"They seem...a<em>little</em>tight?  Like, tight enough that I can feel it, but not that it's so much of a problem?"  Danae replied to Lexis.  Except, as they would discover, it<em>would</em>be a problem...just a problem of a different sort.  Lexis would be able to feel the panties<em>move</em>against her sex when she shifted her hips as part of trying to put on the bra, a small thrilling sensation trilling down her spinal cord.<br/><br/>Across the way, Danae was having similar issues with the bra - more so, because her boobs were actually even bigger than Lexis'.  It was apparent that the girl was more flexible than her friend, as she had managed her arms behind her with little problem, but the issue for her was getting the catch to hook.  With each miss, her tits jiggled enticingly, moving in fashions that would hypnotize any red-blooded man watching.  (Good thing none such were around at the moment.)  Finally, Danae managed the task, and the hook<em>clicked</em>into place, providing...some stability to her breasts.  (At least now, they were covered up.)<br/><br/>By the time this happened, the shoes (and in Lexis' case, the stockings) had already been tossed into the room.  "Well...I guess I shouldn't really be surprised by this, should I?  Looks like we're supposed to have...roles."  For Lexis, the sexy business professional; for Danae, the charming girl still at school.  Danae pulled on her striped stockings, and then added the shoes to the set.<br/><br/>"So now what?"