While Sandra showered the twins, Jac and Jill, put together a simple outfit from Sandra's limited wardrobe. They chose a plain white t-shirt that looked a little older, so was thinner, and a pair of light blue jeans that the brunette hadn't pulled from her closet. The pants were the same size as the one the tomboy wore on a regular basis they just had frayed cuffs and a hole in one knee, and an old pair of tennis shoes they had found in the closet. All things Sandra hadn't worn in maybe two years and she hadn't tossed yet.
When Sandra came out to see the outfit the twins had chosen, she blanched a little. "Those are old," she said. "Where's the underwear?"
"They should still fit," said Jac.
"No underwear, not even socks. Need to let your chest breathe and your shorts are very unflattering," said Jill. "We will replace your shoes first. Once you have shoes, not heels, we'll toss those. For now they are the most feminine shoes you have."
"We'll get you some panties and eventually some bras," added Jac, with a smile. With that Sandra pulled the shirt on, a little worry in her eyes. She had to fight the jeans over her hips and butt, but they were comfortable once they were up and fastened. The shoes fit comfortably, but were odd feeling because it had been years since she'd worn them and she was wearing them without socks.
"That's nice, but we need to do a couple small changes," said Jac looking at Jill. Jill nodded and stepped behind the slightly shorter girl, Jac stepped in front.
Jill grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it up then back. She tied the excess in her hands into a knot in the middle of Sandra's back. This showed off the pale, flawless flat stomach of the young woman and gave a hint that she wasn't wearing a bra. The thinness of the shirt also help hint at her being braless.
Jac placed her hands on Sandra's hips and shifted the waistline of the jeans. She pulled the jeans up first, but didn't like the way they sat on the girl, plus Sandra grimaced in mild pleasure. She then tried pushing them as low as she could without causing Sandra discomfort. This she liked and left the jeans that way. With the tightness of the jeans, the bared middle, the plain colored shirt, Sandra looked taller than her five foot six.
She looked at herself in the mirror in the bathroom. "Damn, I look hot. Now I understand what the guys at the shop are talking about when they see women dressed like this." She had unintentionally cocked her hips forward with the right a little more forward than the left.
"You'll look hotter this afternoon. The guys won't know you when they look at you." Jac was looking over her shoulder with a smile.
"I like the pose. You look like a model, Girl," said Jill. "Now let's go."
"OK," said the other two girls.
They exited the bedroom, when Jac said, "I need to use the toilet. Mind if I use yours?" She looked at Sandra. Sandra shrugged and shook her head to indicate that she didn't care. Jac slipped back into the bedroom and straight to the bathroom.
"She'll catch up in a minute. Let's go get the car started," said Jill. She led the way out of the house, making sure Sandra had her key before they left. They walked to the purple Honda Accord. Jill slipped behind the wheel and Sandra sat in the back on the passenger's side. Jill started the car, backed out of the driveway and pulled in front of Sandra's house. She stopped the car just as Jac came out.
"The knot in my shirt is uncomfortable while sitting," complained Sandra as the twin with the braided hair got into the car.
"Then undo it. When we get out, don't move until one of us redoes it," said Jac. She threw a smile over her shoulder. "Thanks."
Sandra undid the knot and smiled. "You're welcome."
"Now we're off," said Jill. She slipped her sunglasses on and accelerated down the street. Jac slipped her shades on too.
In no more than fifteen minutes they were pulling into the parking lot to the mall. During that they all stayed silent, thinking about the day.
Sandra was a little worried, because she didn't want to be outed as not wearing underwear and that she wasn't womanly enough for these two women. But then that was what today was about, making her more of a woman and less of a tomboy.
Jac and Jill were each thinking of ways to get their new friend into several different things. Each wanted to have her join them in their beds, but they also wanted her to be very happy with the new look they were going to help her with.
Jill parked and they climbed out. Jac pulled Sandra to her and knotted the shirt again, maybe a little tighter than what her sister had done, then made sure the jeans hadn't ridden up to high, and maybe pushed them a little lower. Someone could almost see the very top of her crack, and they could definitely see she was in good shape from the 'cut' look on her hips. Two steps later the jeans slid to where Jac had set them at the house, still allowing people to see Sandra's hips.
They walked into the mall and Jac led them to Wet Seal. Just before they entered the store, Sandra's stomach rumbled. She covered it by crossing her arms over her bared skin, hunching slightly. Her ears reddened as she joined in the laughter from the twins.
"Hungry again? Already?" asked Jac, grinning.
"Well you know doing a lot of physical work does cause you to become hungry faster," Sandra said, shaking her head, feeling warm.
"OK," said Jill. "Let's stop in the food court before we get to shopping." The others nodded and they turned away from the store heading back the way they came.
Just past the door they used to enter the mall, they entered the food court. Sandra led them to McDonalds. Sandra figured what she wanted to eat. As she was getting in line she felt the need to use the restroom. She handed a twenty to Jill, told her want she wanted, and then hustled away to the facilities.
It took her a couple minutes to relieve herself. She stepped out of the stall and in front of a sink. While washing her hands she looked at herself in the mirror. What she saw shocked her. At the house when Jill tied the shirt, there was the barest hint she wasn't wearing a bra. Now her nipples were standing proud and tenting the fabric, because Jac had tied it tighter to her body and Sandra was aroused from thinking about what she did earlier with the twins.
She was scared that people were going to start thinking of her wrongly, yet she was also getting much more aroused at how the shirt clung to her chest. She even felt the urge to go back into the stall and masturbate, but shook it off as she thought of the twins waiting for her. "They teach me something that I really enjoyed and I've only done it once," she mumbled to herself as she dried her hands and exited the room. Another woman entering the room looked at her funny, but Sandra didn't notice.
Jac and Jill had found a table in the middle of the food court. There were a large bag, three cups and a water bottle on the table. Sandra sat across from Jill since the twins had taken the seats on one side. She pulled her food out of the bag and started opening the boxes.
"You know the shirt was tied tighter when we got here?" she asked lifting her Big Mac to her lips. She took a big bite as the twins shared a smirk.
"I wondered if you felt a difference when I tied it, but you didn't. Found out in the mirror?" said Jac leaning forward. Sandra, whose mouth was full, only nodded. "Want it fixed?"
Taking another bite she shook her head. After she swallowed, she said, "Knowing you, I'd probably flash the mall while you were playing with the shirt." She grinned at them. She was thinking that she would probably like the feeling and if she started she would probably want to do it again.
"I wouldn't do that to you," said Jill. She would have liked to see the brunette flash the mall though. Jac just gave a sheepish grin. "Would you like me to fix it?"
"Nah," said the brunette, shaking her head. "It's alright. Besides it'll be coming off soon." She took another bite as the twins looked at her in lust filled surprise. Neither had expected Sandra to say that. Sandra looked at the twins in confusion for a short moment then quickly added, "I mean when I try on clothes."
"Right," said the twins together.
"We were discussing it while you were in the restroom. We think that it would be a good idea that you go braless for a week," said Jill, seriously. Sandra had just taken a sip of water, which was promptly sucked into the wrong pipe, because of her surprise. She immediately started coughing. Jill's statement about her chest needing to breathe at the house finally sank in while she was trying to stop coughing
