Nicole pounded on the bedroom door, the sound slightly muted by her cut-off black leather gloves.
"Come on Prudence! How long does it take to put on the same damn 'Nerd Girl' costume you wear every year?"
She pulled a plastic night stick from a wide belt slung loosely around her hips, rattling a pair of toy handcuffs clipped on to accessorize her 'Officer Nikki' outfit.
She rapped impatiently on the door with it.
"Let's go! Move it, or Officer Nikki is gonna open a can of whoop ass with my night stick!"
She sighed inwardly, reminded of trying to get in the bathroom while one of her five brothers hid behind the locked door, pulling himself through puberty. Not having one herself, she never understood their fascination with tugging on a tube of flesh until it spit creamy goop.
Even after giving several hand jobs, she didn't 'get' what the big deal was. It seemed guys had a much bigger reaction than women did. She'd had her share of orgasms, but somehow they didn't seem as explosive as a guy's. Part of her felt that the whole deal was just unfair.
A soft giggle from behind drew her attention from the door. Nicole peered sternly over mirrored sunglasses perched on her nose at Madeline, who was making final adjustments to her 'Candy Striper' costume.
Madeline could turn heads on any night, but tonight, she was awesome. A red and white striped outfit hugged tightly around soft curves. Her 'shirt' was short sleeved, with just a tiny bit of fabric stretched between generous, well shaped tits. Some women had breasts, others had boobs, and still others had a nice rack. Maddy had tits. A great set of tits.
They gave a saucy bounce whenever she moved, pushed higher by the top ending just below them, leaving her gently toned midriff bare. An ultra-mini skirt with a small apron rode low on her hips and high on her pink-pantied bottom. A few soft wisps peeked around the edge of the panties. She preferred a 'natural look'. A large rhinestone glittered from her belly button, calling even more attention to a body that already screamed 'Look at me!' White lace up platform boots and a Nurses' cap pinned into loose blonde curls completed her costume.
Maddy laughed again and drawled, "What we have here, is a failure to communicate."
Nicole twirled the night stick from its strap, looped around her wrist. Her other hand adjusted the cop hat angled cockily over short, spiky dark hair. She pulled it into place and began a deliberate walk toward Madeline, patting the night stick into an open palm. The sound of plastic on leather gave her an idea.
Officer Nikki strolled a slow circle around 'Nurse Candy', small squeaks coming from her black latex knee high boots. She swung her hips under low rise, skin tight, black 'Boy shorts', one size too small to wear anything underneath. They showed off every muscle in her tight ass, while the front clearly outlined the soft rise of her neatly trimmed mound.
The night stick sounded a slow tempo on her palm. She stepped in front of Candy, and pointed to the badge pinned to her low cut, black spandex top. No one was going to notice the badge next to the zippered front of her shirt, closed just high enough to keep her from falling out of it.
Madeline glanced at the badge and then back to Officer Nikki's top, noticing a band of elastic at the bottom offering small support to the choice pair above it. There was no way in Hell they were going to stay inside that tiny top all night.
Officer Nikki gave Candy a disapproving look and questioned, "So, is that 'Candy Striper', or 'Candy Stripper'?"
Maddy felt a small start inside. Something about 'being watched' had always appealed to her, but she'd never worked up the nerve to try it. The idea of being the center of attention, teasing an audience, their eyes glazed with desire had lurked in the dark corners of her mind for as long as she could remember. She told herself that the fantasy was better than the reality, but the thought still lingered. On those nights when her fingers were slick with herself, it was the one that made her come.
Officer Nikki leaned in close, soft brown eyes peering into Madeline's hazel daydream. Maddy snapped back to reality, finally answering the question.
"Officer, I'll have you know I'm a highly qualified professional."
Nikki thought for a moment, and then told 'Nurse Candy', "Just to be sure, I'd better search you. Assume the position."
Madeline cooed and bent forward, placing her hands on the couch and her ass in the air. She wiggled it just a bit, taunting. A second later, two sounds filled the air. The splat of plastic on butt through very thin panty, followed by a yelp of pain.
Maddy's hand shot back to her ass. "OW! You bitch!"
Nikki laughed, cut, and ran all in the same second. Maddy shot up, rubbing her stung tush, a pained and pissed expression on her face. She let loose with a string of threats punctuated with cuss words and promises of revenge. Nikki stayed at a safe distance, laughing and taunting.
They didn't hear the door to Prudence's room open, or see her step out. "What on Earth is going on out here?" she demanded loudly.
Officer Nikki stopped in mid laugh and stared. Madeline, with her back to Prudence began railing, "This bitch got me right across the ass wi-"
Maddy turned and stopped short, suddenly speechless. If they hadn't known it was Prudence, they wouldn't have believed it. They still weren't so sure. Their quiet, shy, kept to herself in her own room unless you dragged her out friend was transformed.
Instead of her usual baggy sweats, or the expected 'Nerd Girl' costume, was an exquisite creature, radiating sexuality. Trying to take in the vision that had silenced them, they blinked, swallowed, looked at each other, and blinked again. Odd sounds came from their open mouths as their brains tried to catch up with their eyes.
Madeline's eyes took in Prudence bit by bit, from head to toe. Soft auburn curls, freed from their normally severe bun, flowed thickly to mid back. Dark blue eyes danced with mischief above a sheer, light purple veil. A silver band circled each upper arm and wrist. Two small triangles of opaque cloth matching the veil and some string struggled to cover a chest that seemed one size too large for her taut, petite frame. Jeweled fringe twinkled from the bottom of each triangle.
A wide sash of silk around her waist belted a pair of nearly transparent harem pants. Open slits along the sides invited a playful glimpse of surprisingly long, toned legs. Loose chains of sparkling gems spanned the front waistband. Two others circled her ankles, keeping the pant legs in place. Darker purple panties showed through the thin fabric, accented with tiny jewels hinting at the delights beneath them.
The costume gave her an aura of sultry innocence, showing all, revealing nothing. It was perfect.
The silence in the room stretched, becoming uncomfortable. Behind the veil, Prudence blushed, feeling very self-conscious, teetering toward embarrassment. This was not the reaction she was hoping for. She needed approval, not silence.
