The cool night air stung Elsa's exposed skin as she stood on the sidewalk outside her apartment building. "Exposed" didn't even begin to cover it.
She was wearing a plush, furry black dog costume that hugged her figure, complete with soft paws over her hands and feet, a headband with floppy ears, and a long, wagging tail attached at the base of her spine.
A leather leash clipped to a metal ring at her collar, trailing down to the gound.
The fabric was thick and soft, but the real problem was what the costume didn't cover.
The entire chest area had been cut away, leaving her large, round breasts completely bare.
Her pale pink nipples were hard from the cold air, her breasts swaying slightly with each shaky breath she took.
Lower down, the costume sat high on her hips, the fur ending just below her waist. Below that, she wore a white cut out lace panties like from earlier.
