt as she looked through the slutty clothes, she could dress these two in.
"You two get one opportunity to impress me with your creativity. I want you to each pick out an outfit that screams Slut. You can pick out something that you can alter or something that already screams. I will give you a sentence to defend what you are altering. I am going to buy scissors and thread. You two go pick out your two outfits. Heels less than 5" will be tossed out of hand." Jenn demanded.
Jenn left the two free to shop and talk without her. She knew Pet would help her guide Slut. She grabbed five spools of thread in different colors, a package of needles, a pair of pinking sheers and a pair of cloth scissors.
She then walked back to the women's department to observe the interactions between her two. Pet walked out of the dressing cube wearing a black lace bra, a pair of white stockings, tight pencil skirt that could be taken up two inches to be perfect and black leather 6" stilettos. Jenn approved.
Slut came out in a thin summer dress but had obviously put on a bra. Jenn walked over to them to interject.
"Slut if you want to wear a bra, that is all you wear, Pet has the right idea in this exercise. Pet will lose the pads in her bra and the skirt will be raised two inches, but this is the kind of look we are after." Jenn praised Pet.
Jen walked over to the nearest rack and pulled off a pleated cheer style skirt and a V-neck flower printed tee. "Lose the dress and bra. Get some heels and try this on."
Handing it to Slut. Britt turned red and complied. When she came out Jenn marked the front and back of the shirt with a magic marker. "You will cut it here. The skirt is perfect."
Jen could see the bottom of her pussy from her seat and when she turned the bottom of her ass cheeks as well. The diamond created by the thighs ending and the ass beginning was visible clear through.
"This is fun girls, like playing dress up as little girls. That is one outfit for each. Now Pet needs a casual and Slut needs a dress up formal outfit." Jenn said.
Pet walked to the rack that Goddess had gotten the skirt for Slut from and found a matching one in white with a purple ruffle at the bottom. She then found a zip down top that was three sizes too small and tried it.
On a girl it would fit it would go around her waist and a 34" chest would have room for it to be loose. When she put it on, if she removed the sleeves the shoulders would be where her bra straps normally rode. The elastic on the bottom stretched around her midriff under her breasts and the zipper would barely connect. She got it on and walked out.
"Brilliant Pet. We will modify it as designed in the car and you can wear that outfit with these 8" heels on two-inch platforms."
Not reinventing the wheel Slut dressed in a black bra and short pencil skirt with black heels of 6" stiletto variety. They walked with their purchases in the cart to the pet section. A machine there made dog collars with the sayings of choice engraved into the metal band on them. Jenn walked up to it and slid Slut's credit card in.
"Pet, go pick out a pink leash with sparkles on it. Sluts pick one out in black." Jenn ordered.
They each returned quickly. Pet's were just as requested. Thin, pink, and sparkly. Slut surprised Jenn. Her's was thick and heavy with silver studs on it. Maybe Jenn had not understood the clay she was molding with Slut.
She would see at a future stop. Jenn purchased the matching collar to each leash and had "Marine's Pet" engraved in the pink collar and "Marine's Slut" on the heavy two-inch wide black collar with diamond stainless studs around it.
She handed each one to the girls and they headed to the checkout. The two started to self-check and Jenn said, "No let's go through isle 5". There was an older woman that looked like a grandma. Jenn wanted to see the look on her face when they checked out. The woman scanned the clothes, and each girl handed the collars and leashes. The woman handed each back after scanning them.
"You are the Marine?" the checker asked.
"Yes Ma'am." Jenn answered.
"My husband is a Marine, I had two to play with while he was deployed as well. If you need someone to watch over them let me know. Jimmy died last month, and a woman has needs." The cashier stated.
"Once they are trained, I may take you up on that, we started last night. Pet is coming along well; Slut is a little slow, but I am learning a lot on the shopping day." Jenn told her. The cashier winked and handed Slut's credit card back to Jenn. As they were leaving Jenn turned back and said, "Semper Fi". The checker nodded.
The two placed their collars around their necks and Jenn tightened and latched each other. She clipped the leashes on them and turned them to the back. This put the silver engraved piece on each facing forward.
