Sexier Clothes

She walked to her closet and opened the doors to find an assortment of small tight T-shirts, halter tops, and dresses. Karyn rarely wore dresses. Or skirts, for that matter, which there were plenty of as well. Apparently, having a body like that of Sarah's meant having that same type of clothing as Sarah. She still had some baggy shirts, like the one she was wearing, but only a few. Not nearly as many as there used to be. Out of curiosity, she took a tight pink T-shirt out of the closet and put it on. Walking in front of the mirror, she had a look of shock on her face. "I can't wear *this*. It makes me look like a slut." Which is exactly the kind of person Sarah was, most of the time. Suddenly, there was a knock on her door. Then it began to open. It was ...