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Fun trying on new heelsTrying on new shoes is always fun! My best experience was trying on a pair of black suede high heeled thigh boots in a shop in London. I went to London one afternoon specifically to buy some heels and for fun put on my crimson basque and matching knickers and black stockings under my jeans. Nobody would know, and I?d only have to take off my socks to try the shoes on. I went into a fetish shop to ask about a pair of heels in the window, but they weren't available in my size. One of the male assistants asked if I was interested in a pair of thigh boots and fetched a fabulous pair of black boots. Having already bought a patent leather pair elsewhere (see gallery) I knew the difficulty of getting a pair to actually fit over my calves. The assistance suggested I try them on - which meant removing my trousers. He walked over to the changing room at the rear of the shop and drew back the curtain and stood holding the boots. It was obvious that he was not going anywhere! I took off my trousers and noticed a smile on his face when he saw my underwear. A suspender tab had come undone at the front and he just waited until I have re-attached it to the stocking, never saying a word. He asked me to sit on the chair and then, kneeling in front of me, took my left foot and fed it into the boot before zipping it up. It was at this point that I looked down - not only was his hand very close to my crotch when the zip was pulled right up, but a small blob of my pre-cum was forming on my panties. He then repeated the process with the right boot before asking me the stand and look in the changing room mirror. I was now getting very aroused and was not sure what was turning me on the most ? the boots or him watching me. He them suggested I try on a black pvc halter neck dress to set off the boots. This meant removing the rest of my street clothes. He went over to the rail and selected a very short dress and waited until I was only wearing the basque, panties, stocking and boots. He then placed the dress on the floor and asked me to step into it so that he could pull it up. He gradually pulled the dress güvenilir bahis up and it was immediately obvious that it was going to be very tight. He held the shoulders of the dress and pulled it past my waist so that I could put my arms into it before he zipped up the back. The dress finished about an inch below my stocking tops and was completed tight from the waist down. The outline of my penis was beginning to show as it became semi-erect. I looked in the mirror and the dress looked fantastic, especially with the boots. I tried to make a quick adjustment while facing the mirror but he could see exactly what I was doing and I think my erection just became more prominent as a result. I said I?d take both the dress and the boots and thought that would be it. Looking back now I believe that it was at this point that he either saw me as a customer who he could influence to spend more money or he wanted to see how far he could go with me. The top of the dress was completely flat as I had nothing padding out the bra section of the basque. He suggested a little padding would really benefit the look and went away for a moment before coming back with a box. Inside was a pair of latex breast forms that were held in place by a section of latex which went over the shoulder and attached at the back. I?d never seen anything like them before. He unzipped the dress and put them in place, I don?t know what size they were, but they were fairly large and the result was stunning. He then zipped the dress back up. Now both the top and the bottom of the dress were stretched to bursting point and I was really beginning to look like a tart. The erect nipples on the latex breasts were clearly visible through the tight pvc as was my cock. But the halter neck did not work with the breast forms as the section over the shoulder was clearly visible. No to worry he said and selected a short sleeve pvc dress. Unzipping me I stepped out of the helter neck. The sight was surreal ? I actually had cleavage for the first time! But looking down I saw that the wet patch was now far bigger, my cock was almost fully erect and pre-cum was güvenilir bahis siteleri clearly leaking out of the head where it pushed my panties out like a tent. He was completely unfazed and asked the other assistant, who was standing at the shop counter to bring over the new dress. As he approached he could clearly see the state I was in, but he did not acknowledge it. He handed the dress to his colleague and just stood there watching. Again he placed the dress on the floor and I stepped into it before he pulled it up. To my relief this dress was not as tight and was soon zipped up. But it was actually worst as my cock had room to form a small tent in the material. The assistant suggested I walk across the shop to a larger mirror on the other side to see how everything felt. I now had to leave the changing room, but I felt safe as the shop was empty and nobody had come in during the thirty minutes I?d been there. I walked towards the large mirror and I could clearly see the two assistants talking about me in the reflection. The dress looked fantastic and was enhanced by the breasts. The boots finished only a couple of inches below the hem and if I moved quickly my stocking top were visible. Just as I reached the mirror I heard the bell of the shop door behind me clang as someone came in. I almost froze and turned to see a young couple looking at me. I now had to make my way back to the changing room and, while considerably reduced in size by the shock, the bulge was still evident. I girl smiled and commented on the boots.The second assistant went to attend the couple and I stood inside the changing room almost shaking. My assistant closed the curtain, unzipped the dress and I stepped out on it. The wet patch was now even larger but my cock was almost completed flaccid. I sat on the chair and tried to remove the boots. The right boot unzipped easily and I handed it to the assistant, but the zip on the left boot was completely stuck. It looked like the teeth on the zip where coming away from the fabric and this was stopping the zipper from moving. The assistant knelt down between my legs and started iddaa siteleri pulling at the zipper, but I would not move. Eventually it moved down but the zip was completely ruined.It looked like I wasn?t going to get the boots after all, but said I?d have both dresses. I was just about to put on my street clothes when the assistant said he had one more thing for me the try if I had time. I wasn?t in a rush so said yes. He went away and came back with a pvc basque for me. I undid the suspenders on my crimson basque and took it off and stepped into the black basque. The whole front did up with two long laces and looked fantastic. I said I?d buy it and asked if there were any matching panties and the assistant went away to find some. He then came back with a small matching black pvc g-string. I took it from him and went to put it on over my crimson panties. He said that would not work as it would be impossible to gauge the size correctly. I turned towards the mirror and removed my panties, he now had a perfect view of my behind and could see me cock in the mirror. I pulled up the g-string and at first thought he had selected the wrong size. There was a U shape cut out of the front of the panties and my cock was clearly visible. The actual g-string separated my bum cheeks perfectly and left my sphincter visible as it cut across it. I tried to move my cock, but it either stuck out of the U shaped cut out or showed as I bent it back down again. The more I tried to rearrange my cock the stiffer it became until it was almost fully erect again. In the end I pushed it into the side of the panties parallel with my right leg. I attached the suspenders and said I?d have the panties as well. He was happy and pulled back the curtain to take the two dresses to the counter. The girl was looking at underwear right outside the changing room and stared straight at me and I could feel myself instantly going red. I grabbed the curtain and pulled it shut. I quickly got dressed, picked up my own basque and panties and went to the counter to pay. I had to put them on the counter while he scanned the bar codes on the dresses and finally put them in the bag when he handed me the dresses. I paid and quickly left the shop. My heart was racing and my cock was as hard as iron. I just wanted to get the first train home and have a really good wank ? and that?s what I did!