The two carried the bags and Jenn walked in front of the two. She opened the jeep and they climbed into the back.
"Casual skirts and tops. With the pumps." Jenn stated.
The two wiggled out of their spandex and into the casual pleated skirts and Jenn cut the top for Slut with the pinking shears right in the parking lot, throwing the lower part of the shirt in the trash.
She then cut the sleeves from Pet's shirt with the same shears. She looked back at the two and it was a perfect look. Pet's large soft breasts were pushed together and up. Framed by the zipper the edges of her upper areola could be seen. Jenn was looking directly at two bare pussies in the back seat.
The small tee was flowery and cute. With Slut's arms pinned at her side her breasts pushed together and the bottom of her tits hung below the shirt. Her lower areola was visible. The collars made the look complete. She took a quick photo.
She captured the clean pussies, fat rolls over the skirt waists, tits bulging loosely and collars with names displayed. It was time to head to stop number two.
Jenn was near distraction watching the two bounce and jostle about in her rear-view mirror. She thought a camera mounted on the dash pointing back would get a million views online.
Jenn pulled up to the hair salon and waxing studio. She walked in with the two behind her. The skinny girl behind the desk asked what they needed.
"Can these two get waxed from the neck down today?" Jenn asked.
"I have a trainee that could work on them, It will take about 6 hours. The regular girl could do it in three, but it will take him about 6." Skinny said.
"Him, can I meet him first?" Jenn asked.
"Sure, go on back, you can't miss him." Skinny replied.
Jenn headed back behind the curtain and a 6'3" skinny man with purple and pink hair was working on a foil for a fat woman in a tutu. He was putting in what looked like the last one and she was doing the pull through method.
"Excuse me, I need my girl's waxed, and I am told you might have time?" Jenn asked.
"I have a free six hours and if you're worried, I only like guys so it should be ok." The stylist said.
"No, I'm not worried, they would fuck a lamp post if I told them to. I just worry that neither one of them could suck a cock if their life depended on it. Could you be like a good girlfriend and give them some pointers? You know, while you got them naked and ripping the hair off their bodies. Find out if they have any clue on how to treat a real man's cock? It would be worth and extra $150 on the tip." Jenn told him.
The fat woman was staring in wonderment about how this tall woman was talking about her girls.
"I could probably assess the situation and give some pointers. Do you mind if I use some real-life examples, I might have a friend?" He asked.
"I would appreciate the assessment. Your friend could get $150 as well for helping me out. You must work it out with the salon, it needs to go on a card." Jenn said leaving.
Jenn sat down the two and looked at her watch. It was ten and the trainee said six hours. "I will be back at 4pm. You two can wait until after your waxing to eat. They will give you all the water you want. Whatever the waxing technician asks you to give. If he wants to use your ass because his boyfriend did not put out, you do it. If I hear you refuse him anything I will cut, you with the rod." Jenn said and left.
She went home and prepared the evening festivities for the girls. She fixed herself some lunch and decided to take a quick three-hour nap. She woke at three. Fixed a protein and berry shake. Chugged it and went to see how her two girls were doing at the salon.
When she entered the salon the skinny girl behind the desk saw her and just pointed to the back. She walked through the curtain and each of her girls had one cock in hand and one in her throat. The technician did not look nearly as homosexual with his cock down Pet's throat. She looked at his face and was sure he was close, so she waited.
His hand pulled Pet to his groin and his hips pushed into her even though he was buried. She knew Pet was feeling hot slime inside her throat as it slid to her stomach from the slit in his glans. He slid free of her mouth and Jenn noticed a large thick metal ring in the end of the cock.
Pet had done a good job if that was at the base of her throat. Flaccid he looked to be 7" then the ring added another and a bit in girth.
From the puke on the floor under Slut she seemed to be managing better now. The dark-skinned man was balls deep and using her throat like a cock sleave. Jenn could see her pussy glistening and was surer of her earlier assessment. Pet was already throating the next guy and obviously fine for it. He had a bun in each hand and was skull fucking her.
"They started slow, but now I think both understand the intricacies of a man's penis and how to take it." The technician stated.
