demon summoning gone wrong

"No, I just want to see your reaction at your first porn check," he said, smiling at the joy and surprise he was about to witness.
 
She smiled and pulled out the check. Her eyes widened in shock, but soon a large smile crept across her face. "Are you serious?" she squealed happily.
 
"For someone well known, it's much more," he said, "For the first time its a little more than average."
 
He got in the passenger seat. "Let's go get some outfits for you," he said. "We need to get you some modelling photos."
 
She nodded and drove to the store he suggested. Getting out, she placed her purse over her shoulder and locked her car.
 
"Turn yourself loose and let me know when you find something you want to try on for me," he said, exploring the electric play section.
 
She saw what he was looking at and shivered before going over to the clothing, flipping through the racks idly, trying to find something that would pop out. "You have a personal preference?" she asked.
 
"That doesn't help," she murmured under her breath, knowing he probably heard. She personally hated clothes shopping for herself, and finally she found something she actually kind of liked. . . then another. . . and then another. . .

"Baby, I have a problem. I have multiple outfits now," she said mentally.
 
"Pick three or four different looks," he said back, "I would like to see you in them and give you some feedback."
 
"Oh boy," she groaned, picking four and heading to the dressing rooms.

The first number was a sheer sundress that hit her knees when standing, and had soft pink roses faded onto the fabric.
 
She beamed and flitted back into the dressing room to change.

The second was a black mini skirt that came with it's own fishnets. A belt of handcuffs set themselves on her hips, just mere inches from the waistband of the skirt. On top she wore a black crop top, the fabric just covering her underboob.
 
She giggled. "Thanks, baby," she cooed, heading back in.

The third outfit was a red blouse with several buttons missing, so it simply hanged on her frame. Tight black pants hugged her legs, giant slits up the side, going all the way to show off her ass.
 
Her grin got bigger as she sauntered back into the dressing room.

The final outfit was a deep blue halter dress, the cut in front plunging, the back coming just on top the curve of her ass. It was a long dress, but it still showed a lot of skin, since the bottom portion was sheer.
 
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