Tenna Bone Zone

👗 self-insert is very mildly insecure about appearance👗 a lil bit of objectification by Tenna but in a sexy consensual way 👗 sorta possessive Tenna 👗 semi-public sex 👗 oral sex (you receiving) 👗 changing room shenanigans please don't do this irl it would be very Unsanitary 👗 is outfit kink a thing??? idk

📺 - loving, firm dom who is a perv

👻 - shy but enthusiastic sub who loves every minute of it

Tenna size: 3/5 big human

Gender rating: Transfemme. Feminine terms used, amab. You're trying on feminine clothing but body size/shape is vague. Shout out to the anon that asked for a transfemme reader! And shout out to all the transfemmes you are so loved~ 😘

Also sorry this took a minute! I was caught between two different ideas and kept waffling between them. BUT good news transfemmes you'll get another outline sometime next month!!! Yahoo!!!!!!

👗 Tenna wants to buy you some new clothes in celebration for becoming official. It's clear from his eagerness that he wants to see you in various outfits and treat you as his personal dress up doll. You don't mind this in the slightest. You adore dressing up cutely (and sexily) for yourself and for your partner. You just wish you had as good of a body as Tenna's.

👗 Hand in hand, you enter an unfamiliar clothing store. The Addison shopkeeper greets you enthusiastically and leads you towards the back. This place looks extremely out of your price range with silk blouses and expertly tailored outerwear. Through a back door is a private dressing room area where tons of garments are waiting for you on multiple racks. There's a large couch and a coffee table loaded with drinks and expensive looking chocolates. Three floor length lighted mirrors are on one end of the room, while an ornate paneled dressing screen is in the corner of the other. You're absolutely gobsmacked. You hadn't realized Tenna called ahead to coordinate all of this.

👗 The Addison tells you not to hesitate to reach out to them if you need other options, then leaves the two of you alone. Tenna beams and asks how you like the princess treatment. You tell him how special you feel. You had no idea private dressing rooms even existed.

👗 He encourages you to go through the racks of clothes—all in your size—and pick whatever you like. The types of clothes range wildly from formal dresses to bikinis. You decide on a pink sundress and ask Tenna what he thinks. He takes it off of the hanger and holds it up against you, his large hands lingering on your skin. Tenna tells you it's a nice choice and how flattering it'll be on your body. You're not quite sure about that last part, but you go change with a giddy smile. Tenna makes himself comfortable on the sofa, popping a chocolate into his mouth.

👗 You come out from behind the dressing screen and approach him slowly. You swear his screen lights up brighter when he sees you. He takes your hand and guides you over to the mirrors as he showers you in compliments. Tenna tells you how pretty and feminine you look, how the color flatters your skintone, how sexy your legs are out on display. The way he's looking at you in the mirror's reflection makes your heart swell. He's so earnest…another one of his dog-adjacent qualities.

👗 He takes your hand and twirls you, the sundress fluttering from the motion. You look at yourself in the mirror again. It feels easier to notice the parts of yourself that you like over the parts that are lacking. With newfound confidence, you select a backless evening gown. Tenna's gloved fingers trace up and down your exposed skin, his screen turning red.

👗 Tenna starts suggesting outfits for you to try on, each one becoming more and more skimpy. He hands you a lacy slip dress that looks like lingerie and can't keep his hands off of you once you change. He claims he's just seeing how soft the silk is as his palms slide down the sides of your body and he gropes at your ass.

👗 With a noticable bulge in his pants, Tenna hands you a white string bikini and asks you to try it on. It's more string than bikini and you tell him there's no way this will fit you. Tenna places a hand on your shoulder and you feel his claws slowly extending. He insists, saying it doesn't need to be suitable for anyone else's eyes. Just his. Only his. How badly he needs to see you in it. Tenna's tone is firm and his grip on your shoulder tightens.

👗 You nod, feeling your face flush. He leans in close and whispers that you should try on the bikini bottom without your underwear. You make a face, but Tenna tells you it won't matter since he'll buy it for you regardless. And, he adds, he knows you want to. You do, don't you? You feel his hot breath on your neck. You go put on the swimwear with shaky hands, trying your best to use the minimal fabric to cover yourself. But it's proving impossible given that you're starting to get hard. You can hear Tenna locking the door.

👗 The sound Tenna makes when you re-emerge from the dressing screen sends electricity crackling down your spine. He looks you over for a moment before pulling you close and kissing you hard. His mouth is so warm and tastes of the chocolates he's been eating. You struggle to breathe as he kisses you and kisses you, guiding you towards the sofa. You run your hands down his chest and help him shrug off his jacket.

👗 He sits you down on the sofa and looms over you, saying how unbelievably sexy you are. He tells you he can see your nipples through the thin fabric. Tenna leans down and bites at your neck as he pinches your nipples firmly. You moan, then freeze. Even though this is a private dressing room, you are most certainly still in a public space filled with customers and employees on the other side of that door.

👗 Tenna gives you a fangy grin, saying you better keep your voice down if you don't want everyone in the store to know what you two are doing. He plants kisses down your body, his screen hot and staticky against your bare skin. Tenna moves lower, pulls the bikini bottoms off to the side, and takes you into his mouth.

👗 You bite your lip and desperately try to smother the moan rising in your throat as he sucks. Tenna looks up at you from between your legs as he bobs his head, prehensile tongue wrapping around you tightly. He runs his hands over your bare thighs, his cord tail wrapping around your knee and pulling your legs further apart. His screen is getting hotter as you hear him stroking himself as he sucks you off, antennae twisting together tightly. You've got a deathgrip on the back of the sofa, using all your strength to be as quiet as humanly possible. You grind into his face and gently pull the base of his antennae as you begin to unravel. Tenna moans around you as he cums, sending you over the edge.

👗 He swallows all of you down as usual. Panting and with hot air pouring out of his side vents, he rests his head on your lap. You stroke the smooth silicone of his frame for a moment before asking him if he's always going to cum first when he's giving you oral. He responds with a shy laugh, moving up from the floor to cuddle you on the sofa.

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The way this got so long…I wanted to write dress-up/clothes porn before the porn porn…thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!!! PLEASE VOTE FOR TENNA I BEG OF YOU OH MY GOD IT'S TOO CLOSE FOR COMFORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!