Custom Made Trophy (Closed)

"Okay," she nods, putting the shirts she had picked up now. "I think I can handle that," she nods again, smiling at him as she follows him to the next store, recognizing the type of clothing as soon as she walks in. It makes her a little nervous, but she just continuously reminds herself why she's here.

She looks at the clothes with wide eyes but nods, taking them from his hands. "I'm trusting you on this," she teases a little more trying to make herself relax. "Come back with me," she tilts her head to the dressing room before going inside so he can wait outside the door. She hangs the clothes up and takes a deep breath before she starts to undress.

She doesn't look in the mirror in between changes, slipping on a white skirt mini skirt that barely covers her ass, and if she bent over the slightest it would be game over. Then she slides on a pink low cut tank top that melded over her body, barely hiding anything similarly to the skirt. After she dresses she turns to the mirror, shocked. She really had barely looked at her body in years. But she felt...sexy, almost. She wasn't really sure what to think, which was why Chris was there right? She opens the door and stands there biting her lower lip slightly looking at him, worried he'll think she looks stupid.
 
Chris' eyes widened as she stepped out of the changing room to show him what she looked like. "Wow. That looks great! It's a crime, the way you've been hiding your body... A girl that looks that good owes it to the world to flaunt it!" He grinned and took her hand and pulled her infront of him so that she was facing a full length mirror, his hands resting on her hips. "I mean, look at you... With some high heels, a little bit of make up, you could stop traffic."


"What do you think, do you like the way you look?" And while he didn't ask, the implied question of whether or not she liked that way he talked about her hung in the air.

"You should try on the rest of what you brought, and pick out the one you like the most... you can wear that out of here. Then we need to get you some shoes. High heels will make your ass look so sexy."
 
"You really think so?" she asks as she looks at herself in the mirror, blushing the whole way. Running her eyes over her own body.

"I think so," she nods, slowly gaining confidence in herself already. The way he was talking to her and the compliments had more than a little something to do with it, and she was embarrassed to admit she liked it more than she should. "I feel..sexy?" she says it almost like a question, the word foreign to her in all aspects. She looks toward him for confirmation of everything she says before nodding to herself.

Surprisingly, she was looking forward to trying on the rest of the clothes. His hands on her hips weren't lost on her however, and she didn't want to move. But she glances at herself one more time in mirror before sighing softly and walking into the dressing room, trying on multiple other outfits before picking out her favorite, a black mini skirt tighter and shorter than the original white on she had tried on, along with a red lace shirt that showed off her flat stomach and chest that she was more than blessed with before walking out with the other clothes in hand.
 
When she came out with an even shorter and tighter skirt, he couldn't help but grin. She was going to be perfect for his tastes when he and her father were done changing her. The desire was already there, it seemed.

He looked her up and down with a whistle. "Be still my beating heart. You look so hot. But... hmmm... something still isn't right. I'm not sure what... " He seemed to think about it for a moment while looking at her and then nodded. "It's your underwear. Clothes like that are meant to be worn without... or with something tiny... So, our next stop is to Victoria's Secret! What do you say?"

They gathered the clothes she had picked out and brought them up to the counter where Chris paid for them all.
 
"Thanks Chris," she smiles blushing as she runs her hand over her body, straightening the clothes a little. She still wasn't used to wearing such a revealing clothing in public. She thinks about Victoria's Secret and then shrugs. She may as well, she was going to need it and she'd already gone this far.

"Okay," she nods as they walk to the counter, looking at the price as her eyes widen a little. "Are you sure about this?" she bites her lip as she looks over at him while they walk out of the store and towards Victoria's Secret.
 
"Of course I'm sure, Sweety. I'm happy to spend my money on you. Besides, I don't want to stop you from improving yourself, now do I." He smiled at her and put his arm around her waist. I'm glad to help you discover yourself. Your dad told me what this is all about and what your mom did to you."

