This choice: To take the chef's advise and wander the mall as you are for a bit • Go Back...Chapter #5Wandering the mall as a girly-girl by: FishOfFate   You decide to take the chef's advise and spend a little time in your new body before you get too worked up about changing back, so you head out to see the sights of the mall.
It's an odd experience, and not just due to the unaccustomed sway your shapely hips give your walk or the small bounces of your breasts as you move (though those are certainly very unusual to feel). No, a large portion of the weirdness comes from the people you see as you walk. It's still not particularly crowded, but despite the relatively early hour, a large portion of the people you see have exotic enough appearances that you're sure they've undergone some form of transformation. Compared to one man you see labouring along under so much fat he's practically a four-foot sphere, or the heavy uddered cow-woman you see stagger past, mooing in shock, your own transformation seems easy to deal with. You find yourself somewhat curious how many of the 'normal' looking people you pass are actually transformed in a similar way to you. There certainly seem to be a lot more unaccompanied kids around than you would expect.
Thoughts like that, people watching, window shopping and the occasional strange sight indeed keep you happily occupied for half an hour before the sight of a stall selling cookies reminds you of the bakery. You think about it for a bit, and decide your current state is nowhere near as bad as you first thought. An couple of experimental sentences confirm you're no longer subconsciously punctuating with 'like'. If this really will wear off in three or less days, well, you might as well take the time to try something new.
But in that case you'll need some more clothes. Some more underwear is a must, definitely. You don't want to have to wear the same set for three days, after all. And you should find a couple of cute outfits. Just to try something different, of course, not because you really want to buy yourself some pretty clothes. You check a nearby map of the mall and head off towards where there's a cluster of clothes shops at a quick pace. It's some way away, as you've wandered over to the far side of the mall from the clothes shops, but now you've got somewhere to be you make good time. (The somewhat uncomfortable amount of bouncing that accompanies this does make you think that your first purchase should be a better bra. Or, given the mall you're in, one that will make your breasts a size or two smaller. You're not sure what you'd prefer, but you're rather sick of the bouncing after less than an hour. You can't imagine how irritating it will be to put up with for days.)
You're distracted from your goal, when, after dodging out of the way of a troupe of clowns as they pratfall past...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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