Chapter 9

About 15 minutes later, Mom came home. I started to cover up but she simply walked over and looked me up and down. “About time you started earning your keep. Get some clothes on. We are going shopping for some, more appropriate clothes.”

I put on some shorts and a top without a bra. When we got in the car, the conversation immediately went to sex. She asked me about all the things I most enjoyed about sex. I admitted that I loved sucking and being fucked, but not anal as much. “But you do the nasty stuff too, don’t you?” I had to admit that I get turned on by licking asses and drinking piss, but mainly being treated like a cheap whore. “I got so turned on when Jake started calling my ass, his Fat white ass. Mom, do you think I have a fat ass?”

“Well, of course you do. And I love that it’s fat. Guys love a woman’s fat ass. Men will pay a fortune for it.”

“Are you going to get me on Birth control?”

“Absolutely not, at least not until you get pregnant.”

“What? You want me pregnant?”

“Yes Sweetheart, you have no idea how much bigger your tits and ass will become and your hips get wider. You will make the perfect whore.”

“But what about the baby? I might already be pregnant and if so, it will be a black baby.”

“We will cross that bridge when we get there.” And with that, she turned into a shop that I had never seen before, Ms. Katie’s Dance Shop. “What is this mom?”

“It’s where all the strippers and perverts come to get clothes and toys.” I just followed her in. I was shocked when the girl at the counter, recognized and acknowledged my mom.

“Hey Alice, good to see you. What are you looking for today?”

“Going to get my daughter some ... party wear, Georgia.”

The girl was maybe 20 and very pretty. She and Mom carried on a conversation as I walked behind them looking at all the strange sex toys in the store. There was a dildo that must have been 12 inches long and as big around as my arm. I definitely don’t want that as a present! We got to the racks and described to Georgia what she wanted: “Trish needs something that displays everything she has and hides nothing.”

Georgia looked through the racks and handed Mom a skirt, or so it would seem, but it was so short, not sure it could really be called that. “Try this on Sweetheart.” I looked at it for a minute as Mom and Georgia looked through the racks pulling out several other items. When Mom looked back and saw me standing there, she looked at me in disgust. “I told you to try it on, so take off your clothes and put this on.”

“Right here?”

“Well, it’s not like half the world and everyone we know hasn’t seen your cunt by now. So, yes, take off your clothes here.” I did as mom said and left my panties on, until Mom insisted that I take them off too. When I put on the skirt, both made affirming comments then I turned to look at myself in the mirror. Half of my ass was clearly visible as was my pussy from the front. I gasp then almost passed out when Mom said: “Perfect, we will take it”. Georgia commented on my red striped ass. “Apparently my little girl likes to be whipped.”

Georgia laughed: “That will certainly come in handy!”

The next several “outfits” were either see-through or had so little material on them that it’s hard to refer to them as clothes. Several of the tops were crop tops that just covered my nipples but the bottom of my breast were showing. One “dress” had such large arm holes that even my tits kept slipping out. After dozens of clothes were picked out, Georgia took us to the bathing suits, or more accurately the string department. I’m not sure why anyone would pay money for an inch of material and some strings, but we did. One didn’t even have material covering my pussy, just some border around it. After we had dozens of things to wear, Mom took me to the toy department and handed me a package with 3 different sizes of Butt Plugs.