Always Read The Large Print

Fiction submitted by: Mark A.
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Chapter 4

Janine left Sam's studio feeling despair. It wasn't bad enough that she was still wearing the belt & bra, but she could also be wearing it for the next 12 months. `Damn, how could I be so stupid, I didn't even bother to read the sodding contract' She muttered to herself. With the chain between her legs reducing the length of her strides, she was reduced to taking smaller steps, so she was going to get home later than she would have expected. She passed a bus stop, where she knew she could catch a bus home that would be quicker for her. So, she waited for the bus.

After about 10 minutes it turned up and Janine had another shock. The bus had a step about a foot from the ground. She tried to lift her leg to get on but the chain prevented her. Worse, her skirt rode up her leg exposing the metal band for everyone to see. Things where going from bad to worse, she turned and tried to run, the chain again stopped her, and she stumbled slightly. She managed to compose herself, and started to walk home as quickly as she was now able.

She reached her home about 5 in the evening, and went up to her room, ignoring her housemates. She immediately took off her clothes and tried again to see if there was anyway to remove the underwear. After about 30 minutes she gave up. She hadn't been able to budge anything in the slightest. She flopped down on her bed and lay there. Her hand went to her crotch to try and stimulate herself somehow, She tried prying her fingers beneath the metal, at the slot, in the end she settled on pounding it with her fist. She couldn't feel anything through the steel and the chain from the thigh bands prevented her from spreading her legs to try and work her fingers under the seal. In frustration she was pounding it just to relieve her anger and to try and make feelings known.

Suddenly there was a knock at her door. Shit, one of her housemates probably heard her coming in and wanting to see how the modelling went. `Well I cant let me see me like this' She got up from the bed, the chains running down her back being pulled taut and causing her problems as she leaned forwards. She quickly pulled on the skirt and the sweater. Checking herself in the mirror, there was no sign of what she was wearing underneath, so she went to the door.

Outside was Margi, a smile on her face; she almost barged in the room whilst asking how the day went. She took a place on the bed and waited for Janine to start.

She felt scared at first, She couldn't tell her what really happened, could she? If everything went as she planned, she'd call the manufacturers, explain what happened, then they'd unlock everything. No one need know. So she made the main part up, saying it was for glamour modelling, it was quite fun but she didn't think she'd do it again. She hoped that would keep Margi quiet for a bit, `WOW' replied Margi, `They're paying you so much for that, I thought there'd be some sort of catch but you've hit the big time. We should all go out tonight to celebrate.'

That one got Janine, She tried to think of a way out. There was no way she could go. It usually meant a nightclub where she usually wore short skirts and even smaller tops. That was completely out the window now. `Ah. not really, I'm pretty tired, maybe some other day' she replied.

Margi wasn't going to let it go without a fight and tried to cajole her into agreeing. Eventually she gave up, thinking if the rest of the house where going out, then Janine would fall in line and go out too.

Janine was left alone in her room again, she was naked again looking at herself in the mirror; Well almost naked; she half laughed. She was trying to think of a way to hide herself. She knew that Margi would get everyone to pester her about going out. She had to do something to try and hide her metal underwear. She went through her tops first, trying to find something that would hide the collar and the chains as well as reducing her metallic breasts. As it was, she couldn't find anything that covered the chains. They where plainly visible through her clothes; as where the chains that ran from the bra to the belt. Her increased bust size would not doubt be noticed by her house mates too, There was no way she could reduce the size of the cups however. In the end, she was able to hide the body chains by wear a basque under a top, but it still left a problem with the collar and the chains connected. Even with the basque her metallic breasts looked noticeably different. They where noticeably round and the cups where stretched to accommodate her breasts. There was little she could about that. She covered the collar and its chains by wearing a light scarf around her neck and draped over the front chains. She would have to hope that no one noticed the chains on the back. She wore a long flowing skirt, that didn't show anything untoward underneath. Knowing she couldn't wear tights or panties bothered her, but there was nothing she was able to do about it. She considered wearing stockings but decided against it. Having decided that she could wear clothes should she be forced out later, she changed clothes into more casual clothes.

She tried to wear a tracksuit that she often wore to laze around in, but again the thigh chain prevented her pulling the pants all the way up. They would pull up due to the stretchy material but it was obvious that there was something between her legs; the join of the pant legs connected about half way up her thighs. She could only laugh when she saw herself in the mirror, and began to hope that MC Hammer's dress sense would come back in fashion.

She tried to spend the rest of the evening in her room, trying to avoid her housemates. Unfortunately, it didn't do much. Her four other housemates came knocking at various parts to see how her day went. She hoped that she hid herself well, no one had mentioned anything. Then at about 8.00, it happened. The four others in the house came looking for her trying to make come out. She tried declining but she knew that they wouldn't give in. She had already picked her clothes out, so eventually she had to agree. The four others separated themselves to get changed themselves, and Janine also began to get changed.

It took her about half an hour and after she had checked in the mirror she thought she could manage the night without her friends finding out. She walked from her room down the stairs to the lounge. Again she had problems with the chain between her legs as she couldn't properly walk down the stairs, she managed to get round this by bending one leg whilst moving the other leg forwards and down. It made slow work of the stairs and she was glad there was no one watching. She was first to have gotten ready and there was no one else in the lounge, so she took her place on the sofa, turned the TV on and waited.

Margi was the first to appear. Wearing the standard short skirt that she normally wore, she was guaranteed to pull tonight. Noticing how Janine was dressed, she looked a bit puzzled. `Not dressing up tonight?' she inquired.

`Ah.. No, not really. I'm not really in the mood' she replied trying to end the questioning.

`Yeah, right' retorted Margi, `You'll see some lad later and you'll lose half your clothes then wont you!'

`Ah, yeah' answered Janine, thinking how to change the subject `Ah, look her come the lottery results.'

That stopped the conversation

The two lads they both lived with came in together. Dressed to pull, Tony and Jim took their seats. `Waiting for Andrea? Typical, she's always the last.' Said Tony. He shouted up to her and got a curt reply from her.

After about 5 minutes, she entered. `Right, now you quit your moaning, Where we going first? Pub then club? Sounds good to me.'

Janine felt a bit worried. It was now half 8, If they went to a club, they'd get home about 3.00. She couldn't pull dressed how she was. Christ she could hardly walk the way she was dressed. Maybe Ill go the pub then come home saying I'm ill. Yeah I'll do that.

Jim was next `Right come on, drinking times leaving us, there are plenty of ladies waiting for me out there' and walked out the lounge.

They all got up, Janine last out the lounge, trying to be as slow as possible. This is not a good idea, she thought to herself. Not good at all.


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