In the Victoria's Secret store, he helped her pick out a number of bra and panty sets. The bras were usually thin and shear, cradling her breasts while doing very little to hide them. Some were push up bras to give her deep sexy cleavage. The panties were exclusively thongs and g-strings.

After they paid, he pointed her to one of the changing rooms. "Why not change into some of your new lingerie, Katie? See how you like the look and feel of them."
 
When he put his arm around her waist, she smiled and nodded at everything he said, knowing all of it was true and knowing he really did have the money, unlike her father. Of course she didn't resent her father for that, she loved him, it was just the truth.

She watched almost in amazement as he picked bras and thongs for her, with her consent of course. She couldn't imagine herself in any of it- but only a couple hours ago she couldn't have imagined herself in what she was wearing now.

When he asked her to try it on she nodded half eagerly and half hesitantly, curious but almost scared, wondering what her own reaction and his would be as she walked back to the dressing room. She started with tame, as compared to all
of the rest of the lingerie. A sheer thin red lace bra and matching thong. She stared at herself for a good amount of time, not because of her ego, but out of amazement. She did have a body. She considered if Chris meant he wanted to see it as well, but she decided she wanted him to see it, wanted his approval. And that was enough right? At least that's what she told herself as she opened the door to her dressing room for him.
 
"You just keep looking hotter and hotter, Katie. This shopping trip has been a long time coming. You should have been wearing these kinds of things for a long time." He hadn't actually intended on her showing him what she looked like wearing the lingerie, at least not yet. But he certainly wasn't going to complain that she wanted to.

After she showed him everything they had picked out, he told her to pick her favourite and that their next stop was shoes.

He bought her several pairs of shoes, some flats, but mostly heels. The lowest was 2 inches, but a couple pairs were 4. After that it was time for a salon to get her hair and nails done, as well as make up.

By the time they were ready to meet her dad, it was like she was a whole new person.
 
At the end of everything, once in the salon, she stood in front of a mirror with wide eyes, barely recognizing herself. From her newly cut and styled hair, to the make up that wasn't too much but accentuated the features of her face, to the body hugging clothes with the sexy lingerie underneath, the new french nails, to the 4 inch stillettos, she felt like a whole new person. Definitely not Katie. At least not thw Katie her mom had raised her as.

She slowly turns to Chris, smiling at him. "Are you sure all of this looks okay?" she asks as they walk to the place in the mall they had arranged to meet her father. The gazes on men on her figure was new and exhilirating to her, something she wasn't used to. Of course, even before she did get male attention, but never to this degree. It was overwhelming, but she couldn't help but to enjoy herself.
 
"Oh it's more than OK. You look great." he pointed to the stylist that worked on her hair and nails and who was also dressed in a very similar style. She had ben doing so for much longer than a couple hours, so it simply came naturally for her. "Look at Mindy, don't you think she looks hot? You're dressed up in a pretty similar style to her."

Chris had intentionally chosen this salon because it was staffed by the type of women that he wanted Katie to be like. At least superficially. He doubted that they would spread their legs for cock as easily as he wanted Katie to, when he was finished with her.

Back at the mall, when Mark found them, he almost didn't recognize his daughter. He was getting hard looking at the young woman with her ass barely covered by her skirt, and the 4 inch heels emphasizing her ass and making her legs look amazing and long. When he saw that it was his Katie, he couldn't help but get even harder, knowing what Chris intended, and honestly finding the change in her to be even more arousing. "Wow... Katie you look... well, you look hot!"
 
"Yeah of course, she's gorgeous," she nods smiling as she looks over at Mindy, before she actually realizes how attractive all of the women im the salon are, all of them dressed in a similar style. Similar the style Katie had shifted to today.

Once they reach her dad, she bites her lower lip. Worried he won't like it or he'll make her return everything or he'll ban her from seeing Chris or make her change her hair and nails back, all thoughts racing trough her head and none were appealing to her. So the words out of his mouth were a surprise to her to say the least.

