A free makeover

"I'd like to offer you..." the attendant started. "A free makeover! I know the girl at the salon next door, and we sometimes do cross-promotions with offering makeovers. And considering what just happened, I think that's fitting compensation."

"I'm fine, really. I'd really just like to leave now." Andrew replied.

"Like I said, store policy." the attendant stated. "What's your name?"

"My name? Oh... my name is... Andre-a. Andrea." Andrew replied.

"Such a pretty name. I'm Kristi," Kristi stuck out her hand, which Andrew hesitantly shook in return. "Get dressed and we'll talk outside the changing room, kay?"

"Got it..." Andrew sighed as Kristi exited the changing room.

Andrew knew he couldn't just put his own shirt back on, so he dug through the clothing sitting on the bench, finding a relatively subdued blouse, which he put over his newly acquired bra. Thankfully, he still had his own pants and shoes, and he'd have to go buy a new shirt somewhere else once he escaped, but at least he was safe for now.

Andrew exited the changing room and ran back into Kristi who was waiting for him.

"Okay, so we can do this one of two ways, either you pick out your outfit and then go to the salon, or you do the salon first and then pick out an outfit. What do you wanna do?" Kristi asked.

"Uh..." Andrew started.