A sex and fetish clothing shop

After thinking it over for a moment, you decide the kinkier the better, besides, latex and rubber suits you the most. You reach out and press the words, watching as the world around you fades only to be replaced with the front of a mall storefront. Behind you is the chattering of mall goers passing by and a nearby food court, while infront stood the window displays of “The Whipped pussy cat.” The store windows had mannequins wearing full robber body suits and leather straps.

You look down at yourself, realizing your avatar has been set as well. The best way you could describe your look is protagonist in a dating sim. Shaggy dirty blonde hair, hoody with hand warmer pockets in the front, and tight blue jeans. The whole getup seems generic, though the outfit would be good for hiding clothes either worn underneath or shoplifted.

You take a breath before entering the store. The ground and walls black and red, with every walk covered in merchandise and multiple rows all broken into different sections. The store smelled heavily of leather and rubber, matching the rows and rows of clothing and sexual gear. There was also counter with a scary androgynous person to the right, while changing rooms were in the back.

Now came the fun part, picking out what you wanted, and how you were gonna leave the store. You could go try them on in changing room and leave wearing your goods under your boyish clothes, you could simply purchase them and walk out with them in a bag, or if you were feeling extra naughty you could try to shoplift them out of the store.