"Thanks dad," she smiles laughing softly, the blush returning. "You don't think it's too much?" she asks as she looks down ar herself.
 
"Too much? Why, do you? I told Chris to let you pick out things that you were comfortable with, so if he pushed you to get something you didn't want, we should take it back." He glanced over at his friend, and then back to his daughter.

"It's not about what other people think, Sweetheart. I told you I would be behind you completely with what you chose. So long as it's what you chose. Do you understand? You're my daughter, and I'm going to be there for you no matter what. If you're not comfortable with how you look, we'll find something that you are comfortable with."
 
"No, no," she shakes her head. "I really like it all, and Chris didn't make me get anything. It all fits and I'm comfortable with of it," she smiles lightly as she looks over at her dad.

"I understand daddy, and I really am comfortable with everything, so don't worry. But thank you, I know you have my back," she smiles at him sweetly as she looks around the mall for a moment before looking between the two men. "Did either of you have plans for the rest of the day?"
 
Chris looked over at Mark, and then back to Katie. "Well, how about we spend the rest of the afternoon at my place, out by the pool? We can stop and get you a new bikini if you want... or you can just have one of my ex-wife's. She left a bunch of stuff at the house, and she was close to your size."

In truth his ex-wife Nikki was close to Katie's size in everything except the bust, he had bought her implants years ago. But with a string bikini, that didn't really matter.

Mark chimed in then. "That's an idea. We can celebrate Katie's coming out of her shell!" He winked at her and smiled.
 
"That's a great idea, and I'll just borrow one of hers, I'm so tired of shopping," she laughs softly as she follows them out of the mall and to their cars.

Once they reach Chris's house, she is once against shocked at the sheer size of it, and the wealth he obviously has, even though he always seems so humble to her. He welcomes them in and shows her where to go for a bikini. Not really thinking about it, she just grabs the first bikni she sees, a string white one. She slips the bottoms on easily though they were obviously meant to show off her assets, not hide them. The top was a little large, but adjusting the strings made it seem just right. She glances at herself in the mirror for a while again, sti sjocked as se ealks back down the stairs.
 
As Katie came back downstairs after changing, she would hear the two older men out on the back patio.

Mark and Chris were sitting by the pool, drinks in their hands, as they talked. While they were waiting for her to come back down, Chris laid out what he had in mind for how to get Katie to change. One of his companies was developing a device intended on being used as part of behavioral therapy. It would be easy for him to get access to one of the devices, and program it to bring out the traits that he desired. All that would be left was hiding it in her room so that it could work on her while she spent time there, or slept. He asked if Mark was on board with it.

"What I saw today showed me that she is more like what you want than I had thought. If she had bought more clothes that were closer to her old style, I would have taken that as a sign... instead, she picked out the sexiest clothes she could find... I'm in."

Mark was the one facing the patio doors, so he was the first to see his daughter come out dressed in a tiny white string bikini. "Wow Katie, you look fantastic! Here, Chris made you a drink. It's called a... what was it again? Oh yeah, a Blonde Bimbo."
 
"Thanks dad," she laughs softly as she walks out, taking the drink. "Well that's a funny name," she giggles as she sips it. "Why'd you call it that? It's delicous," she smiles. She doesn't really wait for his response as she walks over to a lounge chair im the sun, laying on it as she sips the drink and looks around the backyard, admiring it. She couldn't believe Chris lived in a place like this. He had so much- especially to live by himself. "Does this place ever get lonely?" she asks him nonchalantly as she looks over.
 
Her dad shrugged as he took a sip of his beer. "I don't know. Chris made it."

Chris smiled at her. "That's just what the drink is called, Katie... but I thought you'd like it."

When she asked him if he got lonely, he nodded. "Of course I do. The only time I'm not lonely is when I have a hot young thing keeping me company." he paused for a moment. "You're welcome to come over and use the pool or hang out whenever you want to help me out with hat, by the way." He winked.
 
