<span style="font-style: italic">- Thanks Anna! </span>says Tam, her tail flicking happily.<span style="font-style: italic">We could also get more 'formal' outfits also. It might help make Dad accept the tight ones, what do you think Anna?</span><br/><br/>The tigress looks at the sheetah, nodding and looks at the clothes she brings back. She puts on the flowing dress with the long cut, and purrs in pleasure, as it makes her appear bigger than she already is, and also she looks like such a young distinguished lady in it; yet it hints at the playful and slightly teasing feline part hidden via the long cuts that shows off her legs when she walks. She tries out more clothes, putting them in two piles after she tried them: the first are the oens she likes, the other the ones she don't like. The second pile quickly grows bigger than the first one. She selects some very tights outfit, and several more loose ones to cope with her father's instructions. They're of various colors, the darker ones doing a nice job in hidign most of her curves and making her look bigger, the more colourfoul one, at the contrary, showing the nice shape of the tigress.<br/><br/>Then they goes to the bra and underwear. Tamara removes her panty without a second thought, standing naked in front of Anna and the cheetah, the later being, after all, a complete stranger. But it seems than shame and modesty are concepts Tamara lost somewhere as she grew, if she ever had them first; that is.