The Lingerie Shop (Chapter 2) (Patreon)

Clarisse had always been obsessed with fashion and modeling. It was her whole world. Even from some of her earliest memories Clarisse could remember scouring through magazines to look at all the different styles of clothing as well as sneaking into her older sister and Mother’s closets to try on their clothes and makeup. It had all been a part of her life forever and she always grew up wishing she could become a model. She started off doing beauty pageants as a child because she asked her Mother if she could. That was only the beginning.

As Clarisse grew older she only grew more and more obsessed with dressing perfect and wanting to have the perfect look for any occasion. As a teenager, she would spend hours in her room looking through magazine after magazine to make sure she was always up to date on the most recent fashion trends and always did her best to know Gucci from her Louis Vuitton.

When she went to college she worked obsessively on her fashion and modeling career and knew that one day she’d be the greatest model she could ever be. Maybe she’d even make her own fashion line.

Then one day, Clarisse was on her way to a photo shoot when... something... stopped her. A strange feeling overtook her mind, and told her she should turn right... then left... then right again... until she lost her way and found herself in front of a bright neon sign.

She didn’t even catch the name of the store as she made her way inside. Immediately Clarisse was overwhelmed at the amount of gorgeous lingerie styles the little shop had for sale. Being a self-confirmed fashion line expert and aficionado, she was shocked at herself for never even hearing of any of the brands they had for sale. They seemed exquisitely posh and fancy, yet the prices they were selling them for were unbelievably affordable. Clarisse wanted to buy the whole store, but some unexplainable piece of her mind knew that buying only one was necessary.

Still guided by the invisible force that had brought her here, Clarisse scanned the shelves until she found the perfect set. Not overly fancy, but just right. A sexy lacy pink matching panties and bra set. The senseless words whispering in Clarisse’s mind told her that the price wasn’t even important. She could go to the dressing room, but she knew she didn’t need to. She was a fashion expert and model after all. If she didn’t know her own sizes and clothing perfectly something was wrong. She collected the set and brought them up to the front counter.

Without a word between her and the employee, she handed her card over, paid for the lingerie, and left. Her memories of the store dissipating the moment she had left through the front door.

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A few days later Clarisse was prepping for her new photo shoot. Her agent had been mad at her for missing her last appointment. Clarisse apologized for her absence and tried to remember where she’d been... but she couldn’t recall. Instead she claimed she’d fallen ill. Her agent still wasn’t happy, but chose to excuse it if it never happened again.

She was in the dressing room waiting for the photo shoot to start. They had told her to bring something of her own, something sexy if possible. Luckily for Clarisse, she had just the thing.

Slipping into her brand new lingerie, Clarisse felt sexier that she had ever felt before. She began looking through some of the other things that this company provided, when a fresh wave of something mystical swept over her mind. She stood there, frozen almost like a statue for a few moments, as a poofy crinkly white garment appeared and blossomed from underneath her pink panties. She was barely aware, or couldn’t comprehend the fact that it was appearing, and could do nothing to stop it.

When it had finished she went back to moving and looking through the clothing, but then... she thought better of it. They had asked for something sexy. What was sexier than what she already had on? Her pink lingerie, high heels, and her big comfy diaper?

Turning from the clothing rack, Clarisse waited for her name to be called before strutting her stuff on stage with more confidence than she’d ever had in her life! As she walked out, her smile wide, Clarisse was on top of the world. She didn’t notice anyone’s confused face, she didn’t notice any phones coming out or any of the whispering going on, and she certainly did not notice the unfamiliar warmth that was growing in her diaper.

Needless to say, her agency let Clarisse go after that little performance and Clarisse shrugged. She was better off without those pricks. Giggling to herself as she sat on her padded bum at her desk, Clarisse started her research into becoming an ABDL model. She always knew she was going to be one of the best models there was, and that dream would still be the case.

She’d even be able to start that clothing line she’s always wanted to. She had so many ideas on ways she could create the comfiest onesies and the cutest Little dresses and overalls.

Clarisse knew she had a bright fashion filled future in front of her...

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Special thanks to UKDiapergirls for allowing us to use their images.

UKdiapergirls.com for more ABDL pictures.

This story was written by Zander Chesney

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