She nods smiling lightly before she hears his offer, biting her lip a little, a small smirk on her face. "Really? I don't want to intrude," she laughs as she looks around. "I'm sure you're pretty popular with the ladies," she smiles.

She continues sipping the drink as she mulls over eveything. But really, why was Chris being so accompdating to her? Was there something she didn't know about, or was it just his nature? She figured she'd figure it out eventually.
 
The two men watched Katie as she lay on the lounger in the bikini. "Hey Katie," her dad said to her. "Why don't you go for a swim for a bit, it's a shame for you to borrow that bikini and then not go in the pool. Besides, I don't want you to get a sunburn, and I didn't see you put on any suntan lotion."

The bikini she had chosen was thin and white, it was almost certainly going to become transparent when it got wet.
 
"You're right," she smiles at both of them before actually diving into the pool, it being big enough she can swim across it before swimming back, pulling herself
up on the side.

"Still worried dad?" she teases smiling at both of them from the pool, still sipping the drink since she layed it down on the edge of the pool. "You guys should get in, don't be lame,"
 
As they watched Katie dive into the water and swim around, Mark looked over at Chris. "You know, I thought I was crazy for not punching you in the face when you suggested what you did last night. But now... I look at Katie and it's clear this is the right thing for her. She was keeping herself in a cage when she didn't have to."

Chris nodded his head and then turned his attention back to Katie as she asked if they were going to join her. "Well, I don't want to be lame, but your dad and I have some things to talk about. Why don't I freshen up your drink."

He took the glass and walked over to the bar to make her another Blonde Bimbo. "Here you go Sweety. And I must say, that bikini is very flattering on you." His wife had bought it knowing it would be almost transparent when it got wet, and it was living up to that right then.

The drinks he was giving her had alcohol in them, but not too much. He didn't want to make her wasted, just have a good time.

Chris and Mark talked quietly as she swam about his plans for her. He told Mark that he would have a couple of things for him later on that week. First was the device he talked about earlier, and the second was a drug to help the transition along.

Chris insisted the 2 of them stay for dinner, and after that was done, he walked with them out to the car, shook Mark's hand, and gave Katie a kiss on the cheek. "Don't be a stranger, now." He winked at her.

The following week was going to be the most telling. Since she had all new clothes, shoes and make up but no form of brainwashing had happened yet. It would be interesting for her dad to see how she reacted.
 
"Thanks Chris, and I won't be," she smiles at him after he kisses her cheek, sliding into her fathers car where he waves before pulling out of the driveway and taking them home. They both fell asleep immediately after reaching their home, Katie exhausted from all of the changes she had been making today and her father exhusated from seeing it and planning, even though he was more than excited.

She woke up the next morning refreshed and in a good mood, her mind replaying all of the events of yesterday as she gets up and throws on a blue string bikini, deciding to take advantage of the beach in her backyard that she hadn't touched in years, even during the hot summers. She walks downstairs in a bikini, starting coffee and breakfast for her dad like always as she thought about what she could do today.
 
When her dad woke up and came downstairs to the familiar sound of coffee, he paused when he saw her, dressed only in a bikini. After a moment, he continued and poured himself a mug full of coffee and took a drink. He looked her over obviously and nodded. "I see you've really taken to heart the things we did yesterday. I'm glad you feel free to be who you want, Katie. Really I am."

"What's the plan for today? Going out back?" Despite the fact they lived on a beach, it was a wonder they could even afford it. In fact, he couldn't have afforded to buy this house himself. His dad had left him the house after he passed. He had retired here, and Mark had always wanted to live in Miami.
 
"Thanks dad, I could never thank you enough for helping me, and Chris," she smiles and gives him a hug, kissing his cheek lightly before laying his breakfast on the counter and finishing her coffee.

"And yes, I'm going to go lay out on the beach," she smiles and grabs a towel, a drink, and her phone before blowing him a kiss and walking out the backdoor, getting set up on the beach and laying out in the sun, not used to guys actually watching her as they walk by on the beach.
 
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