The next outfit Gigi helped herself to and into was really intended to wear with an inner bodice or bra. But Gigi didn't seem to think so. At least she was wearing panties this time. Tiny, tiny, tiny panties. But panties.

And after trying on a half-dozen different pairs of shoes, she seemed to settle on the tallest, spikiest sandals the store had.

"Finally! I'm a little taller now. I wonder if I can dance in these? Wanna dance with me, Deshmo?"

Deximo admitted that he wasn't that great of a dancer.

"Oh, that's okay... I'll be doing all the moving... you just have to kinda stand there and let me rub myself all over you..."

Deximo was speechless.

"Oh, a couple of years ago I was an exotic dancer. I LOVED it... I made so much money!"

Her "afterschool job"?

"Yeah... until they found out I was only fifteen..."